Chapter 242 Crazy Temptation on the Edge of Derailment 6.29

"It's not me, Luo Xiaoling, listen to me, that's not what I did."

"It jumped out on its own, and it has nothing to do with me."

After speaking, the two were stunned at the same time.

This word, it seems.

Sound familiar?

Glancing at each other, Luo Mio's eyes widened.

"You didn't believe me before, I said I didn't do it, but you, you..."

The more you talk, the more angry you get.

He just took the blame for no reason, and he became a salted fish again.

Anger.

"No, no, no, I am, I can't help it, it's not that I don't believe you, really."

Wen Qi tried to defend himself.

I was also very depressed.

How could there be that kind of movie on the computer in his break room.

It's simply unscientific.

"Luo Xiaoling, you believe me, I have only seen you alone, and I only want to see you alone."

Wen Qi further expressed his position, not forgetting to emphasize his single-mindedness.

Luo Mio snorted without smiling, "You didn't make it, is it a ghost?" โ€

Hearing the prayer choked.

The conscience of heaven and earth, it was really not his doing.

He...

Wait.

Uncle Fu said earlier that Dong Nan had left him good things in the lounge.

He happened to receive a call from the company on the way, and he went to the study to deal with a document.

When I got to the lounge, I heard...

So...

"Dong Nan!"

Wen Qi grinded his teeth fiercely.

This guy.

Luo Mio saw his face and listened to the name.

Suddenly.

The guy who called him Mrs. Sister-in-law did it.

Very good.

The little book is written.

Wait until he wakes up.

Pulled the quilt over himself, ready to lie down.

"Hey, what are you doing up here, go down."

Before he could close his eyes, he felt that the bed was dented, and he unhappily reached out and pushed the culprit.

The tone is disgusted.

Smelling the prayer, he touched his nose and played a scoundrel.

"This is my room, the bed is mine, the quilt is mine, even you are mine, so I have to sleep here."

Relying on this, Luo Mio didn't have much strength, and got into the quilt strongly.

Reach out and hug the person and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Luo Mio grimaced, and made a note in the small notebook again.

...

"Young Master, are your clothes hanging in the master bedroom or..."

When Uncle Fu heard this, he went downstairs and stepped forward to ask with a freshly collected white shirt.

Wen Qi glanced at it, "Put it in the master bedroom." โ€

Uncle Fu nodded, took two steps and turned around.

"Young master, you don't have to leave the clothes basket outside the door in the future, just ask them to collect it."

"Otherwise, some dirt needs to be cleaned in time, and it will be difficult to take care of it after a long time."

Wen Qi was stunned.

I didn't care about the latter words at all

"Clothes basket outside the door?"

When did he leave the coat basket outside the door?

Seeing that Uncle Fu looked at him puzzled, he picked at the blue tendons on his forehead.

At this time, Luo Mio yawned and came down from the upper floor wearing white home slippers.

Raised his eyes: "Luo Xiaoling, should you explain this dress to me." โ€

The sleepy-eyed Luo Mio lifted her eyelids.

Lazy looking.

(โŠ™oโŠ™)โ€ฆ

There was a puzzled little expression on his face.

"What's wrong with this dress, it's very clean."

Wen Qi smiled, and said with an unknown meaning.

"Yes, it's pretty clean, it's the one who wore it yesterday, and the skin looks like a monkey."

Luo Mio was very surprised, "Didn't you wear it yesterday?" โ€

Wen Qi, Wen Qi was stuck in his throat in one breath.

It took a long time before a sentence was squeezed out between his teeth.

"Luo Xiaoling, you are so skinny, do I know?"

Luo Mio moved her toes weakly.

Then he was frank again.

"Isn't this your favorite, how could you not know."

Wen Qi: ... He was speechless to _(:ะท"โˆ )_