Lu Shaoxin's sharp treasure: Ma'am, good night!

It's fine to quarrel, and he can still be cheeky to pester Mo Qi for forgiveness.But last night she slept with someone else, and Han Jiahui was there, could he go in?

Seeing that it wasn't a quarrel, Sun Cheng had a flash of inspiration: "Desire to be dissatisfied? Life is not harmonious?"

"Cough cough..."

Lu Zong poured a glass of water and just took a sip and choked.

He really regretted letting the old man move in with him.

"If you 'can't do it', you are all men, just tell me, I have dozens of prescriptions here, and I guarantee you will be 'lively and alive' after drinking it."

Lu Zong gritted his teeth and glared at him: "Don't force me to be disrespectful to you."

He's 'ok'!It's just too good, and there is nowhere to vent, so the spirit is depressed!
At this time, Yan came back from running outside, his face was not red and he was not out of breath. If the sweat on his forehead didn't prove that he had gone for a run, no one would believe him.

Sun Cheng waved at him: "Yan, what's wrong with your master? I vaguely heard last night, you guys came back very late, right?"

Although Yan didn't talk much, he saw many things very clearly.

He said: "A guest came last night."

"Male and female?"

"Female."

"Friend Mo Qi?"

"Yes."

Immediately, Sun Cheng understood. Seeing his handsome face like black charcoal, he clicked his tongue twice in sympathy: "It turns out that my girlfriend slept with someone else, and they lived together before they got married, and now they can't get used to being around the bed." Nobody, deserve it."

With a bang, Lu Zong put the water glass back on the table: "Don't forget, Mo Qi's hand is ready!"

Sun Cheng obviously didn't understand what fear meant: "Oh, what, want to kill a donkey? You are willing, your little Qiqi will not let you do that."

Lu Zong picked up the phone.

Seeing this, the old man suddenly felt bad, and quickly grabbed him: "What are you doing?"

"Call my grandpa."

"You brat, can't you just say a few words about you? Am I wrong? In our time, we slept with little girls before we got married to make her look down upon."

Lu Zong gritted his teeth: "The times are different."

What's more, is it that he doesn't want to marry?I mentioned it last time, but Mo Qi didn't agree.

"No matter how different it is, you still have to be responsible to Mo Qi. If you start messing around and end up abandoning it, hum." Although he didn't say what happened next, anyone with a discerning eye knows what it is.

Lu Zong didn't listen to him at all, because he would never give up on Mo Qi in his life.

Suddenly, there was a sound of thumping footsteps from upstairs, and then she saw Han Jiahui rushing down the stairs with disheveled hair, and when she looked at the three people in the living room, she was stunned.

That expression is as confused as it is said to be.

Where is she, where is this place, why is she here?

If she was so panicked, it had something to do with Mo Qi.

Because Mo Qi went back to the bedroom to wash after waking up, so when Han Jiahui opened her eyes, the side was empty.

Then she found that her clothes had been changed, and a new set was sitting next to the bed, with nothing under her pajamas.

Can such a scene make her not afraid?

At that moment, she immediately suspected that something in the novel had happened to her. Last night, she drank a piece of tea and spent the night with a certain man, and she even had someone bring her home!

Han Jiahui's first reaction was to run, but when she saw Lu Zong as soon as she went downstairs, she was so frightened that her legs went limp.

But it wasn't because she was scared when she saw him, but because she realized that the clothes were changed by Mo Qi, and she slept here, there was no bloody drama, and she didn't lose her virginity.

"Jiahui? Why are you sitting on the floor, Jiahui?"

Mo Qi went to the guest room after washing and found no one, so she hurried downstairs, and saw Han Jiahui sitting in the living room with disheveled hair, and ran towards her in surprise.

With her mouth deflated, Han Jiahui hugged her and cried loudly, "I was scared to death..."

Mo Qi is such an exquisite person, she immediately knew what she was thinking, and comforted her: "We went out together last night, how could I let you alone? Get up quickly, the ground is cold."

A few minutes later, the two girlfriends were sitting at the dining table eating porridge, and an old man next to him stared at Han Jiahui curiously, making her feel embarrassed.

But who is the opponent?
"Little girl, are you broken in love?"

Mo Qi: "Ahem..."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Cheng's eyes were so sharp, and he asked directly. She hurriedly looked at her best friend.

But Han Jiahui didn't show any expression of grief, but stirred the porridge in the bowl and said, "Yes, do you have a grandson, you can introduce them to me."

Changing Sun Cheng this time was choked, and the young people nowadays are too capable of recovering from emotional injuries!

You must know that back then, he...

Forget it, don't mention the year.

Sun Cheng somewhat admired her strength: "I don't have a grandson, but I know a good young man, I can introduce you to him."

Lu Zong raised his eyebrows, Mo Qi had an ominous premonition, but before she could stop her, the old man said: "His surname is Ji, his name is Ji Heng, and he is a doctor."

slap-

The spoon in Han Jiahui's hand fell into the bowl, and she was stunned.

She has hid here, how can she still hear the name surnamed Ji? !

Seeing her strange expression, Sun Cheng was curious: "What's the matter, do you know each other?"

Mo Qi hurriedly said to her best friend: "Grandpa Cheng just returned to the imperial capital not long ago, and he only knows two or three people..."

Han Jiahui lowered her head: "Qi, you don't need to explain, I'm fine."

After finishing the porridge in one gulp, she forcefully put down the bowl and looked at the old man: "I just broke up with the person you mentioned called Ji Heng."

Sun Cheng was surprised, knowing that he had caused trouble, stood up from the dining table in embarrassment, and muttered to himself: "I was packing something just now, I'm getting old, why did I suddenly forget..."

While muttering, he walked away from the dining room and quickly entered the room.

Lu Zong: Cunning.

Han Jiahui smiled: "Qi, who is that old grandpa? He's so cute."

Lu Zong: "..."

She must be blind.

Mo Qi replied: "His name is Sun Cheng, he is an old Chinese doctor, he is very powerful, he healed my hand."

Come to think of it, my best friend said before that it was a very powerful old god who healed her.Han Jiahui nodded and took out her mobile phone from her pocket. Today is Saturday and she doesn't have to go to school.

Ignoring the dozens of missed calls, she asked, "Can I stay with you for a day?"

"Of course, I already called my aunt for you last night. She knows you are here."

Han Jiahui hugged her arm emotionally: "Qi, you are so kind, I love you."

Lu Zong bit his cheek, his eyes darkened.

Seemingly feeling a strange gaze, Han Jiahui inexplicably felt that her back was a little cold, she raised her head and happened to see the man pour a glass of water and leave the restaurant.

She: "I'm pestering you, Senior Lu won't be jealous, right?"

Mo Qi recalled the scene of him hugging her last night, and tried not to raise the corners of her mouth: "No way."

Lu Zong walked to the living room, took out his mobile phone and sent a message: You must arrive within 10 minutes, otherwise no one will open the door for you.

The other party was already on the road, and when he saw the message from his brother, he burst into a foul language: "Fuck, I don't know if there will be a traffic jam at this time, and I can't fly."