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"Really?" He Mingrui heard Jiang Mochuan's words, and looked at Jiang Mochuan somewhat inconceivably.

If Chen Xi and her aunt are really in a mother-daughter relationship, isn't the person she has always loved in her heart being her cousin?

"Watch it for yourself." Jiang Mochuan thought that He Mingrui didn't believe what he said, so he went to the cabinet under his desk and took out the photo He Mingrui gave him.

"Hey~Who is this woman, and why is she so similar to Sister Xi?" He Shuhao, who was on the side, leaned to He Mingrui and glanced at the picture Jiang Mochuan had given He Mingrui.

Then he said something unconsciously.

"Do you think it's very similar?" He Mingrui turned to look at He Shuhao and asked again emphatically.

"Yes, look at these eyes, they look a lot like those of Sister Xi." He Shuhao nodded and said.

"Wait~ this woman won't belong to Sister Xi~" He Shuhao reacted a little, and looked at Jiang Mochuan and He Mingrui asking in surprise.

Both Jiang Mochuan and He Mingrui knew what He Shuhao wanted to ask.

"Don't tell Xi'er yet, wait until this matter has been investigated, and then tell her." Jiang Mochuan nodded at He Shuhao, and then told He Mingrui and He Shuhao not to talk to Chen Xi.

Although the photo is now restored, it can almost be seen that the woman in the photo is indeed related to Chen Xi.

But now that Chen Xi's biological mother has not been found any whereabouts, Jiang Mochuan does not want to let Chen Xi hope and disappoint.

...

"Go to bed early tonight, and there will be business tomorrow." Jiang Mochuan reminded them after they returned home with Chen Xi, He Mingrui and He Shuhao.

Anyway, my home is big enough and there are many rooms.

They live as long as they want.

As long as he doesn't have any thoughts about Chen Xi that he shouldn't have, Jiang Mochuan still doesn't mind letting the two of them live in his own home, and the atmosphere of the home can be lively and lively.

"How did the KTV matter last night be solved?" After Chen Xi and Jiang Mochuan returned to the room, Chen Xi looked at Jiang Mochuan who was packing his clothes and asked.

Seeing Jiang Mochuan's skillful folding clothes and distinguishing the colors of the clothes, Chen Xi felt that she could really be regarded as the happiest woman in the world.

A husband loves himself so much and is so capable: In this society where the floor is full of beautiful skins, it is really hard to find a man who Jiang Mochuan treats Chen Xi so sincerely.

"I didn't ask. If you want to go and see, I will take you to see after these two days." Jiang Mochuan raised his head and glanced at Chen Xi, then returned his eyes to the clothes in front of him and said.

"I won't go, let Officer Wang solve it."

"What do you think I am going to wear to the show tomorrow?" Chen Xi thought of tomorrow and it was time for her to perform with Zhu Ping, but she hadn't chosen her outfit yet.

"Just wear the red dress we bought together last time. Didn't you tell Zhu Ping that day?" When Jiang Mochuan heard Chen Xi talk about tomorrow's clothes again, he smiled in his heart, but didn't realize that Chen Xi sometimes It's also like a fish: only seven seconds of memory.

That day, Chen Xi told him that on the day of the performance, he would wear the red dress they bought at the mall together last time to perform. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Chen Xi forgot again.

"Yes, yes~ I almost can't remember that skirt if you don't say it." Chen Xi patted her head when she heard Jiang Mochuan's words.

"Don't shoot yourself, you are not to blame."

"Others were pregnant for three years, I allow you to be pregnant for six years." Jiang Mochuan saw Chen Xi patted his head because of his memory, walked to Chen Xi and held Chen Xi's hand.

"Don't spoil me like that anymore. If you let those little girls see you, they might chase me for several streets with a kitchen knife." Chen Xi was also very moved when he heard Jiang Mochuan's words. Up.

Then looked at Jiang Mochuan and said jokingly.

"Then would you like to be my little fan girl?" Jiang Mochuan heard Chen Xi's "little fan girl", and he almost didn't realize what it meant: When he reacted, Jiang Mochuan looked at Chen Xi affectionately. .

"Cut~ I'm not rare."

"You don't see how you appear in front of the public, there are so many little fans, anyway, there is no shortage of me, and there is not much more than me: I still won't **** them." Chen Xi threw away and was held by Jiang Mochuan Hand curled his mouth and said.

But my heart was sweet as if I had eaten a big pot of honey.

"I look down on those people, I only see you." Jiang Mochuan said with a smile.

"Hurry up and pack your clothes. You won't be too nauseous to say these things in the middle of the night." Chen Xi pushed away Jiang Mochuan.

I really don't know where Jiang Mochuan's emotional intelligence is now?

A big man who used to be so obedient and couldn't say anything, now he can speak love words.

...

"Zi'an, go take a shower, I have something else to tell you after washing." Wen Mengyang shouted in the room to Jiang Zi'an who was still in the living room reading mobile phone news.

"Oh~ I see." Jiang Zi'an turned his head and shouted to the door of the room, then turned off the phone and walked into the bathroom.

"Yang Yang~" Jiang Zian wrapped himself in a bath towel after washing out.

Then he approached Wen Mengyang ambiguously, hugged Wen Mengyang in his arms from behind Wen Mengyang, and gently exhaled heat into Wen Mengyang's ears.

"Well~ don't~ I'm really busy~ tell you." Wen Mengyang and Chen Xi are both sensitive muscles. After Jiang Zian's teasing, they almost couldn't help but weaken their legs.

Fortunately, Wen Mengyang did have something to tell Jiang Zian, and he had controlled himself alive.

"Yangyang, it's not suitable for talking now, suitable for doing." Jiang Zi'an didn't know why, as long as he saw Wen Mengyang, he couldn't control his hands and feet.

"..."

"No, you must listen to me." Wen Mengyang heard Jiang Zian's words and was helplessly silent for a while: then quickly turned around to face Jiang Zian, and put his hands on Jiang Zian's chest. Said with a serious face.

"En~you say, I'll listen." Jiang Zian reached out his hand and turned off the light on the wall behind him, and then moved Wen Mengyang back: the two of them naturally lay on the bed.

"You calm down first."

"Can you not do this every time. When I want to tell you something serious, you always do this." Wen Mengyang sighed helplessly when he saw that Jiang Zian's movements had not stopped.

The tone was full of disappointment.

Every time I want to say something to Jiang Zian, Jiang Zian comes to this set.

In the end, I fell asleep because I was too tired, and when I got up the next day I couldn't remember what I had to say to Jiang Zian the night before.