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The term "central air-conditioning" may sound heartwarming, but it usually meant "scum". Qian Mubai had said that Winston was a central air-conditioner, but was he scolding him for being a scum in the first place?

"You\'re the only one on Weibo in the world?" Winston Lun\'s eyes were slightly cold as he stared at Qian Mu. He pulled back the corners of his mouth and replied, causing Qian Musheng to choke in anger.

"You ?? Have you ever touched my Weibo? " She had previously paid attention to many handsome guys on Weibo. As a visual animal, although Thousand Meddling Hands didn\'t have any bad thoughts towards these handsome guys, it was still good to admire them a little.

Unexpectedly, one day, when she went to Weibo, she found that she had lost more than 100 people. Only then did she realize that she had lost all her attention.

"Why would I touch your Weibo?" Wen Shizhu raised her eyebrows, her black eyes were slightly cold as she deliberately pretended to be stupid.

Qian Mushi stared at him suspiciously as he said with a smile: "You dare to say that you didn\'t do it?" Thousand Meddling Hands could no longer believe it. Other than Wen Shizhu, no one else knew her Weibo account number. She had also never stolen one before, so how could she suddenly lose interest in it?

"You know what I\'m talking about."

"Oh? Is that so? I really don\'t know what you\'re talking about. " Winston was thick-ski

ed and brazen. He walked around in circles with a calm expression on his face. It looked like he was performing in a very realistic ma

er.

She remembered that she had posted on the Weibo account on his phone at that time, which was why she had given him this opportunity to \'indulge himself\'. It wouldn\'t be now, since the Qianmu account had already changed the password for the Weibo account, so in the future, the Weibo account would no longer be on her Weibo.

"If you don\'t know, you don\'t know. I\'m tired, so I\'m going to sleep." Qian Mushi had a cold and aloof expression; her expression was a bit lazy.

He knew what Thousand Meddling Hands was thinking, but due to face pressure, he didn\'t say it out loud. Moreover, it was a secret, so he didn\'t want to say it out loud. If Thousand Meddling Hands knew about it, he would definitely be far away from him.

The Cold War was the longest in two years of their marriage.

Thousand Moments and Winston each covered themselves with a quilt. Thousand Moments later, they crawled under the quilt and rolled over, not wanting to pay any attention to this amorous man.

"Go to sleep. Good night." Winston looked at the time. It was getting late and the needle on the wall was moving in the direction of ten o\'clock.

Qian Mu acted as if he didn\'t hear her and became even more silent. In his heart, he thought, Good night. I\'ll leave it to your old flame.

The night was hazy.

520 Beach Road.

Tonight, when the Jin couple slept with their son, and Lantau was in the middle, it was rather awkward.

Zhou Manzhen couldn\'t sleep, and even Lantau couldn\'t sleep well. He asked quietly, "Mom, why aren\'t you asleep yet?"

"Mommy is going to sleep soon, hurry up and close your eyes and sleep obediently." Zhou Manzhen put her hand on the Lantau, gently comforting it. Her eyebrows were furrowed. It was unknown if it was because she had slept during the day, but she didn\'t want to sleep at night.

Lantau turned his head to look at Jin Beisan. He was still awake, and his dark eyes were deep and calm. The man pursed his lips and stared at him.

The children\'s thoughts were pure, but that didn\'t mean they wouldn\'t look at the adults\' faces. Jin Bei Sen and Zhou Manzhen had always felt that Jin Bei Sen and Zhou Manzhen were weird.

Jin Bei Sen pursed his lips, wanting to ask something, but Jin Bei Sen\'s mobile phone suddenly rang.

Jin Beiseng had two phones. One was for office use, the other was for personal use, and it was switched on 24 hours a day.

The only one who knew Jin Beisheng\'s private number was his family and friends. Zhou Manzhen\'s eyes were trembling, he didn\'t know who it was, but it was already 11: 30.

The phone rang for five seconds, and Jin Beisheng picked up the phone. His cold eyes were still the same as before, and his brows were covered in a layer of faint gloom, as if he couldn\'t get rid of this thick fog no matter how hard he tried.

It was a call from Yao Huayu.

"Northson ??" The banquet had just ended, and the dean wanted to send Yao Huayu home. Yao Huayu refused, and she told the dean that Jin Bei Sen would come and pick her up, so the dean naturally understood the meaning of Yao Huayu\'s words. He was not that kind of fool.

"Are you drunk?" Jin Beisen suddenly frowned, his eyes became more profound, causing people to feel fear in their hearts.

In Jin\'s memory, Yao Huayu had been drunk once, and that was after Xiaomo\'s treatment, she was very happy, because in a few days Jin would return with him to Lantau, and she knew that she would probably never see him again, so she took him to drink with her that night.

Yao Huayu was usually a serious person, but when she was drunk, she liked to laugh and show off her heartless side. It was as if no one could hurt her.

Jin Beisen looked at Zhou Manzhen beside him, only to see that woman\'s face was full of jealousy, her eyes were frighteningly cold. His sword-like eyebrows slightly frowned, and he looked away.

"Yeah ??" "Northson, can you pick me up and send me home?" Yao Huan Yu\'s soft voice was extremely pleasant to listen to. She was moaning and singing with Jin Bei Sen as she looked at her reflection in the car mirror. Two blobs of red appeared on her cheeks. Actually, Yao Huan Yin wasn\'t really drunk, she was just pretending to be.

But after drinking, you can\'t drive!

Therefore, Yao Huan Yu used this as an excuse to call Jin Bei Sen.

Jin also knew that Yao Huayu was alone in A City and didn\'t have any friends for the time being. Perhaps he was her only friend now.

"Where are you?" Jin Beisan stretched out his long arm and touched the switch on the wall. After lighting the lamp, he immediately stood up and walked towards the balcony.

Chou, who had already recognized a woman\'s voice on the phone, curled her lips and followed him toward the balcony.

Jin Beisan stood at the mouth of the wind, the evening breeze blowing his clothes to the point of bulging, wantonly fluttering in the air ??

Zhou Manzhen tiptoed forward with a gentle look in her eyes, staring at Jin Beisen\'s broad shoulders. Her heart softened, and she stepped forward to embrace him from behind.