Exclusive Property: Mr. Mu’s Favorite

The servant stepped back two steps, the towel in his hand fell, the ice was scattered, and he apologized. "I'm sorry, miss, I... I didn't mean it!"

"Clumsy!" Bai Qiu Ling glanced at the maid, "I still don't take a new towel!"

The servant ran away and took a new towel in a moment. Bai Qiuling personally took the towel and helped the quarter to apply his face. Ji Zichuan asked about the specific situation. Ji Jing cried and said things briefly.

Of course, the truth is not like her, but she blames everything on Gu Yu.

"I used to be very good to me. It was this stock... If it wasn't for her, how could Ziming beat me..." She had a pain in her face, and she couldn't help but scream. "This **** is too embarrassing to start." It’s hurting me... Hey, what's so great, who is rare! If I go to find him later, I won't be the last season!”

"Xiao Jing!" Ji Zichuan immediately comforted. "When a man is still not impulsive, you will lose your temper in a large audience. It will definitely make him feel no face. Like a man like Chen Ziming, of course, he looks at his face more than anyone else." Heavy, this time you are really too impulsive!"

"Hey!" Bai Qiuling suddenly looked unhappy. "I can't help but see that my man is with other women. We have not lost the right to be a woman. Do you have to wait for each other?" Born outside the wild?!"

"What are you saying, I mean Ziming, why are you pulling me!"

"Don't you make a bad thing?"

"You...unreasonable!"

"I can't reason, you carry me on the outside, you still have a reason, right?"

......

This time Ji Jing did not persuade, Bai Qiuling and Ji Zichuan had a quarrel.

"I'm sick!"

Ji Jing frowned and turned and ran upstairs.

Bai Qiuling looked at her daughter and was angry with her husband. "It's all good things you do!"

"It is obvious that you have to blame me on things, I am not helping the pro!" Ji Zichuan snorted and turned to the floor.

"You...you...a group of white-eyed wolves!"

Bai Qiu Ling was so angry that her chest was undulating, and the towel in her hand fell heavily on the ice bucket.

In the upstairs room, the season father listened to the quarrel downstairs, shook his head, sighed, and extended his fingers, gently stroking the yellowed picture in his hand.

"Zi Lin, it’s all bad for Dad. Dad shouldn’t be rushing you away. Dad is now... I really miss you when you are at home."

In the photo, the young girl raised her lips and smiled, and it was Ning Xiaofei’s mother, Zi Zilin, who had died young.

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Lanting Apartment.

Ning Xiaofei came out of the bathroom and saw Mu Tianye playing the glass bottle with her paper crane.

"Don't move my things!"

She immediately came over and took the bottle from his hand and took it into her arms.

The bottle is either the note he left for her, or the poem in the text message he sent to her. She copied it on the note... all the sheets were folded into paper cranes in the bottle, and now there are quite a few, various The color paper cranes overlap in one place and look very beautiful.

Pulling her to her lap and sitting down, Mu Tianye raised her hand to help her manage her hair, bent down to bury her nose in her hair, gently sniffed, and then wrote a good one. The note paper was sent to her hand.

Ning Xiaofei opened the note and placed the bottle aside and carefully folded it.