Your Most Faithful Companion

The strange man's figure is very similar to Cen Sen, and they are all wearing a black coat.

But look closely, the coat styles are not all the same, and the man looks plain, far from Cen Sen.

Unexpectedly, he was stuffed with such a big box of condoms. The strange man was a little bit overwhelmed. He looked down at what was in his arms for a while, then raised his eyes to look at Ji Mingshu, his face was filled with confusion, and there was a vague thought in his heart. It's a little surprise of good luck from the sky.

"Miss, you..."

His words just started, and suddenly a gentle male voice rang from the other side, "Sorry, my wife admitted the wrong person."

Cen Sen stepped forward, blocking Ji Mingshu behind him without a trace, his expression was light.

He glanced at the "good luck bomb" in the man's hand, took it without changing his face, and threw it into the shopping cart.

The man was startled, he nodded sternly, and felt embarrassed that he had too much brain supplement, so he didn't say much.

Just now Ji Mingshu hurried forward after taking the things. When Cen Sen followed, the strange man came from the other road first.

Seeing people pushing the car and moving slowly, Cen Sen walked around and followed Ji Mingshu behind a booth.

Even at such a close distance, Ji Xiao Vase can suddenly make some incredible magic operations.

At this moment, the small vase of Ji was hiding behind Cen Sen, and he was embarrassed to the sky and numb, and he did not dare to release the atmosphere.

Cen Sen took a step forward, and she followed.

It was found that Cen Sen was walking towards the manual checkout counter. She couldn't help but tore off the back of his coat and ordered in a very low voice: "Go to self-checkout!"

Cen Sen's head tilted back slightly.

The small vase of Ji, like a frightened bird, also strayed, trying to avoid the corner of his eye.

Fortunately, Cen Sen didn't ridicule or care too much, and went to the self-help channel as she wanted.

After scanning the product barcode, Cen Sen took out his mobile phone to check out.

Ji Mingshu wholeheartedly hoped that he would finish quickly and take her away from this humiliating ghost place. Unexpectedly, he suddenly asked, "You deleted my WeChat again?"

Ji Mingshu got stuck for several seconds.

Uncle, what age are these things, did you only find out? If you can unilaterally self-help divorce, don't you have to wait for the cubs at home to find out that you have no wife?

But at this moment, I can't offend my savior dad. She hid behind her and whispered the pot, "It should be the wrong hand, or WeChat is wrong, junk software!"

Cen Sen: "..."

Quietly glanced at his expression, Ji Mingshu hurriedly took out his mobile phone and sent a friend application, "Added, you pass it."

But Cen Sen didn't even look at it, so he accepted the phone and said quietly, "Let's talk about it."

Ji Mingshu: "......?"

Why did she hear the meaning of "it depends on your performance" in the simple three words "let's talk about it"?

Cen Sen stepped outside, Ji Mingshu didn't have time to think too much, and sneakily grabbed the hem of his clothes, and followed him.

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It was ten o'clock in the evening when he returned to the hotel suite. Without a surprise, Ji Mingshu got into the bathroom for the first time.

Cen Sen didn't care, and went directly to the kitchen with the ingredients.

Ji Mingshu was playing with her mobile phone while taking a bath in the bathroom. Seeing a stray greeting from insiders in WeChat, she sent a unified reply from the circle of friends: "Thank you for your concern. I have returned to the hotel safely. /Love"

And attached a cute little cute girl emoticon package.

Turning around and nodding to the "Three Little Fairies" group of Liangjia women, she was furious again, starting with "What kind of evil did my Ji Mingshu have done in my last life", and spit out a full five pages.

Gu Kaiyang and Jiang Chun first had a tacit "hahahahaha", frantically testing on the verge of being removed from the group chat.

Immediately before Ji Mingshu exploded her hair, she followed her heart to diss the program group, diss Yan Yuexing, and even dissed innocent passers-by and the same innocent Cen Sen. In short, they put on "Shun Sparrow Chang, The posture of "the one who rebels perishes".

Ji Mingshu was coaxed so unprincipled for a while, and finally healed a little. And once again, I feel from the bottom of my heart that there are only sisters in the world, and men are all dogs.

Remembering that Cen Sen hadn't added her WeChat yet, she couldn't help but cursed a few more words in the group.

But Jiang Chun joined the Rainbow Fart team soon, and his skill was not enough.

And she always thought that Ji Mingshu and Cen Sen were in love, so she naturally thought that Ji Mingshu's curse was a flirting curse.

So she boasted about Cen Sen pretentiously, boasting two pages in a row without stopping, Ji Mingshu looked straight, and did not find a chance to interject.

When the boasting was over, the little earth goose contacted him and Tang Zhizhou’s actual situation, and sincerely sent a voice message, suggesting: "It’s love to fight or curse. We all know that you like your husband very much, but you are in the group. Even if you scold, you should try to show your own gentle side in front of your husband, otherwise your husband may not be able to feel your alternative likes. Do you understand? Because I discovered that men’s brain circuits are really It's very simple. He can't feel your circumspect expression."

