Song Li thought about it and said: “I have already given this pigeon to Makoto, you should take it back to her. ”

Pastoral brow picking, "This is for you. ”

Song Wuoxiao smiled: “He knows I gave it to Mahshin. ”

Fumiku looked deeply at Song no worries: “It was passed down from the X dynasty. Don't worry, keep it safe. I will have people do exactly the same for Mahjong. ”

Song looked up at Pastoral Ancient complexly: “Why should the word 'worried’ be engraved on it? ”

Pastoral warmth smiled: “It belongs to you. ”

Song has no worries. The colour of his eyes is even more complex.

Pastoral peach blossoming eyes smiled, "I'm going back. ”

Song looked at him and nodded. "Okay, drive carefully. ”

After Mugu left, Song Wuoxiao took the pigeon and stood on the balcony thinking a lot.

Xu Jing came with the fruit, “Miss, the fruit is cut. ”

“ …… ”

That's strange. What did the lady think, so obsessed?

Xu Jing approached and saw that Song Wuxi was holding a box with one hand and holding a hairpin with one hand.

Xu Jing blinked: “Miss, didn't you give it to Mahshin? ”

“ …… ”

“Miss?” Xu Jing gently pushed Song Li.

“ …… ”Song did not worry back to God and looked at Xu Jing with confusion.

Xu Jingliang smiled: “Miss, what are you thinking? ”

“Nothing." Song Wuxi certainly wouldn't tell Xu Jing what she was thinking.

Xu Jing glanced at the handkerchief in her hand and asked curiously: "Miss, didn't you give it to Makoto? ”

Song Fengxiao smiled softly: “Pastoral said it was too precious, and Gu Xiao gave it to me, let me keep it. ”

Xu Jing sighed and said: "Yes. This is the first piece of jewelry that Gu Xiao gave you, and he also spent so much money to photograph it for you. It's not right for you to give it to Mahshin. Have you ever thought about Gu Xiao's feelings? ”

“Now, isn't it back in my hands?” Song did not have a worried smile.

“The fruit is chopped.” Xu Jing put the fruit tray on the guardrail and said happily: “Miss, you eat the fruit, I will help you put the rice noodles away. ”

“Ok.” Song Wuxi put the pigeon in the box and gave it to Xu Jing.

Xu Jing happily took the box back to the ward and put it in Song's worry-free bag.

“I'm Mrs. Gu's bodyguard, you let me in. ”

Xu Jing put Song's worry-free bag back in place and suddenly heard a noise coming from outside.

Xu Jing glanced back at Song Wuxi, who nodded at her.

Xu Jingguan, get up and go out and open the door.

“Liu Zhiming?” Seeing Liu Zhiming, Xu Jing was somewhat surprised: “What are you doing here? ”

Liu Zhiming looked at Xu Jing: “I came to protect Mrs. Gu. ”

“Let him in.” Song no worries faint voice came out.

The two female bodyguards guarding the door looked weirdly at Liu Zhiming and let him in.

As soon as Liu Zhiming came in, he said to Song without concern: “Mrs. Gu, I heard that you were in a car accident a while ago. I suspect it was murder. ”

Song looked at Liu Zhiming with no worries: “Then what? ”

Liu Zhiming: “I'll protect you. I'm good at driving, I'm the best at flying cars, and I'll be your driver later. ”

Song Fengxiao smiled softly: “If you are heard by Gu Xiao, he will be puffy. ”