The Taming of the Husband: Lord President, please bow down

Chapter 94
"Knock knock." Li Mingzhe reached out and knocked on the table, He Sheng raised his head suddenly, and said in surprise: "When did you come? Wasn't Jiang Xiang here just now?" As he spoke, he kept looking for Jiang Xiang up and down.

"Heh, I said you can't stop being so involved when you think about things! Jiang Xiang went out early, and if the ghost stabs you with a knife, you may not even have a chance to fight back at this time." Li Mingzhe narrowed his eyes , gloomy.

He Sheng stared at him, and said displeasedly: "Don't make such a joke, I don't think it will be enough."

"Really?" Li Mingzhe smiled, obviously he didn't believe it.

He Sheng didn't want to chat with him on this topic, so he changed the subject and said, "What are you doing here again?"

Li Mingzhe reached into his suit jacket, took out a box, put it on the table and moved it in front of He Sheng, and said with a faint smile, "Isn't this what you ordered! Here, what you want."

He Sheng opened his eyes wide and exclaimed, "So fast? Oh, you!" He Sheng took the box, opened it, and saw a very simple round ring, which looked like a ring, without any engravings on it. The lines, according to the size of the hand, are about 6 or 7.

He Sheng's face twitched, he took it out, held it in front of Li Mingzhe, and asked, "What is this? A ring? But it's too small! With a little finger?" Still a little small.

Li Mingzhe's smile deepened, he approached He Sheng, and said with a low chuckle, "This is the ring on my foot."

"What!" Unexpectedly, He Sheng looked at the ankle ring in his hand, swallowed, and said, "You want me to wear this on my foot?"

"What's the matter? Isn't this very good!" Li Mingzhe showed a cheap expression.

He Sheng threw the ankle ring on the table and shouted: "What the hell! No one still wears the ankle ring."

Li Mingzhe spread his hands and wrinkled his face together: "Why are you missing? You don't know. What's more, you won't be discovered by wearing your feet. You usually wear sports shoes or casual shoes. If you wear them, who would?" Guess you will bring the tracker on your feet!" Li Mingzhe frowned, thinking that he was simply a genius.

He Sheng looked constipated, although she admitted that it was safe to wear her feet, after all, someone really kidnapped her, and the kidnapper would not take off her shoes and her socks, which is indeed a good way.

But she just felt uncomfortable.
He Sheng narrowed his eyes suddenly, picked up the foot ring, looked gloomy, and said in a low voice: "How do you know the size of my feet! Let me tell you, be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist."

Li Mingzhe suddenly felt a cold wind blowing behind him, his back trembled, he laughed, stepped back a few steps, and looked at the door: "That, that, this. I have to go first, please." After finishing speaking Just like smoke, when a gust of wind blows, it disappears.

"Damn it, Li Mingzhe, what did you do to me!" He Sheng rushed out following Li Mingzhe, roaring, panting, and his eyes almost burst into flames.

The people outside heard He Sheng's roar, and looked at He Sheng in shock. He Sheng adjusted his clothes in embarrassment, and returned to the office. He Sheng sat back on the chair, looked at the ankle ring in his hand, and held it in his hand. Suppressing his anger, he gritted his teeth and said, "Li Mingzhe, don't let me catch you, otherwise I will deep-fry you, then chop it up and feed it to the mice."

(End of this chapter)