Kiss The Little Rose (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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After hearing his words, Ji Mingzhu was about to close the door again.

When the sound of "bang" came through, Jiang Ji looked at the closed door in front of him, and didn't keep knocking on the door.

He waited quietly for three seconds.

as predicted.

After this, the door slowly opened again.

Ji Mingzhu glanced at him, her tone tugging, "You really have no place to live?"

"Ok."

"Come in with your luggage." Ji Mingzhu opened the door and looked at the person in front of him, "Remember, you are not allowed to sleep on the sofa, you can only sleep on the floor."

"Where's the bed?" Jiang Ji's tone was ordinary, as if discussing the weather of the day.

Ji Mingzhu looked at him for a long while, "What you think is so beautiful, if you don't want to sleep on the floor, I can close the door now."

At this moment, Jiang Ji didn't dare to take an inch, took the luggage and walked inside.

Ji Mingzhu knew that he had come in, but didn't even look at it. She just pointed a place, "No, you can find a place to lay the floor at random. There is floor heating here, so don't call it cold."

As if seeing through his strategy, Ji Mingzhu raised her chin and walked directly to the bathroom with her pajamas.

Because Jiang Ji interrupted, she just hadn't had time to wash.

When the sound of rustling water came from the bathroom, Jiang Ji calmed down.

He looked in the direction that Ji Mingzhu was pointing at random just now, and contemplated for a while.

Ji Mingzhu spent a long time inside. When she came out, Jiang Ji's eyes closed tightly, as if she was extremely tired.

Spread his hands freely, and he almost leaned back on the sofa. The light from the suite fell down and spread on his face, which looked particularly good.

Jiang Ji has always looked like a dog, and she really didn't have to choose her appearance.

Ji Mingzhu walked over slowly, and tentatively called him, "...Jiang Ji?"

no response.

She stretched out her toes and tentatively touched his calf side.

Still no response, probably dead asleep.

Jiang Ji is cold and cold on weekdays, but in fact he is very popular with girls, Qinghu is cold, and forced to be a king.

But now when I close my eyes, it doesn't seem to be bad, it's a little softer than usual.

Ji Mingzhu thought, and immediately bowed his head to move up and played with his eyelashes.

I have to say that this man's eyelashes are thick and long.

Ji Mingzhu played around for a while, feeling boring, swept down and fixed his lip.

She seemed to be able to perceive the touch on Jiang Ji's mouth out of thin air, soft and cool.

In ancient times, Jiang Ji was definitely a deserted scholar with red lips and white teeth.

She... is the charming princess who picks yin and nourishes yang.

Thinking of this, Ji Mingzhu smiled softly.

But when she looked back, she couldn't laugh, she couldn't laugh at all.