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Chapter 1839 Do you treat me as a pretty boy?

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    Since Xiao Moqing came to country Z, she has been tortured mentally and physically by this man. She is often late at work and leaves early. She is no longer the "working machine" she used to be.

    After washing up, Song Chujiu went downstairs.

    Xiao Moqing, who originally thought he had gone to Xiao Family, was actually sitting downstairs.

    Song Chujiu was extremely surprised when he saw him.

    "Why didn't you go out to work?"

    Xiao Moqing raised his head, his eyes darkened slightly, and displeasure appeared on his handsome eyebrows.

    "Is it bothering you?"

    ""

    Song Chujiu felt that what he asked was a very normal question.

    " Xiao Moqing is undoubtedly a workaholic. Once he is stuck at work, he is more serious than her. When she is sick, she can rest for a few days, but he works even though he is sick.

    ¡° Moreover, since she lived with him, she rarely saw Xiao Moqing when she woke up.

    Song Chujiu didn¡¯t want to get entangled in this topic, ¡°Have you eaten?¡±

    "No."

    Song Chujiu looked at the time and saw that it was almost noon. It was too late to prepare lunch, and she was indeed a little hungry now.

    ¡°Go out to eat together?¡±

    Xiao Moqing glanced at her, and then his expression softened slightly.

    "Um."

    Since he didn¡¯t have breakfast, Song Chujiu ate a little too much.

    When Song Chujiu walked out of the restaurant, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

    She raised her eyes and looked at the man beside her, "Are you going back to work soon?"

    Xiao Moqing's black eyes instantly turned cold.

    Song Chujiu added: "I just ate a little too much and wanted to take a walk. If you don't have work, do you want to go shopping together?"

    "Where to go?"

    Song Chujiu thought of the park he just passed by, "Then let's go to the park."

    Then, the two people slowly walked into the park and entered the tree-lined path.

    This park has a nice environment, quiet and quiet.

    Maybe it¡¯s because of the weekend, but from time to time there are young lovers sitting on the benches, playing and having fun.

    The appearance of Song Chujiu and Xiao Moqing attracted a lot of amazing eyes.

    The two people came to a deserted pavilion.

    Xiao Moqing took a tissue and wiped the stone bench repeatedly before finally sitting down.

    Song Chujiu was speechless when he looked at the man with mysophobia.

    It¡¯s midsummer now, and the surrounding temperature is very high.

    Song Chujiu wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked around.

    Seeing that she seemed to be looking for something, Xiao Moqing asked, "What are you looking at?"

    "I'm a little thirsty." Song Chujiu saw a stall selling drinks under a tree not far away, so he said, "Wait for me here for a while, and I'll buy two bottles of water."

    When Song Chujiu was about to buy a drink, Xiao Moqing grabbed her.

    "I go."

    Song Chujiu glanced at the hot sun and then at Xiao Moqing.

    "The sun is quite shining, I'd better go."

    "A pampered person like Xiao Moqing usually has others serve him tea and water, and everything is done with just one phone call. How can he get used to doing this kind of thing?

    Song Chujiu is different from him. She has endured hardships and doesn¡¯t care much about it.

    not to mention¡­¡­

    Song Chujiu passed by Xiao Moqing's fair and flawless handsome face calmly.

    His skin color is very fair, and he looks like he has thin skin and tender flesh. It would be a pity if he was tanned

    She now relies on his face to convince herself to endure this man's unpredictable and bad temper.

    As soon as Song Chujiu took a step, someone grabbed his wrist.

    Xiao Moqing's brows were frowned tightly, and there was an obvious coldness on his face.

    "You think of me as a pretty boy?"

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