Master Pei, your wife is too cruel
Chapter 109 Want to Run?no way.
Chapter 109 Want to Run?no way.
Pei Zehan is very tall, 188+ by visual inspection. Even if his legs are not good and his waist is not straight enough, he is still a head and a half taller than Sang Nuan, and his arms are clasped tightly on her shoulders like iron scorpions.
Half of her shoulders were numb from the old man's pressure. Fortunately, his hands and feet were clean, and he just leaned on her shoulders without doing anything.
Otherwise, Sang Nuan doesn't mind giving him a kick, let him experience that going down the stairs doesn't need to be fast.feel.
Pei Zehan just leaned on for a long time like this, took two steps, dragged Sang Nuan abruptly and accompanied him down the first floor for half an hour.
Sang Nuan felt that the temper of her two lifetimes had been worn out in this half hour.
As soon as the two of them went down to the first floor, there were footsteps in the corridor, after a while, Yu Song came out and saw the two of them came down from upstairs, he was surprised: "President, madam, why did you come down. "
As he said that, he instinctively stepped forward to help Pei Zehan, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he received a majestic and warning gaze from his own president, and he was instantly cowed.
Seeing Yu Song finally came, Sang Nuan seemed to see a savior, lowered her neck, and took Pei Zehan's arm as heavy as a pig's leg from her neck, only to see that Assistant Yu had just stretched out his hand to take it. , as a result, Pei Zehan's sleeve was not even touched, and it was retracted after drawing a circle in the air.
Sang Nuan: "..."
What the hell are you playing with me?
"Hehe, President and Madam, lunch is ready, I'll ask you to have dinner together."
Yu Song laughed awkwardly, especially when he met Shang Sang Nuan's resentful eyes, he was so guilty that he was about to die, and he had to pretend to be calm.
"You..." Uncle, can't you see how hard it is for me to help this pig?
"lead the way."
Pei Zehan didn't give Sang Nuan a chance to speak at all, his shoulders sank, the old man leaned over again, clasped her shoulders, and expressed a word with actions: Want to run?no way.
Even though Pei Zehan lives in a mansion, his restaurant is decorated very friendly to the people, without the corrupt atmosphere of rich and powerful people at all.
There is no huge dining table that is so long that you can't see the end, there are no particularly pretentious candlesticks, and the table is full of western food knives and forks~
On the contrary, it is simple, a wooden round table with a great sense of design, 4 dishes and [-] soup on the table, exuding the tempting aroma of rice.
Such a down-to-earth lifestyle made Sang Nuan look at Pei Zehan again with admiration.
Apart from being indiscreet in his private life, the old man seemed to be doing well in other respects.
However, before the goodwill lasted even a second, Pei Zehan was shattered.
He was so vicious that he had to let Sang Nuan help him to the seat before letting her go.
After finally getting rid of the restraint, Sang Nuan looked down and saw that her dress was completely wrinkled into a rag.
The little face immediately collapsed.
She tugged on the skirt back and forth for a long time, and the folds made by the old man could not be calmed down, and her eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper.
Girls are like this. They wear a new skirt and go out. They are in a good mood and at the same time feel that walking is windy. However, if you accidentally splash a drop of oil on the skirt when eating, you will have a good day. The mood will drop to the bottom in an instant, the kind that can't be coaxed well.
This is how Sang Nuan feels now.
Pei Zehan inadvertently glanced at the position where the two of them touched just now, almost half of his body was wrinkled from shoulders to waist.
That's what he crumpled.
Thinking of this, Pei Zehan felt a sense of victory in his heart, full of excitement.
He would never allow his woman to wear clothes that others gave her.
He would not only wrinkle the clothes given by the wild man, but also destroy them until he could no longer wear them!
Tsk tsk tsk, Boss Pei's possessiveness is really, I don't see it~
(End of this chapter)
Pei Zehan is very tall, 188+ by visual inspection. Even if his legs are not good and his waist is not straight enough, he is still a head and a half taller than Sang Nuan, and his arms are clasped tightly on her shoulders like iron scorpions.
Half of her shoulders were numb from the old man's pressure. Fortunately, his hands and feet were clean, and he just leaned on her shoulders without doing anything.
Otherwise, Sang Nuan doesn't mind giving him a kick, let him experience that going down the stairs doesn't need to be fast.feel.
Pei Zehan just leaned on for a long time like this, took two steps, dragged Sang Nuan abruptly and accompanied him down the first floor for half an hour.
Sang Nuan felt that the temper of her two lifetimes had been worn out in this half hour.
As soon as the two of them went down to the first floor, there were footsteps in the corridor, after a while, Yu Song came out and saw the two of them came down from upstairs, he was surprised: "President, madam, why did you come down. "
As he said that, he instinctively stepped forward to help Pei Zehan, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he received a majestic and warning gaze from his own president, and he was instantly cowed.
Seeing Yu Song finally came, Sang Nuan seemed to see a savior, lowered her neck, and took Pei Zehan's arm as heavy as a pig's leg from her neck, only to see that Assistant Yu had just stretched out his hand to take it. , as a result, Pei Zehan's sleeve was not even touched, and it was retracted after drawing a circle in the air.
Sang Nuan: "..."
What the hell are you playing with me?
"Hehe, President and Madam, lunch is ready, I'll ask you to have dinner together."
Yu Song laughed awkwardly, especially when he met Shang Sang Nuan's resentful eyes, he was so guilty that he was about to die, and he had to pretend to be calm.
"You..." Uncle, can't you see how hard it is for me to help this pig?
"lead the way."
Pei Zehan didn't give Sang Nuan a chance to speak at all, his shoulders sank, the old man leaned over again, clasped her shoulders, and expressed a word with actions: Want to run?no way.
Even though Pei Zehan lives in a mansion, his restaurant is decorated very friendly to the people, without the corrupt atmosphere of rich and powerful people at all.
There is no huge dining table that is so long that you can't see the end, there are no particularly pretentious candlesticks, and the table is full of western food knives and forks~
On the contrary, it is simple, a wooden round table with a great sense of design, 4 dishes and [-] soup on the table, exuding the tempting aroma of rice.
Such a down-to-earth lifestyle made Sang Nuan look at Pei Zehan again with admiration.
Apart from being indiscreet in his private life, the old man seemed to be doing well in other respects.
However, before the goodwill lasted even a second, Pei Zehan was shattered.
He was so vicious that he had to let Sang Nuan help him to the seat before letting her go.
After finally getting rid of the restraint, Sang Nuan looked down and saw that her dress was completely wrinkled into a rag.
The little face immediately collapsed.
She tugged on the skirt back and forth for a long time, and the folds made by the old man could not be calmed down, and her eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper.
Girls are like this. They wear a new skirt and go out. They are in a good mood and at the same time feel that walking is windy. However, if you accidentally splash a drop of oil on the skirt when eating, you will have a good day. The mood will drop to the bottom in an instant, the kind that can't be coaxed well.
This is how Sang Nuan feels now.
Pei Zehan inadvertently glanced at the position where the two of them touched just now, almost half of his body was wrinkled from shoulders to waist.
That's what he crumpled.
Thinking of this, Pei Zehan felt a sense of victory in his heart, full of excitement.
He would never allow his woman to wear clothes that others gave her.
He would not only wrinkle the clothes given by the wild man, but also destroy them until he could no longer wear them!
Tsk tsk tsk, Boss Pei's possessiveness is really, I don't see it~
(End of this chapter)
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