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Chapter 637
Wen Xiange was about to get up with a flushed face, and when she uncovered the quilt, she found that she was dressed and the sheets seemed to have been changed.

Standing up and going down to the ground, except that my legs were a little sore, it was not as exaggerated as the weak legs written in the novels I read before.

After folding the quilt and changing clothes, Xiao Chenggong knocked on the door and came in.

"Get up." Xiao Chenggong looked at Wen Xiange and smiled.

"When did you wake up, why didn't you call me?" Wen Xiange saw this man frowned and said, it's so embarrassing to be so late, even if you wake up earlier, and then go to bed later, it will be better than sleeping like this Have a quick lunch.

"You've worked hard, and you'll be fine if you sleep more." Xiao Chenggong squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

"Hmph, it's not your fault." Wen Xiange pursed his lips and snorted, this man was really a dick, he could say anything.

"Okay, don't be angry, go wash up, eat something, and we'll go to the courtyard." Xiao Chenggong still smiled and said while pulling Wen Xiange.

Wen Xiange didn't quarrel with him anymore, and hurried to wash up.

When the two went downstairs, Wen Xiange saw that no one else was at home except Mother Xiao.

"Mom." Wen Xiange called out in embarrassment, without asking where the others had gone.

"Okay, get hungry, eat quickly." Wen Shufang smiled as she put the hot breakfast on the dining table.

"Thank you, Mom." Although she knew that she was not making fun of her, she was still very embarrassed looking at Xiao's mother's smiling face.

After thanking her, she quickly bowed her head and ate breakfast. She was indeed hungry. After all, cough, it was a hard night.

After eating breakfast and resting for a while, the two of them took the car to the courtyard.

On the bus, Xiao Chenggong supported Wen Xiange, thinking that the first thing he would do when he made money would be to buy a car, which would be inconvenient for him to go back and forth, and he couldn't keep occupying the family car.

As for the bicycle, he hadn't thought about it. The school was not far from the courtyard, so there was no need to ride a bicycle, but it was too far from the courtyard to the military compound. It would take an hour or two to ride a bicycle, which was tiring and time-consuming.

So it is more convenient to buy a small car.

They left at ten o'clock, because they were taking a bus and had to transfer. It was almost twelve o'clock when they arrived.

"Hey, I thought you guys wouldn't come here, why are you here so late?" Yang Meili asked in surprise when she saw the two of them entering the door.

How can people answer these words? Could it be that I was too tired, so I went to bed late.

To put it bluntly, it was still the man's lack of restraint, so Wen Xiange didn't speak, but raised his hand and pinched Xiao Chenggong from behind.

"Well, I went to do something late." Xiao Chenggong was pinched by Wen Xiange's waist and stiffened, and then endured the strangeness and returned to his mother-in-law for questioning.

"Oh, come and sit down quickly, the food is ready and I'll be waiting for you." Yang Meili nodded and said without further questioning.

The two walked to the breakfast table and sat down. The food on the table was very rich, many of which were her favorite dishes.

Originally, she planned to come over earlier today to help with the cooking, but she didn't expect that the plan could not keep up with the changes.

Speaking of which, it was the bottle of perfume that made the trouble, Wen Xiange thought bitterly and turned to look at Xiufang who was sitting next to her.

I didn't expect a serious boss to give her that kind of thing. It's really a person who can't be judged by appearances. Inherent thinking kills people.

Now that there are so many people, it's not convenient for her to ask. When the two of them are alone together, she must ask her carefully what it is.

Song Xiufang sensed the resentful gazes of the people around her with puzzled expressions.

After thinking about it, I asked, "Is the perfume not easy to use?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." I didn't expect the boss to ask this question in a serious manner, and Wen Xiange was suddenly snatched by his own saliva.

(End of this chapter)