Bad President: Daddy, You Lost Favor

But when he finished, Su Xiaohe's face turned red. This phone call, this question, all represents the concern of kimakawa. When dialing out, she didn't think about anything. She just didn't want to get in the rain like Qi mochuan. But at this moment, when he got through, she reflected her excessive concern“ Cool off. " I don't want to. Qi mochuan's smooth tone on the mobile phone gives such an answer. The answer is absolutely inadequate. It's going to be new year's day. Although the weather in the south is not as ice and snow as that in the north, and it's not below zero, it's still very cold when it rains. It's really cold when it's wet. But Qi mochuan was able to give the answer "cool" without blushing or beating. He's good. Su Xiaohe secretly thumbs up and looks downstairs. As soon as she dials the phone, Qi mochuan and Xu Ziqing all look up to the direction she lives upstairs in the rain. Receiving the sight of the two men, Su Xiaohe first subconsciously retracts his head. At the same time, as far as he can see, an Zhao also retracts his head. Then, without looking back, he walked back into the living room and said, "I went to send mail." As if, nothing to see, there is no other words. Can an Zhao this sentence, but through Su Xiaohe's mobile phone to the downstairs two men's ears, "an Zhao, don't go." Su Xiaohe can't help frowning when he hears Xu Ziqing's cry. Qi mochuan is using hands-free. The words she just said must have been heard by Xu Ziqing. Think of this, can not help but blush, "Qi mochuan, you actually press hands-free." Then she hung up, turned and went into the living room, ignoring the two madmen in the rain. Turn on the laptop and Su Xiaohe continues to send email. But, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, there is no way to concentrate. Quietly to the window, quietly look out, under the yellow street lights, the figure of two men still standing in front of the car, as if can't feel the rain, standing there very comfortable to enjoy the scenery of the night. But such a rainy night, wet, the wind blow, the whole person must be frozen through. Clutching his mobile phone, Su Xiaohe wants to make another call and scold Qi mochuan. But if he does, he still seems worried about him and doesn't trust him. To put it bluntly, he just can't let Qi mochuan go. But in fact, she was standing in front of the window, and she couldn't put Qi mochuan down. She's just like that. It's useless. Who made her love him so much. She is worried about Qi mochuan here, and an Zhao must be worried about Xu Ziqing there. Thinking of this, Su Xiaohe turns around and walks out of the room. He goes to the next room and pushes the door gently. When he sees an Zhao, who is also standing in front of the window, his heart suddenly balances. It's not just her fool who cares about Qi mochuan, but an Zhao also cares about Xu Ziqing. She and an Zhao are about the same. Sure enough, the woman in love is the stupidest, and her IQ is lowered. Looking at an Zhao like this is another feeling of his own. She pushed an Zhao's door open, but an Zhao, who was looking out of the window, didn't notice her coming. Su Xiaohe quietly back, quietly closed an Zhao's door, quietly back to his bedroom. Then, suppress the impulse to rush to the window again, and force yourself to continue to immerse yourself in your email work. Completely into the work, unconsciously, she finally diverted their attention. But after an hour, she came to the window again. She thought that Qi mochuan and Xu Ziqing could not bear to leave at this time. But I didn't expect that the two fools were still in the rain. Although the winter rain was not very big, it was not small. It must have been cold to the bone after pouring it on the body for so long. Heart, can't help but more pain. Now she has no plans to divorce Qi mochuan, but she hasn't figured out when to go home. In fact, she wants to make a career of her own and go back when she can match Qi mochuan.