Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Zino was very excited tonight. After telling a story, he had to listen to something else. Later, even Shen Youran forgot the time.

When she finished the fifth, she glanced at Zino in her arms. He was asleep, his mouth slightly beeped, and the sound of sleeping was quiet and well-behaved.

She moved the numb arm pressed by him, and as she moved, Zino rubbed uncomfortably in her arms, and her leg hit the dazed Ji Jinchuan.

Ji Jinchuan was suddenly awakened and looked at them sideways, seeing Jinuo asleep in Shen Youran's arms, he gradually collected his thoughts: "I took him back to the room."

After saying too much, Shen Youran's throat was a little dry, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Be gentle, don't wake him up."

Ji Jinchuan said with a gentle "um", picked Jino out of her arms, lifted her feet and walked out, and Shen Youran followed behind him.

Going downstairs, to Jinuo's room, Ji Jinchuan put him on the bed, took out his pajamas from the closet, and replaced him skillfully.

Shen Youran wanted to step forward to help, but he had no more experience than him and had to stand by.

Ji Jinchuan tucked in the quilt for Ji Nuo, then straightened up and turned to look at Shen Youran a few steps away.

Shen Youran narrowed his eyes and walked out of the room.

She went downstairs and looked at the European clock on the wall. It was close to eleven. It was so late!

The Christmas tree in the living room was still lit, and the colorful lights flashed, each with a different color.

She walked to the sofa and took out her cell phone from her bag. There was a missed call on it, which Lin Moan called half an hour ago.

She put the phone back in her bag and carried it outside the living room.

Ji Jinchuan stood on the stairs and said in a deep voice: "It's too late, you will stay here tonight."

"No." She threw a sentence and walked to the entrance, took her coat from the hanger, put the bag on the shoe cabinet at the entrance, and after wearing the clothes, she took the bag to go.

Ji Jinchuan came down from the stairs and walked up to her, grabbing her wrist: "It's so heavy under the snow, it's easy to have an accident. What can you do if you stay here overnight?"

Shen wanted to break free of his hand, but was tightly clamped by him. She looked at him coldly: "I have no habit of living in someone's home."

The two stood at the door of the living room, and the cold wind was blowing, Shen Youran's hair was blown by the wind, and swept across Ji Jinchuan's face, a crisp and itchy itch.

His eyes locked on her face, his voice low and gentle: "This is also your home."

Shen Youran sneered: "It used to be, but it's not now."

Ji Jinchuan didn’t mind her mocking tone, her face remained the same: “Then you’re here as a hotel, you’re walking tomorrow morning, okay?”

"I can't afford such a high-end hotel." She shook his hand and walked out of the living room quickly.

Ji Jinchuan turned back to the coffee table, took the car key, and hurried out. Shen Youran was already in the car. He went down the stairs to his car and pulled in the door to sit in.

Seeing this, Shen Youran guessed that he was going to send himself, get off the car, came to the black Maybach, and knocked on the window.

After the window was lowered, she looked at him coldly, her indifferent tone piercing through the snow, with a trace of coldness: "What are you going to do?"

Ji Jinchuan inserted the car key into the hole: "Since you refuse to stay, then I will send you back."

She refused decisively: "I don't need it."