"Aunt, Ma Zhao, who do you knit sweaters for?" Rong Qingqing walked over and asked curiously.

When Fuwa heard this, he quickly replied in his nipples voice, "I knitted it for me, grandma said, it's cold, so I have to wear it to keep warm."

Guo Lan nodded, "Ma Zhao and I will first knit a pink dress for Fuwa. Qingqing, do you want it? If you want it, we will also knit a one for you?"

Before Rong Qingqing could speak, Fuwa agreed first.

"Okay! OK! My mother and I are wearing mother-daughter clothes! I am such a happy lucky baby!"

"No, no." Rong Qingqing looked at the pink ball of wool and nodded and took two steps back. "Fuwa, you can still be a little less happy Fuwa."

Fuwa moved his head and gave a smile, "Fuwa is still very happy. Fuwa has a new sweater to wear, and Fuwa can be happy alone!"

Rong Qingqing hurried to the restaurant for breakfast, afraid that she would run slow down, so Guo Lan would really have to knit a sweater and dress for her on a whim.

The servant brought the breakfast, Rong Qingqing took a sip of soy milk and took out her cell phone from her pocket.

Thinking that the emperor was far away, Chen Jue was in the company and she was at home. Even if Chen Jue was so angry, he would have no choice but to do anything to her.

So Rong Qingqing sent a WeChat message to Chen Jue if he was dying.

Chen Jue! Chen Jue! Dear Chen Jue! Are you there? ——Rong Qingqing.

Chen Jue replied to the message very quickly.

How long has it been? Getting up?—Chen Jue.

I haven't arrived at the company yet. Do I want me to return to Shenzhuang to pick you up? - Chen Jue.

Rong Qingqing was stunned after seeing this news.

I forgot for only half an hour, and Chen Jue hasn't arrived at the company so soon.

No, no, you said you can't treat me as a robot? I'll give me some rest time all day long to let me take a breath and be a living person? - Rong Qingqing.

Then when you arrive at the company, please send me a message. - Rong Qingqing.

After sending the message, Rong Qingqing put away her phone, and had breakfast slowly and slowly.

After she finished her breakfast, she went to the living room and looked at the sweater in Guo Lan's hand. It seemed that it was still not long at all. Rong Qingqing said hello and went around the yard, for the sake of digestion and for her precarious figure.

After Rong Qingqing walked around the yard, her cell phone in her pocket vibrated.

It was the message sent by Chen Jue.

I'm at the company. - Chen Jue.

Rong Qingqing looked at it and felt relieved.

I immediately lowered my head and typed a long list of words and sent it over.

Didn't you answer me last night's question? If God gives you a chance to choose, would you choose to use your legs or choose to use it? - Rong Qingqing.

I was very curious. For men, is there anything more important than a pair of healthy legs? - Rong Qingqing.

The office of the president of Dayu Media.

After reading the news, Chen Jue's face turned dark.

Rong Qingqing only occupies a long distance. He can't get her, so he dares to ask him this question so boldly.

In other words, Rong Qingqing took over his broken leg and was not on the bed. Once she ran, as long as she ran fast, he would not be able to catch her.

Only then can he ask such questions with such courage.

Chen Jue shouted and called Rong Qingqing directly.

When Rong Qingqing answered the phone, she fed her like a bad embryo and was still laughing.

Chen Jue spoke.
Chapter completed!