"Boss King is back!"
"Ahhh! Cao Cao is here!"
"Why didn't Mike come back together?"
"This old man is...?"
Ma Lei helped Professor Qin walk in and sat on the European-style leather sofa.
When everyone's eyes were waiting for him to speak, to solve their confusion...
Those deep eyes lifted a glance upstairs, and the cold frosty face traversed the hidden warmth, spreading to the entire face like a thousand-year iceberg, only one sentence he was interested in for the first time. problem:
"Sister Jia, where is it?"
Everyone, like they were participating in an answering program, rushed to raise their hands to answer-
"Report to the boss, Sister Jia has just returned to the room!" The two bodyguards said in unison.
"No! Sister Jia, she will go back to the room and take a shower first!" The butler described in detail.
"King, Sister Jia will wait for you to come back together before starting dinner!" The chef was excited.
"Today, I gave full play to the driver's expertise. I specially brought Sister Jia to experience all-round sea, land and air activities. In just a short time, I experienced helicopters, beach sports cars, and deep sea diving!"
The foreign driver with the most substandard Chinese accent is eloquently inviting credit for the longest sentence.
After listening to this, Marai's arm on the sofa trembled, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
He immediately stood up, before he had time to drink a sip of water, he rushed to the princess room upstairs.
Push them to go.
Jia Meng had just finished bathing and walked out surrounded by three servants.
The girl's short wet hair was naturally scattered on her head, and a few playful bangs hung on her forehead.
Her usual pale complexion, under the steam of the hot water, added a ruddy complexion.
She was wearing a set of pink home clothes and a pair of rabbit-head slippers on her feet, making her look like a cute student girl.
Seeing Marei staring at him from top to bottom with a pair of black eyes.
Jia Meng was shy, but couldn't help being honest, and immediately dismissed the servants.
The slippers on your feet are like a pair of running shoes, flattening Marei's arms at the speed of a rabbit!
Seeing this, the servants didn't have time to say hello to the boss, they hurriedly broke the door hand in hand, and gently helped them close the door!
"Are you okay?" Marley leaned forward and hugged Jia Meng's waist tightly.
The temperature of his nails and the heat of Jia Meng after bathing are intertwined.
Liangrao's body became hot instantly.
"Everything is fine. The only bad thing is that I miss you!"
Jia Meng's fist hit Marley's chest, and a cherry mouth whispered.
Marei lowered his eyes, held Jia Meng's blushing cheeks in both hands, and couldn't help but lightly bite at the cherry.
He put his hand on the tip of Jia Meng's hair, his fingers were like a comb, helping Jia Meng tidy up the hair that was too late to comb after bathing.
If he could, he really wanted to leave her memory in dust with the years and never help her untie it.
But, is that really good for her
Should Professor Qin's treatment plan be used
Marley frowned, the corners of his mouth twitched, and with the unresolved questions along the way, he fell into thinking again.
"Didn't you pick up Grandpa Qin? What about others?" Jia dreamed of this important matter.
"under."
Marei embraced Jia Meng, treated her as an incapable child, and led her downstairs.
Jia Meng saw Professor Qin sitting on the sofa at a glance.
He was still wearing a Tang suit, with a kind smile under the wrinkles on his face.
"Grandpa Qin, you are here!"
Like a happy rabbit, she ran out of Marley's arms and held Professor Qin's hands.
"Wow, it turned out to be Sister Jia's grandfather!"
"Hmm, no wonder King King has to pick it up in person!"
"But why did I hear Mike call Professor Qin that night?"
"Sister Jia seems to be born in a scholarly family, so grandpa is a professor."
…
The servant babbled quietly.
Although everyone's volume is very high, everyone except Professor Qin who is older and somewhat hard-earned. ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
Jia Meng panicked and explained: "Actually, Professor Qin doesn't..."
"Actually, Professor Qin was not invited by Sister Jia, but I was invited."
Marley interrupted Jia Meng's words and explained after her talk.
Jia Meng didn't know why, but he didn't even remember whether he had ever seen Grandpa. It would be good to think of Professor Qin as Grandpa Qin, so there are no more. New 81 Chinese network update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/
Just in the middle of the conversation, the hard-working chef has already prepared lunch.
The rectangular dining table was filled with abundant food.
The big dish placed in the center is the "Steamed Pipa Shrimp" made by Jia Meng himself.
The housekeeper, servants, bodyguards, chef and driver soon took their seats like hungry wolves.
Generally, the workers in the house cannot have a meal with the owner.
But in Mare’s Sands Villa, this is an exception.
Although they are all workers in name, they are actually more like family members.
Maybe this is why everyone loves their king boss so much, Jia Meng.
"King, this is the dish that Sister Jia ordered for you. Please enjoy the steamed pipa shrimp."
The chef stood up and put several freshly cooked and tender prawns on the plates of Marai and Jia Meng.
The corners of Marei's mouth raised, and Jia Meng looked at each other with a knowing smile.
The steamed pipa shrimp was a dish he brought her when they first met.
It seems that Jia Meng's current memory retains such beautiful memories.
If she only remembers the beautiful things, what's wrong
Why must she restore her past memories
What if there is more pain in those memories
Marley unconsciously fell into a tangled contemplation Zheng
Jia Meng took a bite of the shrimp, and when the tender and juicy delicacy reached his stomach, his whole body was numb.
It is the happiness brought by food!
The family was enjoying lunch with relish.
This is the second family-style warm scene that I enjoyed with Uncle Wang and the others since the last time I was at the Prairie Farm.
She had to remember again when she was in Q City, either eating alone or listening to Tang Wan and Jia Ming's sword and shadow at the dining table.
This made her more grateful to the man sitting next to him.
Jia Meng raised his head and couldn't help but want to see his chiseled handsome face.
However, she saw Marley's face pale, thin lips white, and even her eyes were full of melancholy!
A closer look revealed that his eye sockets were still a little red, and there was a layer of mist in those black eyes, crystal clear.
"What's wrong with you?" Jia Meng put down the cutlery in his hands.
A gentle palm immediately spread on Marley's forehead, very concerned.