Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp

The editor-in-chief is confused, "What report?"

Meng Xinyan looked at the propaganda director, and said: "It is about reporting on a crime-sin ~ group. I didn't expect it to cause such trouble."

The editor-in-chief tightened the eyebrows. She knew that in the past few days, a small vendor, the poison group, appeared. At the time, their magazine also published the matter. At that time, the propaganda director wrote her name.

Lingbi knows this, that is to say, the two men she met that night, is likely to be related to this crime.

She believes in her own hearing, as long as she does not deliberately change her voice...

After the editor-in-chief left the office, the propaganda director hesitated to say to Meng Xinyan: "Editor-in-chief, just now... thank you!"

If it wasn't because she wanted to take credit and write her name, it wouldn't happen.

"Miss Ling Ling, I just have a bad attitude towards you, I hope you can forgive me."

After that, they bowed to them.

Meng Xinyan held her shoulder. "It doesn't matter, it's a small matter, you don't have to worry about it."

......

"Mom, would you like to send two bodyguards to protect you? Otherwise, I am not practical in my heart." Especially when I knew that sin-crime and her had a holiday, my heart was even more upset.

When I heard the coffin, Meng Xinyan had no choice but to nod. "Hey, have you suffered a lot in these years? Also, Mom has nothing to protect you."

"Mom, how do you say that?"

"Mom sees you fighting with the group today, this is not a day or two. You are not always..."

"Don't worry, where do you want to go? I didn't often fight with others. I learned a few tricks with Master Xiaonuo and trained my physical strength."

auzw.com "This is what it is! That mom is relieved!"

Speaking of Xiaonuo’s master, she hasn’t been with Xiaonuo for a long time. Although Xuanzheng masters let them not have to go, she still can’t worry.

......

"Mom, today's snow is so big, Master can just use the warm baby that Xiaonuo sent."

The coffin looked at Xiaonuo softly. She had already sent the stove and some warm clothes before, and she also placed a new bedding...

"Reassured, Xiaonuo's master will love the warm baby that Xiaonuo sent."

"Master, Master, Xiaonuo is back."

When Lingbi and Xiaonuo arrived at the thatched cottage, Xiaonuo shouted "Master" excitedly.

"Hey? Where did Master go?" Xiaonuo touched the back of his head in confusion.

The coffin did not see the figure of Master Xuanzhen in the house, but my heart was thinking, how could the **** of Xuanzhen not have a stove?

It is because I know that there is no electricity here, so I sent the stove!

"Mom, Master may have gone to practice!"

The heart of the coffin has a faint hunch, and she felt it the last time. Hope is not the case.

When she looked at the new bedding, she found a corner of the rice paper under the pillow.

Is it not so good to take it out like this?

The coffin pulled the rice paper out of the pillow, or couldn't hold back his curiosity and slowly opened it. It was really afraid of what it was.

"Ling Ling, Xiao Nuoqi: Since the support of Xiaonuo has been more than four years old, the old man is old, life and death are heaven, when you see this letter, it is the day of the old man's death... Hehe."