Black-hearted Wife And Evil CEO

An Nian, who was originally immersed in shyness, was poured cold water through her heart. She was silent for a long time before she said, "chief Li, the confident person seems not to be me, and I don't know where you come from. She said that I still want to have something to do with you. I'm sorry, sister doesn't lack men."

The figure with her back to an Nian suddenly turned around, with a look of rage, staring at Annin half lying on the bed for about two seconds. Suddenly, she burst into a smile with a penetrating smile. "You kind of woman" pauses and continues: "you'd better not have a bad heart, or I'll make you worse than death."

Slender fingers hook the curly hair on the chest, not angry or angry: "what kind of woman am I?"

The man in the rage gave her a cold glance, and turned away in anger. As soon as he opened the door and went out a few steps, he heard his grandmother's voice: "Stinky boy, don't sleep with the girl in the evening. What do you do in the study?"

"Grandma, I still have work to do."

"That's not good. If you have a job to do tomorrow, I'm exhausted if I don't have a good rest."

Li Mo Shen is pushed back to the room by her grandmother. Annian sits in front of the dressing table and takes off her make-up. She looks at his helpless expression through the mirror and wants to laugh. The first second angry out, the second after the training back, he can be so calm standing there, it is really not ordinary people.

Perhaps it is aware of her snickering, quiet eyes toward her, "also said you do not make the ghost?"

Turn to see him, hands spread out, with unspeakable pleasure: "wronged."

Li Mo deeply floated one eye bed, indifferent way: "I sleep in bed tonight."

Annian threw the cotton pad out of her hand and rushed over, her hands akimbo, "what about me?"

The man lay down leisurely, back to her, light floating to a: "you are free."

Stupefied for a few seconds, he looked at the small sofa in front of the window. Fortunately, there was a place that could make it for one night, so he no longer bothered with him and went back to the dresser to take off his makeup conscientiously.

After that, listen, she went to the bathroom, came out to get something from the closet, and finally heard her lying on the sofa. Li Mo Shen has been staring at the night light on the bedside table with his eyes open. Until the sound of even and calm breathing comes, his heart is slightly relaxed. What is he expecting? Or are you nervous about something? He couldn't tell himself.

In the dim yellow light, she curled up with her back to him. Even though she could not see her face, she could still feel her insecure eyebrows.

Heart, uncontrollable pain two times.

At dawn, he heard her get up, although it was very quiet to fold the quilt, very light to walk, he still heard clearly.

One night did not close his eyes, he is still unusually sober, do not know is the reason for her room, or think of the previous experience, anyway, is not sleepy. Listening to her quietly downstairs, he suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling for a long time, then got up and got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

Go downstairs.

Granny's happy laughter came, "how good is the skill of reciting?"

Ann read while holding porridge and smiling at her grandmother, "grandma, you can eat more if you like, and I'll make it for you every day."

Cold eyes toward the table a glance, a plate of steamed buns, a pot of millet pumpkin porridge, as well as boiled eggs and small dishes. She got up so early to prepare these things?

Across the living room directly to the door, while changing shoes, gently light to a sentence: "in a moment, there will be an aunt to come home, do you eat well? When you're ready, let's go. "

Ann read Leng for a long time to understand the meaning of his words, looked at the white flower steamed bun, ruthlessly returned a: "wait for me a moment, I take things to go immediately." Today is the weekend. There is L. She didn't want to be late because she didn't have a car for a while.

"Nian Nian, you haven't had breakfast yet?" From behind came grandma's voice of concern.

Gnashing teeth, "grandma, I have eaten, you hurry to eat it, finished, put, I come back to clean up."