Dear President, take it easy

Qiao Weiwei met his furious eyes with a cold face, and couldn't help but shudder in her heart...

"Don't disobey me... No one is allowed to disobey me..." His domineering words kept circling in his ears...

Looking at the gloomy face above her head, Qiao Weiwei let him hold her down without any resistance, and smiled weakly: "If you disobey, what do you want? Kill me? Or take the same as last time?" Qiao's attack? Master Bo, just let me go because you and I have been together for such a long time, I'm really tired... so tired... I can't play this game anymore, I I can't play anymore..."

The eye sockets were so sore, two lines of hot tears welled up bit by bit along the corners of the eyes, the tears gradually blurred her vision and blurred his face.

"Beep...beep..." The vibrating sound of the mobile phone cut through the solemn atmosphere in the room.

"Shit!" Liang Bo cursed in a low voice, got up, got out of bed, took out his mobile phone in his trousers pocket, saw that it was Sun Xiaoran's name, and pressed the answer button with a cold face: "Master Bo, I ordered from Milan." The bride and groom's dresses have arrived, and my aunt and I are picking out dresses in Mengyuan, come and try them on?"

Sun Xiaoran's delicate voice filled my ears.

Liang Bo glanced at Qiao Weiwei, and Qiao Weiwei was also sitting on the bed at the moment, arranging her hair while looking at him coldly...

"These things, you decide for yourself, I..."

"Master Bo, don't you want the antidote?" Before Liang Bo finished speaking, Sun Xiaoran's threatening voice came from the other end of the phone.

The threatening words spoken in a coquettish tone made Liang Bo feel extremely disgusted...

"Shit!" He cursed in a low voice, then moved his lips and said, "Got it..." and hung up the phone.

"Stay here at Chuyu today and don't go anywhere. I'll go back to Mengyuan first, and come back later..." Liang Bo put his phone into his trouser pocket, folded his hands gracefully on his chest, and looked down at him. Qiao Weiwei said lightly: "I will stay here today and have a good rest. I have to leave beforehand and come back later..."

"Go quickly, don't let Hongyan wait too long..." Qiao Weiwei turned her face away, not to look at him...

He moved his lips, and was about to speak, but in the end he didn't speak, and just left silently...

Although he has left, the breath on his body is still there, the faint smell of mint is mixed with his unique manly breath...

"Crack..." The slowly closing door separated them in two worlds.

In the room, the silence was a little scary.

Qiao Weiwei looked at the closed door and took a deep breath, her heartache and depression were beyond words.

"Qiao Weiwei... can she be promising...!" She slapped herself hard...

The hot|spicy|spicy pain woke her up a bit...

"Dong dong dong..." Accompanied by a knock on the door, the door slowly opened, and Zhou Chuyu, who was dressed in light blue home clothes, walked in with a smile.

"Sister Chuyu..." Qiao Weiwei laughed dryly.

Zhou Chuyu stepped forward quickly, sat on the bed, took Qiao Weiwei into his arms, stroked the top of her hair, and said, "Why did he leave?"

"What else can I do, a beautiful woman has an appointment..." Qiao Weiwei sneered, leaning into Zhou Chuyu's arms, and said.

"..." Zhou Chuyu didn't speak, but stroked Qiao Weiwei's hair to comfort her.

Zhou Chuyu at this moment is like a big sister to Qiao Weiwei.

"Sister... I always thought that I was a very handsome person. I thought that as long as I found an opportunity, I could turn around and leave immediately... But when I knew that he was going to marry Sun Xiaoran, when I saw him because of Sun Xiaoran However, when I let go of me and left here, my heart ached...Sister Chuyu, do you understand? Even breathing hurts..." Qiao Weiwei spoke again in one breath.

"My sister understands your feelings... Be good, don't be sad, go wash your face, let's go down to have breakfast, I made your favorite little wontons." Zhou Chuyu pushed Qiao Weiwei away, and touched her expressionless face. face, forced a smile.

"Well... I'll go wash my face first." After saying that, Qiao Weiwei got off the bed, put on her slippers and walked into the bathroom.

In front of the sink, the huge and clear glass reflected her haggard appearance...

She turned on the faucet, took off the gauze from her hands, and kept patting cold water on her face, trying to wake herself up...

After washing her face, she wiped her face, walked out of the bathroom, held hands with Zhou Chuyu, and went downstairs...

Downstairs restaurant, the light is just right.

The air was filled with the warming aroma of rice.

On the table, two bowls of small wontons were slowly steaming.

Qiao Weiwei walked to the dining table, sat down, pulled a bowl of small wontons in front of her, picked up chopsticks, and ate mouthfuls, tasteless.Immediately afterwards, Zhou Chuyu walked up to Qiao Weiwei, pulled out a chair and sat down, and ate wontons face to face with her.

Zhou Chuyu was just about to ask Qiao Weiwei how it tasted, when a "ding dong ding dong" doorbell made her swallow her words.

She stood up and said, "Weiwei, you eat first, I'll see who's coming..."

Qiao Weiwei raised her head, looked at Zhou Chuyu and nodded, and said, "Okay..."

Zhou Chuyu turned around, ran out of the restaurant quickly, walked across the yard, walked to the gate, and opened it.

At the door, Ou Xiangbei, who was wearing a lavender casual suit and light blue jeans, was supporting the door frame with one hand and putting the other in his pants pocket, looking at Zhou Chuyu with a smile, and said, "Hello, beauty, I'm here to see you Make the wedding guest list, as well as the wedding location..."

Behind him stood a ostentatious royal blue Lamborghini sports car.

The thin morning light scattered on his body, and a lavender earring in his left ear was shining brightly, truly dazzling.

Just looking at him like this makes Zhou Chuyu's heart beat faster...

"Another day, Weiwei is at my house...I'm going to go out with her to play later..." Zhou Chuyu said.

"Uh...Liangbo didn't take him away? Just wait until you go out to play and bring me one." Ou Xiangbei just put his hands in his trouser pockets, bypassed Zhou Chuyu and entered the door directly.

Mentioning coolness makes Zhou Chuyu feel uncomfortable...

"He came here in the morning, and Sun Xiaoran called him away with just one phone call... how can we care about our Weiwei..." Zhou Chuyu closed the door helplessly, followed Ou Xiangbei, and entered the house.

"Hello, Weiwei..." Ou Xiangbei walked lazily, squinted at Qiao Weiwei, and sat directly beside Qiao Weiwei.

Qiao Weiwei looked at Ou Xiangbei who was smiling all over her face, and said with a smile, "Hello..."

Zhou Chuyu put a bowl of hot wontons in front of Ou Xiangbei, and said, "There are just so many left, you can eat them all."

Ou Xiangbei picked up the chopsticks, with a satisfied face, said: "Wow, it smells so delicious... Do you remember? When we were studying, we always liked to go to Chinatown to eat this... At that time, it was cool..."

At the mention of Liangbo, the smile on Qiao Weiwei's face froze, and the hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly...

"Don't mention him in front of Weiwei and me..." Zhou Chuyu gave him a blank look and said dissatisfied.

"Ding dong..." Qiao Weiwei regained her senses from the text message on the phone next to Qiao Weiwei. On the screen, a series of familiar numbers were displayed. Qiao Weiwei recalled carefully before realizing that this was Sun Xiaoran's number.