Lu Jingchi put down her, took out her phone and turned it off, and sat beside Jiang Lan for dinner with her.

Jiang Lan stared at him for a while before silently picking up the chopsticks to eat.

And Lu Jingchi became particularly strange, and he always wanted to feed her.

When Jiang Lan saw the spoon she handed over, she reluctantly opened her mouth and swallowed the spoon of porridge.

She glanced at Lu Jingchi from the bottom of her eyes, not knowing what wind he was smoking. He fed her to eat on his own, regardless of whether she could eat it.

Whether it was bathing her or feeding her, Jiang Lan felt that he was taking care of the toys.

Just like before, Jiang Lan also liked to change clothes and comb his hair for his dolls.

She looks like his toy.

After eating for half an hour, Jiang Lan really couldn't eat it anymore. Don't start, and it means he couldn't eat it anymore.

"Last mouth, obedient."

Jiang Lan pursed her lips, and she touched her round belly, and endured her vomiting and ate the piece of meat.

And at this moment, the doorbell outside rings wildly.

Jiang Lan was slightly stunned, and she looked up at Lu Jingchi.

The latter frowned, and after a moment, he put down his chopsticks and said, "You go to bed first."

Jiang Lan didn't say anything, but got up and walked upstairs.

Lu Jingchi stood up and went to open the door. When he opened the door, he saw Xia Yan standing at the door soaked.

The moment the door opened, she rushed in and rushed into Lu Jingchi's arms.

"Jingchi, why don't you answer my phone?"

Hearing her crying voice, Jiang Lan, who had walked to the last step, subconsciously turned around and saw the scene of the two hugging.

She stood still, staring at the two people at the door.

A great irony came to her face, like a slap, making her head heavy and her feet light.

The man who was considerate to her a second ago turned around and hugged another woman.

Her self-touching is like a huge joke.

Lu Jingchi looked down at Xia Yan, and after she had cried enough, he spoke: "Why are you here?"

Xia Yan raised her head and cried with the rain. She looked at the man nervously and aggrievedly, "Jingchi, are you angry with me?"

"I can explain."

"No need to explain, I believe you." Lu Jingchi interrupted what Xia Yan wanted to say later.

Jiang Lan could no longer bear to watch it. Maybe she had eaten too much, and her stomach was turbulent. She covered her mouth and rushed to the bathroom, holding the toilet, vomiting so dark.

These words made Xia Yan stunned for a long time, and even forgot to cry, "You..."

Xia Yan was a little at a loss, "Do you believe me?"

Lu Jingchi looked up and pushed away the wet hair on her face, without disgusting her, "Of course."

There was no expression on his face, and this didn't sound like a false statement. Xia Yan suddenly didn't know where to start with his words.

More guilt and grievances came up, and she felt that she could no longer raise her head in front of Lu Jingchi.

"I...me and I and that..." She wanted to lie to him and said nothing happened, but when she saw Lu Jingchi's trusting eyes, she couldn't say anything at the end of her words.

Lu Jingchi sorted out her hair and said seriously: "It goes without saying that, my body is wet."

As he said, he said like Mrs. Lin over there: "Go and get her a set of clothes."

Mrs. Lin was stunned and hesitated: "What is Miss Xia's room?"

Mrs. Lin is a little confused now. Judging from the relationship between Miss Xia and Lu Jingchi, there is also a wife upstairs.

The life of rich people is so chaotic.

"Get whatever you want, why don't you go!"

Mrs. Lin was shocked, and immediately nodded and ran upstairs, came to Jiang Lan's bedroom, and knocked on the door.
Chapter completed!