Addicted to Love: I Picked Up a Husband

Ning Huaihuai was still struggling, but in the face of such an affectionate Xie Tangfeng, all his bones are crisp, where there is energy to struggle, just tightly closed his eyes.

When Xie Tangfeng saw that she didn't struggle, he understood that she was obedient to her own meaning and at her disposal. He liked obedient girls.

Xie Tangfeng is very dishonest here, preparing for the next step.

Just as he was about to take the next step, Xie Tangfeng's phone rang again.

In normal times, 90% will not answer the phone unless there is something particularly important.

"Xie Tangfeng, your phone is ringing. Answer it quickly." Ning Huaihuai said first.

He suddenly thought that it might be the official looking for him to eat. He took a look at Ning Huaihuai. They looked at each other and smiled. "Come back in the evening, let's continue."

"Are you going out again?" When Ning Huaihuai asked, his face had changed.

"Well, this dinner is very important. We have to go, but it will be very soon. We expect to be back before 12 o'clock." Xie Tangfeng said faintly.

"Hurry." Ning Huaihuai said, holding the quilt in one hand, covered himself.

Xie reached for the phone and said, "Tang Feng, are you here?"

"I'm going downstairs now. The driver just arrived." Xie Tangfeng said as he got up.

"OK, come on."

When Xie Tangfeng came to the door, he looked back at Ning Huaihuai lying in bed. The two strode over and kissed her face.

This just hurried downstairs, he saw Wang Qiang to call his show. Just now when the official called, Wang Qiang also called.

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry over there." Xie Tangfeng told Wang Qiang.

"Yes, Mr. Xie." Wang Qiang stepped on the accelerator and drove up to 100.

When he got there 20 minutes later, Xie received a warm welcome.

Zhao Dong, the official, kept repeating when he introduced Xie Tangfeng, "this is the youngest and most promising entrepreneur in our city. His branches are all over the country. It's really amazing."

"No, no, it's not that good. I'm flattered." Xie Tangfeng had to prevaricate.

At this banquet, Xie Tangfeng knew many important local officials, and his rank was much higher than Zhao Dong's.

"Mr. Xie, you have to treat us well some other day." Zhao Dong is drunk and stands at the door of the hotel, saying goodbye to Xie Tangfeng.

"Sure, I'm Xie Tangfeng. Am I a errand man? Lao Zhao, you decide the day. When everyone has time, I'll invite everyone." What Xie Tangfeng said was very straightforward.

"Ha ha, OK. When I call, I'm sure you won't save this meal. Don't worry. I'll go first

"Well, slow down."

When Xie Tangfeng got on the bus, the first thing he did was to look at his watch. It was exactly 12 o'clock. When he got home, he couldn't be more than 12 o'clock. Just now he said he would be home before 12 o'clock, so he was late again.

"Ning Huaihuai must have gone to sleep. You can't disturb her when you go back. That little stubborn temper can't kick me." Xie Tangfeng muttered in his heart.

"Wang Qiang, are you interrupting your rest when you are so late?" Xie Tangfeng asked with concern.

"No, Mr. Xie. It's my job to protect you. You haven't had a rest yet. I'm not qualified to have a rest." Wang Qiang said in a firm tone.

"It's early in the morning, so you'll come to the company later tomorrow and let you sleep in." Xie said with a smile.

Because Xie Tangfeng gets up early for many years, so Wang Qiang also gets up early. His work and rest time must follow Xie Tangfeng.

"Thank you, I really don't need it."

"So you're not tired?"

"What's tiring about it? When I was a teenager, carrying cement on the construction site was tiring."

"Whatever. If you can't get up, you don't have to pick me up in the morning. If you can get up, if you can get up in the morning, come and pick me up."

"I can get up."

He is a driver. The driver's responsibility must be to obey the boss's arrangement.

When he got home, Xie Tangfeng didn't dare to go to the bedroom to sleep after taking a bath. He went directly to the study. He is also very tired. He has been busy from morning to night these days. At the moment, he doesn't want to do anything and wants to sleep.

Ning Huaihuai went to bed early today, unlike that day when she had been waiting for Xie Tangfeng to fall asleep. She knew that Xie Tangfeng could come back today, which was a lot of peace of mind.

These two people do not mention, single table Zhu Mengyang.

He is in his villa, but no one is honest. He is not used to sleeping alone. This brings the employees in the company to their own beds.

Zhu Mengyang has forgotten the name of the receptionist who accompanied him a few days ago. The receptionist doesn't work as a receptionist with the 40000 yuan he gave him.

Because Zhu Mengyang told her that they would not meet in the future.

This time, the one Zhu Mengyang brought to bed was not a young girl, but a woman who had been married for two years. He was 31 years old and his name was Jiang Qihua.

"Happy?" Zhu Mengyang's hand; Holding Jiang Qihua, holding a cigarette in one hand.

"Well." Jiang Qihua is embarrassed to say that she is also a conservative.

"Well, what do you mean? I don't like to hear it. Well, happy or unhappy? " Zhu Mengyang's voice sounds very stern.

Jiang Qihua was several years older than him, but their ranks were far different, and their social status was a heaven and a place. She's just a copywriter for the company.

She heard each other's questions a little harsh, dare not speak out loud, whispered in her throat, "happy."

Finish saying these two words, it is called blush, this is the first time for two people, Zhu Mengyang than forced her to say such shy words.

"There's something happier. I'll give it to you tomorrow." Zhu Mengyang finished and pinched her hard.

"Ah! It hurts Jiang Qihua cried out in pain.

It was not an ordinary pain. She felt that a piece of meat on her body was about to be pinched off. She was an introvert and didn't like to talk. She could bear everything. However, she really couldn't bear that just now.

"So loud! I tell you, no matter what I do to you in the future, don't shout, do you hear me? " Zhu Mengyang said, a will her floor, facing himself.

He looked at Jiang Qihua without blinking, as if to see through her.

"I'm talking to you! Say, "do you hear me?"

"Well, I hear you."

"Well, I said it. I don't like others to say well." Zhu Mengyang's eyes widened again, and there was a sharp look in the corner of his eyes.

"I see."

Zhu Mengyang looked at her and pinched her face again. The strength was lighter than just now, but it was not lighter. The painful corners of Jiang Qihua's eyes were wet. She covered her face with her hands and dared not speak. Her innocent big eyes were black and bright.