After the breakup, I returned to the wealthy family, the president regretted it

Pang Shi's body remained frozen in the air, while Qu Chengbai was watching not far away with a towel in one hand.

Feeling this terrifying sight, she twisted her neck one by one.

Qu Chengbai said in a cold voice, "Did you ignore my words?"

Pang Shi Qiqi Ai Ai, the angle of the wrist is deflected is coming back, "No, just drink."

After finishing speaking, she became ruthless, held her breath, and leaned her head back. The water in the cup was not much in vain. It happened to be flushed away, and the warm water entered her throat. After taking two sips, she let go of her breath , was choked by the bitter taste from bottom to top, but luckily he didn't spit it out.

Qu Chengbai stared at her for two seconds, and after seeing that she had indeed drank it, he went back to the bathroom and continued to turn on the hot water. The heat rose up, and white mist floated up.

Less than a minute after Pang Shi got back into the blanket, he was called over.

The rain outside was getting heavier, pattering on the glass, and the temperature in the bathroom rose extremely rapidly.

With a bang, the door closed, and the people in the living room disappeared. All the lights in the villa were turned off in an instant, leaving only the dim light in the bathroom and the entangled figures.

The cause of this situation is ultimately...it was Pang Shi who couldn't resist the temptation of beauty.

When Qu Chengbai was pouring water for her, he was accidentally splashed with water and wet the front of his clothes. The wet clothes let the beautiful scenery inside be seen at a glance, and the tightly clinging fabric showed a good figure.

Purely tempting people to commit crimes, Pang Shi couldn't hold back, and put her soft and boneless hand on it, causing a series of bed movements led by Qu Chengbai.

She swore that only the first one was her initiative, and the rest were all passive.

In the morning after the rain, the accumulated heat dissipated, and the air was fresh and pleasant. The clouds slowly rolled in the blue sky, and the newborn sun, which had been suppressed all night, jumped out of the horizon, soft and bright.

Qu Chengbai turned off the air conditioner when it was almost dawn, opened the windows to allow the air to circulate, and the curtains were half drawn at the right angle to block the sunlight while properly receiving the outside light.

A gust of cool and refreshing wind blew in through the crack of the window, hovered over the two of them on the bed, and dissipated again.

Feeling the coolness, Pang Shi unconsciously retracted towards the heat source beside her, and her exposed large arm was bent into white and covered with a quilt again.

The morning of waking up together.

She struggled for a long time to wake up from the chaos, because she always felt that there was something urgent that needed to be done today.

There was a faint touch on the neck, and after a few seconds, the touch became more and more intense, as if to tear her to pieces.

Pang Shi opened her eyes dissatisfied, and saw the prickly hair under her eyelids, she pushed him, "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

They didn't stop until midnight last night, and it's only 06:30 in the morning. Waking up so early would kill her.

Hearing this, Qu Chengbai moved his hands away from her waist, "Sleep a little longer, what do you want for breakfast?"

"Wonton." Pang Shi turned over, stayed away from the annoying him, embraced the quilt, and continued to fall asleep again.

She didn't know how long she had slept, but she was woken up, and her soft and low voice gradually approached her ears, "Wake up, the wontons will soften when they are reheated."

Pang Shi lifted the quilt displeased, covered the piercing light with one hand, put on her shoes, yawned and asked, "What time is it?"

"08:30."

The time when she usually wakes up regularly.

The crystal-clear wontons are soaked in the soup, sprinkled with a layer of dried shrimp, and decorated with a few vegetables, making people mouth-watering.

As soon as Pang Shi walked into the restaurant, she smelled the fresh fragrance. She walked quickly to the table, saw the Bai Gungun in the bowl, her eyes lit up, and she turned around and asked, "Did you make it yourself?"

She thought he was in such a hurry that he would probably ask Rong's mother to buy boxed wontons from the morning market outside, but she didn't expect him to wrap them himself.

The wontons he makes are very individual, each one has a bulging belly, with two ears hanging on it, made into a shape, unlike the quick-frozen ones outside, which only have noodles, and a small pile of meat hangs on the bottom.

"Yeah." He replied, and sat down with his arm around her waist, "Try how about it."

Qu Chengbai's company is very busy, Pingshi rarely has such early morning time to accompany her, let alone cook her breakfast himself.

Pang Shi held the spoon, scooped up one and put it into her mouth. The temperature was just right, without burning her mouth. A mouthful of soup burst into her mouth, and the umami taste spread, "Delicious!"

Qu Chengbai looked at her little greedy cat, then patted her head, "Eat slowly."

He raised his head and motioned for Rong Ma to put another bowl to dry. It was a little late to finish cooking just now, and it took some time to adjust the stuffing, so I had to fill half a bowl first, so that it would cool quickly so that she could eat first.

Pang Shi flinched from the tongue she accidentally bit off by eating too fast, and scooped up the next one. Seeing that this spot was still here, she asked suspiciously, "Aren't you going to work in the company today?"

Qu Chengbai took another bowl from Rong's mother, "The matter over there just needs to be finished, and they can handle it by themselves."

She thought for a while, yes, since he came back from Yancheng, he has been on vacation, and yesterday he went back to deal with an emergency. If he continued to go to work in Yicheng, the robot would not be so capable.

"Miss Pang, when I was cleaning the room, your cell phone kept ringing. I wonder if there is something important."

Rong Ma came down from upstairs wearing gloves and handed her the phone.

Pang Shi glanced at the caller, Fang Qing.

There was a thump in her heart, and the forgotten memories of yesterday came back to her mind, and she finally remembered the big stone that was stuck in her heart when she got up in the morning.

Seeing her stunned, Qu Chengbai reminded, "Who called?"

Pang Shi spread out the phone and slid the answer button.

As soon as the call was connected, Fang Qing's words flooded the sky, "Don't forget the air ticket to City C at [-] o'clock this afternoon. I asked Xiaotao to book your air ticket. I'm a bit busy and I don't know if I can take the time to fly there. Let the assistant accompany you first, and report to me at any time if there is anything."

"The weather over there is a bit cold, so bring more thick clothes and insect repellant. If you can't hold on, tell the director team that the hotel company has made a reservation for you. I saw that your closing time is nine o'clock in the evening. If The time is not very fast to stay there for one night and then come back, the weather forecast says that there will be thunderstorms in City C the night after tomorrow.”

Pang Shi didn't get a word in. The whole process of an announcement was clearly arranged by the agent, and in the end he could only choke out one word, "Okay."

"Okay, take a good rest and don't be late for the flight." Fang Qing hung up the phone after finishing the last sentence.

She pursues efficiency very much in her work, waiting for others to arrange everything, it is better to do it herself, it is faster to get started.

Decades of worrying about the artists under her command have created her character of pursuing vigorous and resolute action.

Pang Shi looked down at the phone that was hung up, and then looked up at Qu Chengbai's not so gloomy face. She licked her lips, her eyes dodged a little, and she was thinking about how to speak. The two of them had a conflict yesterday, and she answered it for a while in a fit of anger. tight notice.

Although they say they are reconciled now, but the variety show has signed the contract, it must not be breached.