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My Husband, Warm the Bed

Chapter: 1103

“You really don’t open which pot to lift which pot.” Dai Li was so heartbroken that she glared at Ji Rou and said, “You are not a woman, you don’t understand. Shopping can satisfy all our women’s vanity and heal all wounds. Shopping is The most enjoyable thing in a woman’s life.”
Ji Rou asked the waiter for the menu and handed it to Dai Li: “Before this, I had never heard that shopping can heal injuries.”
“I haven’t heard of it before, so I can try it later.” Dai Li picked up the menu and looked at it. “I’ll just have a cup of honey grapefruit tea. What would you like to drink?”
Ji Rou beat her tired calf while saying, “I want a cup of red jujube longan tea with some sugar.”
Dai Li asked: “I heard the prince say you like chicken legs or something. Would you like to have two more pairs of fried chicken legs?”
Ji Rou showed the menu to Dai Li, but didn’t want to see the meat on the menu drooling, but Dai Li didn’t understand it, so she mentioned it specially.
Ji Rou instinctively took a look around, and wanted to call the waiter to bring 20 pairs of chicken legs, so that she could make up for all the regrets of these days, but finally gave up.
If she eats chicken thighs stealthily, the bastard Qin Yinze knows about it, and it is estimated that she will be deprived of her freedom to go shopping with her friends in the future.
Oh oh…
Think about it, how miserable her life is!
“Forget it, just drink something. Don’t eat such greasy food at night. Digestion is not good, which affects sleep.” Ji Rou could not say this before. Now it is forced by the situation.
Dai Li ordered a meal with the waiter, and said: “It seems that the prince is very loyal to you. I just want to know a little bit about you from him, and he lied to me. Just ask you to eat chicken drumsticks. , You can call me to call mother.”
“Listen to his nonsense!” Ji Rou was still a little sad thinking that the chicken drumsticks could not be eaten in front of her eyes, and she slumped on the table and said, “If you want to know about me, just ask me, and ask the prince why.”
Dai Li smirked: “I want to know the secret about you. I will only be sure of victory when I rob you of a man in the future. If you ask you about this kind of thing, can you tell me?”
Ji Rou said sadly: “I wish I would give you the surname Qin, but that mean man didn’t know which of the tendons was wrong, he just pestered me every day.” She was tossed by him last night, and now she Also backache.
“Ji Rou, let me tell you, don’t show off how loyal he is to you in front of me!” When mentioned this matter, Dai Li was depressed. The surname Qin was a major stain in her glorious life. It can’t be wiped off.
Ji Rou sighed on the table, “If you don’t mention it, don’t mention it. I don’t want to mention him anyway.”
I just don’t want to mention him, but I think of him when doing everything. She is really oppressed and schizophrenic.
Dai Li approached Ji Rou and asked mysteriously: “Ji Rou, tell me honestly, what is the relationship between you and that surname Qin?”
What is the relationship between them?
A legal relationship between husband and wife!
But Ji Rou didn’t want to admit that she was looking forward to it every day, hoping that Qin Yinze would get nervous again and called the staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau to the door to complete the divorce procedures for the two of them.
Obviously, this dream is unlikely to happen from the current situation. The man Qin Yinze is very stubborn, it seems that what he has identified is difficult to change.
After thinking for a long time, Ji Rou gave Dai Li an answer that she thought was very accurate: “Bed companionship!”
Dai Li was also not surprised by this answer, but a little bit lost and a little angry: “Ji Rou, you said you put him to sleep, and you promised to give him to me, you liar.”
Ji Rou was wronged. When she promised Dai Li, she really wanted to give Qin Yinze to Dai Li, but this idea was more difficult to realize.
Thinking of putting Qin Yinze to sleep, Ji Rou felt uncomfortable: “Dai Li, let me ask you, do you think I am a very bad woman?”
Dai Li glanced at her: “Why do you suddenly ask?”
Ji Rou took two sips of red jujube longan tea from the waiter and said with a bleak expression: “I obviously like a man in my heart, but I slept with another man… The key is that I enjoy it.”
“This is not bad, this is Huaxin, this is like eating the bowl and thinking about the pot.” Dai Li is also a poisonous tongue. Anything that can be thought of harming people is used on Ji Rou.
Ji Rou glared at her: “I’m so fucking blind, how can I be friends with a woman like you.”
Dai Li said, “I wonder how I became friends with a woman like you. Those women used to avoid me.”
“Who told you to be such a poisonous tongue? You deserve to be a friend.” Ji Rou hurt Dai Li a bit, still depressed in her heart, “Waiter, do you have any wine here?”
Without waiting for the waiter to answer, Dai Li pulled up Ji Rou: “What kind of wine to drink, let me, the master of emotion, give you a good analysis of your current psychological state.”
Ji Roubai took a look at Dai Li: “You? Master of emotion? I don’t think you are like you, otherwise you won’t be complained by the man surnamed Qin because of the card.”
Dai Li roared with anger: “Ji Rou, what is my hatred or grievance with you? Let’s stop mentioning this kind of thing in the future, okay?”
Seeing the good-looking gazes cast around him, Ji Rou quickly patted Dai Li’s hand: “Oh, keep your voice down, don’t let everyone in the world know that you have been rejected by a man.”
Dai Li: “…” Never be friends with Ji Rou, a woman who always cuts her knife.
Dai Li took a deep breath and then took a deep breath. It took a long time to calm down her emotions. She felt that she could not let the little girl Ji Rou be bullied. She wanted to know Ji Rou’s weakness, and later attack Ji Rou and let Ji Rou know that she was stabbed in the chest. The taste.
Dai Li said again: “Then do you want me to analyze and analyze with you?”
Ji Rou doesn’t have any female friends. Only Dai Li can analyze the problem for her. So whether you believe Dai Li or not, Ji Rou decides to listen to her: “Then you tell me.”
Dai Li cleared her throat and sat upright again, posing a serious look: “I tell you, you should have a good impression of the surname Qin. No, the good impressions may be too little, I think you should be I kind of like him.”
“Dai Li, don’t talk nonsense about this. I just like a dog, and I can’t like him.” Yes, it’s impossible. How could she like him? It was too late for her to hate him, so how could she like him.
“Isn’t that right? Why are you panicking?” Dai Li smiled, an expression that I could see through, “Ji Rou, the more you rush to deny it, it proves that you feel for him in your heart. “

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