Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Xuxu knew to talk to him, and she must be the one who suffered last. She lay down, turned over, and turned her back to him.

No matter what you say, I don't want to ignore your attitude.

"Stupid woman, you will regret it." Yan Rusheng left a word very confidently, and then turned to leave.

Listening to the man's heavy footsteps, Xu Xu closed his eyes and ignored them.

She ate two loaves of bread and drank a large glass of water before leaving work. Now she is not hungry at all, and she just intends to sleep so angry.

There was heating in the room, it was very dry, and I was awakened by thirst at night.

Strolling on the bed for a while, she suddenly remembered the words, her eyes suddenly opened, and she sat up.

She lifted the quilt to get out of bed, and hurried out. It was also dark outside. She reached for the switch and turned on the light. The first thing that caught her eye was the door.

This ... is not a dream, it is true.

Xu Xu's footsteps walked over, looking at the room next door, and a little monster there illuminated by the light on her side, and the rest was dark.

"Like words?"

He said he moved here today, and she wasn't sure if he lived here at night, and tentatively shouted, but only her response was to her.

Because the house is empty, the echo is loud.

Hearing her horror, she instinctively folded her arms into her arms, turned around and went to the water dispenser in a panic, poured a glass of water, and gurgle, drank her belly, and then she went back to the room, locked the door, and got in again In the quilt.

Damn words are alive, and tomorrow she must find someone to close the door again.

Because of the house's affairs, Xuxing was very angry. She went to the company to see him the next day. She kept hanging her face and didn't talk to him. She didn't step into his office one morning.

Yan Rusheng seemed to be angry, too, and saw her face cold, and noon meal was a takeaway that Qiao Jian called directly, but didn't give lifelikeness.

Qiao Jian delivered the delivered food to Yan Rusheng's office. He stood at Yan Rusheng's desk, looked at him, and pondered for a long time before opening his mouth carefully. "President, Madam, it seems that he has not yet eaten. Buy her one too? "

"Hum." Yan Rusheng snorted coldly, "Let her go on her own."

"Eh!" Qiao Jian froze, thinking these two are really awkward.

But this is only a few days? Is it starting to happen again?

As a subordinate, he felt that he had an obligation to help his boss to share his troubles and sorrows. Assistant Joe pondered again and again and boldly said, "President, no woman does not like surprises and romance. You can consider giving your wife a surprise."

After hearing the words, Yan Rusheng suddenly raised his head, reached out and touched a pack of tissue paper in front of him, and slammed into Qiao Jian, "Go!"

In order to surprise her, he bought a house and smashed the wall, and also designed it himself.

He didn't know any good stupid woman, he was so attentive that she didn't appreciate it.

Keke, master, are you sure you were not scared or surprised?

Assistant Joe knew that he had accidentally violated the thundering point of a living word, and turned around in a hurry.

Yan Rusheng put down his work, leaned back, crossed his hands, and put it on the opposite side. He looked at the desk calendar on the table and twisted his eyebrows thoughtfully.

For a long time, he sighed helplessly, and his eyes eased.

Stupid woman, I'll give you another chance.

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Today is the twenty-ninth day of the New Year's Day charity evening.