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Bu Tong hangs up the phone and clicks on the microblog, but he can't open it all the time.

"What's the matter?" Bu Tong feels that this situation is inexplicable and familiar, and suddenly thinks of something, "husband, Weibo is paralyzed? What have you done? "

Before Li Jingchen opened his mouth, Qian Jin sent a wechat, which is a screenshot of microblog.

An account named "husband Butong" sent out a picture of her kissing Li Jingchen. There was no word, but the faces of the two people were clear.

Qian Jinfa wechat: Miss, Weibo is paralyzed, shiye is angry, fans are boiling, ha ha ha ha, uncle 666.

Bu Tong looked at Li Jingchen with tears and laughter, "I just meant to ask if you want to make it public within the group, so that when I go in and out of here, we don't think we have a clear relationship. We didn't say that we should make it public on Weibo."

Li Jingchen a face innocent, "wife yesterday broadcast, clearly said that do not mind public."

Butong nodded, "it's better to make it public, so as not to let people guess."

She never likes to hide and tuck in. How nice and comfortable she is.

Li Jingchen looked at her, "wife, this time, you want to escape can not escape."

"Who is going to escape?" Bu Tong lifted his chin haughtily, "why don't we make a bet and see who is the first to counsel?"

"No gambling, because none of us can advise. You can't go back on what you said last night. We'll live together forever."

Bu Tong raised his smiling face and was even more beautiful than the sunshine outside the window

Li Jingchen held her hand. "I will accompany you in the end all my life."

Bu Tong comes forward and just wants to kiss a man, the door of the office is knocked again.

Bu Tong sat down in a hurry, picked up chopsticks and continued to eat.

The man laughed and said, "come in."

"Sir," Mrs. Wu came in with two maids and bags in her hand. "I'll clean up."

"Go ahead."

"Yes."

Bu Tong thought of what, immediately red face, "upstairs bed is all... How do you let Wu Ma come to clean up?"

"Don't you have a habit of cleanliness? Can you sleep if you don't let Ma Wu clean up? " The man picked his eyebrows and said, "Wu Ma is from the past. This kind of scene is not strange. Don't be shy."

"I'm sorry. I was going to do it myself after dinner...

" how can a wife do this kind of rough work? Wife, you have to get used to it, and you won't feel embarrassed if you get used to it. "

Butong glared at him, "eat!"

...

at the end of lunch, Wu Ma and the maid also cleaned up the room and came down from the stairs. "Sir, madam, if there is nothing we can do, we will go back first."

Butong is sitting on the sofa eating sweets, smell speech, called her, "Wu Ma, strive to be obedient at home?"

"Very obedient, although I have been saying that I miss my mother, I can't help calling you." Wu Ma went to the front to report.

"Why?" Butong laughed. "If he wants me, let him fight, don't restrict him."

"Madam, I dare not restrict the young master. It is he who does not fight." Wu Ma glanced at the busy man behind the desk, leaned to Butong's ear and whispered, "arguing that Dad took his mother to give birth to his little sister, and he could not disturb him, otherwise his sister would be scared away."

Bu Tong: "this kind of words, besides someone, no one can say it!

"I see. You go back first." Butong squeezed out a smile.

"Yes, ma'am, let's go first." Wu Ma bowed down and left with the maid.

Bu Tong put down the cake and walked up to Li Jingchen. "How can you say that to the dispute? If I don't get pregnant for a while, he will be very disappointed

The man put down the document he was browsing in his hand, took the girl's hand, let him sit on his leg, thin lips close to her ear, low and low bewitching way, "if we can't be pregnant, we will work hard every day, and we will always be pregnant, eh?"

Bu Tong: "no, I'm tired...

" no, I'm tired...

I didn't think before. Now she really found the difference between men and women. Last night... Oh, no, after the end of this morning, she was so tired that she didn't have the strength to open her eyes. Li Jingchen was as good as a bloody chicken.

"So you have to exercise more and keep up with my rhythm," Li Jingchen said

make complaints about the big black eyes and Tucao, "keep pace with your rhythm. Don't you want to kill yourself? I'm a national goddess. I'm dead in bed. I can't be laughed off? "

The man smiles and kisses her blushing face, "have me to accompany you, not afraid."

"No," butongwo went into his arms. "Let's live peacefully and live together. I want to see the struggle grow up.""Well, it's up to my wife."

...

Bu Tong stayed in Li Jingchen's office all afternoon, and his phone messages and wechat never stopped. They were all asking about the bomb on Weibo.

Butong simply opened the flight mode, and those who came to gossip didn't bother to reply. They sat on the sofa with nothing to do, and flipped over the microblog that had already turned into the sky.

In just a few hours, the number of fans has soared by more than 20 million, and the only micro blog released has millions of forwarding and comments.

The official microblog of unusual group also forwarded Li Jingchen's microblog, and also wrote: handsome boss, meimeimeida boss's wife, a hundred years old, early birth of a noble son [love] [love]

muxilin is a big V, with tens of millions of girlfriend fans, and also forwarded the microblog: ask the boss to enlarge the leave for employees! [praying] [praying]

Butong's comments below are just miserable.

I am super lazy: ah ah, God, you are married! Why don't you wait for me! I should be able to do the same thing as Butong in my cosmetic surgery...

the world's number one youth invincible beauty girl: husband, you actually left me, what's my interest in living!

as like as two peas: love for Christmas, the spirit of Santa Claus husband, even if Santa Claus gave me more gifts, it can not make up for my pain.

, besides the whine, and butung fans are below the building. Everyone's comments are exactly the same as "take care of Tong Bao" and see butung's eyes moist.

Not only the microblogs of the two parties, but also the official microblogs of Tang poetry, justar and unusual group were also occupied one by one, which caused a heated discussion among the people.

"Wife, after work, let's go home." Li Jingchen got up and went to her side.

"Good." Bu Tong quit Weibo, put away his mobile phone, and walked out of the president's office hand in hand.

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