"..."

Who likes him?

Is the brain circuit of your little goose too complicated? !

I just scolded him and scolded him! ! !

Ji Mingshu: [Shut up! 】

Jiang Chun was stunned, but before he could react, he found that the group name had changed to "two little fairies and a little earth goose."

It may be that the bathroom is misty and the temperature is too high. Ji Mingshu feels a little hot.

She stared at the line "We all know you like your husband" after the voice conversion text, and couldn't move her eyes away.

After a long while, she forced herself to cover the phone with the screen facing down, got up and wiped her body, and hurriedly left the bathroom.

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As long as Ji Mingshu took a bath, the smell of porridge wafted from the kitchen.

She stayed in the living room absent-mindedly and watched Gongdou Opera for a while, then struggled for a hundred and eighty rounds, and finally swayed into the kitchen barefoot.

"Well, what kind of porridge are you cooking, it's pretty fragrant."

She had her hands clasped behind her back, her shoulders thin and straight, quite a bit like her Royal Highness came to inspect.

"Green vegetables and shrimps."

Cen Sen was still dealing with the ingredients, not looking up.

Ji Mingshu stood on tiptoe and peered forward, then plucked up the courage and asked awkwardly, "Then, do you need my help, just... is there anything I can do?"

"No."

Concise and simple, one word broke the glass heart.

"..."

Cen's Sensen is more gentle today-the world’s top three illusions:)

Ji Mingshu was choked and turned around and wanted to leave, but Cen Sen suddenly stopped and said, "If you are very idle, it is better to change your design."

Ji Mingshu paused, "What happened to my design?"

She came up with the design very quickly this time, and set the theme and renovation plan within two or three days after the program team gave the real scene of the house renovation.

The hostess and hostess of the house became acquainted with a musical movie. In that movie, there is a summary song "Epilogue" of the whole story, which is the design theme of Ji Mingshu this time-"Ending".

It fits well with the light retro style proposed by the homeowner, and it has a beautiful meaning from the overture to the end. Ji Mingshu was inspired by it, and the drawing was very fast, and the final real-life rendering effect was also perfect. The team even Yan Yuexing saw the effect. The picture can't let out half a fart.

So what's the problem?

Cen Sen wiped his handle and said slowly: "You have a lot of design ideas, including your real-life photos, which are all academic style, but the owner is an ordinary person, and the home is not equal to the exhibition hall. The actual function is always the first requirement."

In short, you can't live without being grounded.

Ji Ming opened his mouth, subconsciously wanting to refute, but suddenly he didn't know where to start.

She was wearing a smoky pink silk nightdress, leaning against the kitchen door with her bare feet, and leaning stupidly for ten minutes, looking poor, weak and helpless.

Cen Sen: "Don't think about it, drink porridge first."

Ji Mingshu regained his senses, and only then did he smell the scent of vegetable and shrimp porridge.

She was interrupted in this way several times. She was hungry, full and hungry. She was too empty for a while, and she had no time to think about other things. She only stared at Cen Sen, and eagerly followed him to the restaurant.

But walking on the ground like this, she suddenly slipped her feet like a ghost's upper body, "puffing" and sitting back, and her **** fell heavily on the floor.

Cen Sen stood at the dining table and looked back, looking at her like a little madman.

She also fell into a daze.

Sitting on the ground with his hands propped on the floor, the tail vertebra was numb and painful, and inexplicably felt the pain spread all the way to the skull.

The most frightening thing is that Cen Sen just stood there looking at her, watching for a full minute, as if she was sure that she would not be able to walk on her own in this life with her own strength, and then she stepped forward, showing a bit of compassion. She hugged it sideways.

Cen Sen: "Are you so hungry that you have no IQ?"

Ahhhhh! Take away your **** stinky hands! I can stand up strong wherever I fall without your help! ! !

Ji Mingshu was mentally independent, but physically he could only make a humble small vase. He hugged Cen Sen's neck tightly, and his face was so painful that his buttocks trembled and his face was sullen and expressionless.

Cen Sen suddenly smiled.

Ji Mingshu's glass heart broke again, "What are you laughing at? Did you laugh just now?"

Cen Sen neither admitted nor denied.

Ji Mingshu said sadly: "I can't live with you anymore. We may not be in harmony with each other."

She said that she stretched out her hand to squeeze Cen Sen's face, which was a very intimate one, and she squeezed it with both hands.

When she pinched it all the way to the bed, she realized what she had done, so she let go again in a panic.

Cen Sen didn't seem to want to care, put her on the bed and let her lie down on her stomach.

Ji Mingshu raised his head subconsciously.

Cen Sen didn’t know what he was thinking. He leaned a little, and suddenly squeezed her face back. Her voice was low and deep, and she was slightly dumb with jet lag, "Then you think you can be with you. living?"

Ji Mingshu was dumb.

The two looked at each other in a strange posture.

The heart beats hard.