Bodyguard of the Goddess

After leaving the clubhouse, Xiao Zhengshen took a breath of fresh air away from the conspiracy. The mood is exceptionally refreshing.

"I am too good, too loyal!" Xiao Zheng said with pride. "The temptation of such a big temptation has failed to defeat my psychological defense. How many men in this world are so upright like me?"

Just when A Zhenge was mad at himself, he could not help but sound a voice in his mind.

"Your refusal today is to premeditate that he will be the new Austrian!"

"Fart!" A Zheng Ge angered. "Is such a shameless person?"

"Yes"

......

After stopping the taxi on the side of the road, Xiao Zheng returned home happily.

I have not returned for half a month. The community is still so elegant, and the furnishings at the door are as familiar as ever. Xiao Zheng took out the key and skillfully pushed the door open.

As soon as he entered the house, Xiao Zheng smelled the smell of the nose. It is Xiao Zheng's favorite, and it is also the hot pot that Lin Huayin is best at. Shaking his coat, which was blown by the cold wind, and a little flash, Xiao Zheng smiled into the hall. Lin Lin, who is sitting on the sofa watching TV, said: "Wait for me?"

Lin Huayin returned to the gods, his expression was not cold, but he did not enthusiastically help Xiao Zheng to take over the briefcase and said: "Well. Haven't eaten yet?"

The hot pot was made by her early work, and the vegetable meat was also bought in the supermarket in advance. During the period of Xiao Zheng’s departure, Lin’s paintings have been eaten simply and lightly. Like the hot pot, which is time-consuming and energy-consuming, Lin Lin’s sounds are not made by one person.

"Eat." Xiao Zheng smiled casually.

"Well?" Lin Huayin's eyes flashed slightly, wondering. "have eaten?"

The heart was slightly lost, but it was not shown in the pretty face of the day.

"But I didn't have enough." Xiao Zheng saw the sound of Lin's painting, and he couldn't help laughing. "I just drank a few glasses of wine and screamed at the guys who invited me to eat."

Lin Yinyin put down the briefcase and walked to the restaurant while curiously asking: "Someone invites you to eat, why should you swear?"

"Because they invited me to eat, I wanted to send me to count you." Xiao Zheng said with pride. "I was particularly righteous and refused their invitation. I don't want you to say that the conditions they gave me are that even people who are so generous can't open it."

"Oh?" Lin Huayin asked Xiao Zheng to set the tableware and asked. "What conditions do they give you?"

Xiao Zheng said this, Lin Yinyin knows who is going to invite Xiao Zheng to dinner tonight. I also understand what Xiao Zheng’s so-called calculations are.

"After investing billions, give me a 3 percent stake. I will give me another 10 million yuan." Xiao Zheng said with a domineering look. "Is their shots very wide?"

"If you promised, you will become a billionaire overnight." Lin's analysis of sound rationality.

"No, it is." Xiao Zheng shot his thigh. “I just missed the opportunity to be a billionaire!”

"I will give you." Lin Huayin helped Xiao Zheng to burn a few pieces of lamb, said. "I have a 51% stake. How much do you want?"

"What are you doing for me?" Xiao Zheng was gorging on the familiar hot pot, the delicious hot pot, and his face was more than satisfied and comfortable.

After eating a few mouthfuls of mutton, Xiao Zheng slammed a large beer and said, "I am not a rare shareholder. I am eating well now, and I still live in such a big house. You are really me. That kind of insatiable person?"

Lin Huayin’s lips are slightly upturned, but they are not as good as ordinary people’s praise. Xiaozhen’s good attitude: “The market value of this 51st stock is only 1.5 billion. In a few years, it may be worth 15 billion. It is."

Jingle.

The tableware fell on the table, Xiao Zheng blinked and said: "So valuable?"

Lin Huayin nodded gently: "Almost."

"Then give me some points." Xiao Zhengying said with Lin Linyin.

“How much?” asked Lin’s voice. It seems that there is no tension at all.

"One percent." Xiao Zheng stretched out a finger and grinned.

Lin painted a slight frown: "Do you think I am very angry?"

"No." Xiao Zheng shook his head. "Just I have obsessive-compulsive disorder."

After a pause, Xiao Zheng continued: "Do you say that you account for 60% or even 70% of the shares? It is 51%. I feel particularly uncomfortable every time I hear it."

Xiao Zheng said this, Lin Mao's lips and lips evoke a rather large arc. In the end, she was forcibly pressed by her: "That's good. I will go through the formalities for you tomorrow. Eat, the meat is boiled."

Xiao Zheng nodded. He was very domineering and clipped a few pieces of meat to Lin Lin. He urged: " Eat more. If you don't see it for half a month, you seem to lose a lot."

Lin Huayin did not refuse, accompanied Xiao Zheng to eat hot pot, there is not much, the atmosphere is extraordinarily warm.

The so-called small wins the newlyweds, Xiao Zheng was not able to understand before, but now he feels the same.

After dinner, the two men who were after the shower were lying on the bed. Xiao Zheng’s arm holding Lin’s voice was extraordinarily powerful. He buried his head in the hair of Lin’s painting, and asked in a bold day: “I am not here, did you miss me?"

The sound of Xiao Zheng’s emotional love sounded in the ear. Lin’s paintings only felt that the petite body was tight, the pretty face was slightly hot, and the red lips were slightly open, but after all, it was just a simple syllable: “Well.”

The two people who lived together day and night could not meet for half a month. Even if I was a workaholic like Lin Huayin, I missed Xiao Zheng who was far away from home. Especially the days when Xiao was in New York were not always flat. More and more the agitation in the heart of Lin's paintings.

"Why don't you take the initiative to call me?" Xiao is blowing the ear of the ear. At the same time, I heard the sound of Lin's painting sounding very fast.

"I am very busy." Lin's paintings said in a concise manner.

"Is it too busy to even make a text message?" Xiao Zheng asked.

Lin Zhuyin was silent and didn't know how to answer.

"Forget it, know your temper." Ah Zhengge said regretfully.

Hearing the grievances in Xiao Zhengkou, Lin Huayin hesitated for a long while, and finally said: "The next time you go out to the door to call you."

Xiao Zheng heard the words, a little gratified in his heart, but his face was smirked and said: "I just came back, you are going to drive me out again? Honestly, is it carrying my little white face?"

Lin Zhuyin naturally heard that Xiao was joking, and for a long while, the tone was slightly gentle and said: "I am not already raising your little white face?"

Xiao Zheng brows a pick, a pair of salty pigs grabbed the forest tones: "If this is the case, then my little white face will come to serve you this little rich woman!"

The cold wind whistling outside the room, but the room was filled with joyful factors. Little wins the new marriage, but it is.

Continue to ask for flowers!