9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

"We're waiting for five minutes. If babe doesn't arrive in five minutes, mummy will call him to urge him Song Qingcheng coaxes baozi.

"Good!" Xiaobaozi simply answered. And then he started eating his chicken legs. However, song Qingcheng has no appetite for this meeting. Now he is the man in his heart.

It's nine in five minutes.

However

Five minutes later, people came and went in front of the restaurant, but there was no one they had to wait for.

Xiaobaozi doesn't eat at this meeting. He looks at the direction of the door eagerly, hoping to see songdabi.

Song Qingcheng saw what the child was thinking. She didn't wait, picked up the phone and called him.

……

Ying Xueer asked two people to help Ji Zhengting upstairs to the room she had prepared in advance. However, after a long time, she couldn't wake him up.

It's said that it's aphrodisiac with a little bit of enigmatic? Why can't you wake up in a coma?

Originally, she was worried that Ji Zhengting would not be able to get rid of the aphrodisiac, so she made a wedding dress for others at that time. So she added a little aphrodisiac to the aphrodisiac, which made him dizzy, got him into the room and woke him up. The next thing happened naturally.

But it turns out

What's going on here?

Did she take the wrong medicine? Give more enigmatic drugs and less aphrodisiac drugs?

She was about to take out the rest of the medicine to have a look when Ji Zhengting's phone rang.

Ying Xueer is scared because she has done something bad. However, when she saw the three words "Mrs. Ji" on the phone screen, she aroused all the shame and indignation in her heart.

Seeing the unconscious man on the bed, she picked up the phone and put it to her ear without hesitation, "Hello, I'm Mrs. Ji."

At the other end of the phone, song Qingcheng was shocked.

She even thought that she had dialed the wrong number, so she took down the phone and looked at it. She confirmed his number one by one, but before she finished, the voice came again, "are you looking for Zheng Ting? He's taking a bath. When he's done, I'll ask him to go back to you. "

Song Qingcheng didn't know when the phone was hung up, and his brain was full of those two sentences: "I'm Mrs. Ji." "Zheng Ting is taking a bath."

So, what's tonight?

What is she and her children?

"Mommy Mommy Seeing that there was something wrong with mummy, xiaobaozi called her a few times, and song Qingcheng recovered.

"Why What's the matter? " She asked the child.

"When I asked your father when he would arrive, you ignored me."

“……” When will it arrive What should she say to the child? How can she explain to the child?

She woke up suddenly in her head. The last time I called, it was Ying Xueer who answered.

Just now that voice, she listened to is the voice of Ying Xueer.

So, Ying xue'er may have said that on purpose, just like last time.

No, she can't be fooled. So, she must call again later to have a look.

She didn't believe it. She didn't call at the right time. Even if he can't get it once, she will call twice. If she can't get it twice, she will call three times

Until he gets a call.

……

Ying Xueer is not reconciled. What she has planned is just like this. Continue to think of ways to wake up Ji Zhengting.

But On the other hand, if he wakes him up, he will not only do nothing to himself, but also humiliate her. Isn't she looking for humiliation?

Finally, she took out the medicine left in her pocket and examined it carefully. Both of them were small white pills. She was too flustered and confused when she took them.

Even if now take out contrast, she also can't distinguish just that kind of medicine was under more.

In desperation, she only sent a message to ask.

A minute later, she was told that the best way to distinguish between drugs is to taste them. Bitter taste is the fan - medicine, sour taste is the aphrodisiac.

Ying Xueer quickly tasted the taste of the medicine. Sure enough, she confused the two drugs.

Ten thousand grass mud horses fly by!

When she is depressed, Ji Zhengting's phone rings again. She's in a bad mood now. She's very upset when she hears the phone call. After grabbing his phone, she wanted to turn it off, but when she saw the caller, she released the key to turn it off.

It seems that song Qingcheng doesn't believe her any more, and calls back to confirm the situation.

Today, we have to let her die!

……

Song Qingcheng was uneasy, holding the phone tightly. The voice of the phone came one by one, let her heart with that voice, sink again and again.

The phone has been ringing for a long time, when she was about to give up, suddenly, the phone was answered.However

It's ok if she doesn't answer. After answering, her heart falls to the bottom completely.

"Well Ah Zheng Ting Don't be in such a hurry Well... "

Song Qingcheng was a little scared. His mind was blank. The phone slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a bang.

Xiaobaozi was startled. He looked at mummy and picked up the phone from the ground. Song Qingcheng grabs the phone in a hurry for fear that the child will hear the shameful voice.

However, the phone has been hung up.

……

The next day.

Hot headlines startle the mysterious wife of Ji's CEO to settle down in Ying's family. The two spent Christmas Eve together in the Spyker presidential suite, and two people were secretly photographed.

This news burst out, eating melon netizens quickly picked out a microblog released by Ying Xueer last night, and the location of microblog is Spyker hotel.

Microblog content is: unforgettable Christmas Eve, you, enough! With a "heart" expression.

Attached below are photos of two romantic dinners, red wine and candles, and a picture of a man holding a woman's hand with a pair of wedding rings.

This micro blog, no doubt, is a real relationship between her and Ji Zhengting.

……

Song Qingcheng sat on the sofa all night. The whole person looks very haggard, the face is not good.

The phone on the side, ring again and again, she can't hear anything like the same, stay wooden curled up in the sofa, brain blank.

I don't know how long later, the door was knocked, and there was a lot of noise.

"Qing Cheng What's going on Xinyue's voice came from outside the door. She yelled and patted on the door.

Song Qingcheng suddenly regained her mind, worried that the child would wake up. She had her hair cut and tried not to look too embarrassed. Then she went to open the door.

"Qingcheng, are you ok?" When the door was opened, Xinyue rushed in, supported her shoulders and asked her nervously.

It seems that song Qingcheng didn't recover completely, or he didn't sleep all night, and his reaction was a little slow. She shook her head and said nothing.