Black-hearted Wife And Evil CEO

"Honey?" He unconsciously recited it in his heart, and his face turned red into a monkey's buttocks.

So numb words, let him a gentleman's big man say so kindly? But watching that girl on TV with a happy look on her face knows that girls should like to be called like this, right? Isn't it hard for him?

Li Mo Shen, whose soul has been cut off by a "baby", even has no idea of cooking. If it wasn't for Annin in the sofa several times, I'm afraid that this lunch will not be done well until tomorrow.

"It will be ready soon," he said He put all his attention back on cooking. Even so, he never forgot the word "baby".

After an hour, a big lunch was finally served. Annie was so hungry that she could not argue with him any more. She took up her chopsticks and began to dig into her mouth. His craftsmanship is not really boastful. Every dish is not only attractive in color, but also can be called the craftsmanship of a first-class chef.

Eating from his own heart, he inadvertently picked up vegetables and raised his head. Just a quick glance, he saw that he had something on his mind.

Brows locked, eyes, even put in front of the chopsticks are not moving, it seems to be something bothered.

The chopsticks in the hand gently put down, took a paper towel to wipe his mouth, and then quietly looked at him, a faint smile, "it's really rare, chief Li will also have trouble?"

Li Mo Shen, who was thinking about how to call the baby out of her mouth, was pulled back by an Nian's sarcasm. She was not angry or angry. She raised her lips and gave her a bad smile, and her eyebrows expanded a lot. I don't know why, he likes to talk to him in this way. Does this mean that he is ill? Like being abused? In any case, as long as he heard her, his every pore was comfortable.

The eye light on delicate face flickers, the corner of the mouth slightly raises: "My Li Mo deep biggest worry matter is you?"

"Oh Hearing his reply, an Nian couldn't help but sneer. Even the eyes staring at him showed disdain. "Since I'm tired of Li chief, why don't you let me go?"

I saw her eyes twinkle slightly, with a bit of banter, "I am tied to you all day and night, let you go, I am not more annoyed? Don't you think so, honey

At one go, he finally called out the numb word. He himself was a little hard to believe. He actually said it?

The opposite person was a little stunned. Obviously, she never dreamed that she could say such a numb word in her mouth like ice, which made her goose bumps all over the ground.

Some words, just like some things, as long as you take the first step bravely, it seems that it will become very easy next, just like a baby that makes him sleep and eat uneasy. After really calling it out, it will not be so difficult.

Staring at her pale face, she lifted her thin lips, reached out for her chopsticks, picked up a piece of broccoli, and stretched it out. When preaching, she did not forget to act together: "ah! Open your mouth. "

Ann read coldly gouged out his eyes and did not open his face.

In her opinion, all he did was to play with her, torture her, and see the jokes after she made a fool of.

Lenglie way: "Li Mo deep, interesting?"

Stiff in the air hand back, and the green broccoli slowly put into his own mouth, gently chewing. The pair of eyes full of danger were firmly nailed on her face, with the same tone, and still a casual look, "interesting, do you think I am a person who can do such boring things?"

It's not boring to leave a fortune 500 company alone and lock her up on this isolated island every day?

She really wanted to ask a weak question: brother, what's the boring in your dictionary?

An Nian instantly felt that he was doomed to be planted in his body from the moment he knew him, and had been entangled in his life. I don't know why, after these days alone, she seems to rely more and more on the feeling of being with him. Other things are very out of tune. Even if he is not in the right mind, why does she still fall?

Is this the so-called love.

Make a pair of crazy men and women have to jump into the fire pit?

It turned out that she could not escape the fate of vulgarity.

Knowing that it was useless to say more, she might as well fill her stomach first. She simply ignored him and continued to pick up chopsticks to eat the rice in the bowl. Before reaching for the vegetables, three or two pieces of meat were put into her bowl. Slowly raised her head and looked at him. She still had a bad smile on her face. She could not see what ghosts were thinking in her mind. She would no longer be coquettish. She took up a small bowl and ate the pieces of meat he had caught in her mouth.

Staring at her eyes finally showed a light of joy after she ate, so the satisfaction was no less than any good results he had achieved in his work.

After lunch, he took the initiative to clear the table and clean the dishes, while Annin was arranged to write and draw in the study. Sitting in front of the desk, writing but do not know what to draw? I haven't taken the brush for a long time, but I don't know what to say. After the heart chagrin, more is sad. Design was originally her favorite, the best way to get her back to herself, but now it seems that it has become the handle to laugh at her for nothing.That kind of uncomfortable feeling, like a singer can no longer sing a good song, a beautiful dancer can no longer stand on the stage, elegant rotation is a truth.

Think more, the whole person is irritable, arm a swing, the brush and paper on the desk were swept to the ground, "crash", although the sound is not loud, but still surprised in the kitchen busy dishes.

He pushed the door in. His eyes were full of eager concern. Seeing a scene in the room, he stopped moving forward. His brush and paper were scattered on the ground. Her arms were against the desk, and her fingers were in her hair. The scattered hair covered her face very well. Just looking at her side and back, he could feel that she was in a bad mood at this time Suddenly I understood what was going on.

The hand on the doorknob tightened, and then there was a light footstep, a moving sound, and then a door closing sound.

The moment the door was closed, she was so excited that she thought he had passed by. She didn't control it for a time. She turned her head and roared: "it's very sad to see me. Are you satisfied now?"

She was stunned by her hair.

The room was empty except for her, and the door was tightly closed.

Her heart, at this moment, suddenly trembled a few times, even just angry temper also gradually, bit by bit back.

So, he didn't come in?