Male God Please Lie Down

Fan Jiawen watched Ji Qingming put on a new look and a man appeared shiningly on his arm, and his mood suddenly became heavier.

She looked at Feng Jin carefully and found that this person was not familiar at all.

Instinctively guessed that this dead girl must have been messed up by someone, and the cover method that she came up with was the only way to spend money to hire someone to help her pretend.

Haha, let her tear up their disguised skin.

Standing on one side, Ji Yaran stared at Ji Qingming jealously. This dress is so beautiful. Her figure is too flat, not suitable for such a beautiful dress at all.

If you wear this skirt yourself, it will definitely look even better.

"How ashamed of me? It's strange how I am ashamed of spending such a big day with my fiance."

Ji Qingming naturally knew what Fan Jiawen was thinking, she blinked innocently, and hugged Feng Jin tightly.

"fiancé!"

Ji Weishan looked at Feng Jinqi Yuxuanang, showing talents, and instinctively must be a superior.

It would be nice if the family had such a son-in-law.

When Ji Weishan has reached his position today, he naturally knows what he wants.

However, Fan Jiawen also knew Ji Weishan very well, and she knew what he was thinking about in his heart.

Ha ha... fakes can't be true, like Ji Qingming's ordinary friends, she knows all of them, ha ha, how can this be possible to find a rich and handsome fiancé.

Now, she definitely won't let Ji Qingming's little tricks succeed.

"Husband, she usually goes home from school, and everyone we know knows how it is possible to find such a good fiancé."

Fan Jiawen tugged at Ji Weishan's arm, anyway, she didn't have anything to say clearly. In short, between the lines is naked-naked, Ji Qingming was a fake and acting.

The people around were also watching, and they all understood in seconds.

This kind of thing is actually quite common.

"Ji Qingming, you are still able to live longer, who told you to look for your fiancé outside?"

At the moment, Ji Weishan glared at Ji Qingming.

"You can't control my business, you can take care of your second-milk, and my mother can take care of my business."

Ji Qingming smiled coldly.

"Qing Ming——"

Wu Yue was still very worried. At this time, watching Ji Qingming come back safe and sound, her mood became extremely good, so the child was fine and everything was fine.

"Do you think I can control you?"

With that said, Ji Weishan stretched out his hand towards Ji Qingming.

Ji Weishan used a lot of strength. Before he touched Ji Qingming, Feng Jin pulled Ji Qingming away, and Ji Weishan lay on the ground with a dog eating shit.

"Oh, husband!"

Seeing Ji Weishan like this, Fan Jiawen was not good at watching the show, so he hurried over and took Ji Weishan's arm with his hand and helped Ji Weishan up.

"You... get out of here!"

Ji Weishan stood up, furious, looking at them at this time was an eyesore.

"What qualifications do you have to let us go?"

Ji Qingming raised his eyebrows, and it was Ji Weishan who really made a laugh, saying that the ugliness of the family should not be exposed.

Normal people don’t come out and say it when they have a party at home.

But!

Ji Weishan is Ji Weishan. He is not afraid of being ashamed. After all, both wives can take home and live together.