CEO spoils me too much

"Yes, sir." A Zhe is ordered to go to battle in person.

The thick arm grabbed Mubei's arm and dragged it out.

"Hey, let me go."

Mubei hasn't asked clearly. I don't want to be thrown out like this.

But he was too weak in front of Zhe.

Before the struggle came, people were shouldered and thrown out of the gate.

Muying stands in place, watching two bodyguards come to her.

She shook her head in fright. "Then don't throw me away. I'll leave alone."

Then she turned and left.

Run out of the gate.

Bang.

The Butler closed the iron door.

Mubei and muying look at me and I look at you.

"Third brother, why are we so embarrassed?"

"I also want to know what's wrong. Who do you think sent that message?"

Mubei went to the front of the car and leaned over to take a picture of his disordered hair style.

Mu Yingdu thought it over carefully with her lips.

"I don't think it's like Uncle Ling. He never sent me a text message to make a phone call. The phone number in his mobile phone address book was saved secretly once when I stole his mobile phone."

"In fact, I don't think he will text you." Mubei sighed a little and rearranged her hair style.

"Third brother, don't you believe you still come?"

Mu Ying doesn't understand this brother's brain circuit.

"At least I've seen thousands of people. You've seen uncle Ling, haven't you?" Mubei picks his eyebrows, opens the door and drills into the car.

Mu Ying's brain turns around, and suddenly she laughs and follows her car.

"Well, you, third brother, it turned out that you had this idea."

"Otherwise."

Mubei leaned on the seat and closed her eyes wearily.

In Lingjia villa.

Into silence.

Ling Xiaohan is approaching the millennium.

Accompanied by a cold air.

Scared, she ran upstairs.

Just walked two steps, was pulled by Ling Xiaohan, and picked up from the spot, "still want to run?"

Ji Qianchen, who was lifted up by the sky, was lying in his arms as if he were dead. "What are you doing?"

"Family law attends."

"Shit, you can't do that." Ji Qianchen struggled twice in his arms.

"Hand slip sent the wrong message? Make me a scum man

Ling Xiao's sharp and cold eyes looked at her.

Ji Qianchen stroked his face with both hands, and dared not face Ling Xiaohan. "It's all caused by hand sliding. Why don't you hit my hand?"

"You think I believe it's hand sliding?" Ling Xiaohan carried her step by step upstairs.

"I don't believe in pulling down. How can I send this kind of text message to my rival? I don't have a hole in my mind."

Ji Qianchen turned a white eye and argued with Ling Xiaohan.

"Your number and Mu Ying's number are displayed at one end of the address book. Don't take your husband as an idiot."

Ling Xiaohan kicked open the bedroom door, hugged her into the room, and then locked the door.

"Well, I did it on purpose. I want to invite Mu Ying to play at home. I want to tell you that I'm generous, unlike some people."

Some people referred to by Ji Qianchen are Ling Xiaohan.

She was insinuating that he was not generous and exclusive.

Ling Xiaohan goes to the bedside, takes Ji Qianchen to the big bed, presses her whole body up, and imprisons her under the body.

"Some people? Point to me? "

"I didn't say that."

Ji Qianchen turned his head.

Ling Xiaohan reaches out and breaks her head back.

"You are very presumptuous today."

"Yes, I'm going to revolt."

Ji Qianchen turned over and slipped out of the control of Ling Xiaohan.

"Oh? How to make it? " Ling owl raised his eyebrows and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the little woman who got out of the bed.

Ji Qianchen went to the table, picked up the drawing paper and pencil, and wrote two big words on the paper, "rebellion."

Then lift it to Ling Xiaohan.

"See? It's made. "

Ling Xiaohan looked at the two words of the great rebellion.

This little woman really surprises him all the time.

Ling Xiaohan reached out and took the paper out of her hand and threw it away.

Then he pulled Ji Qianchen back to his bed. "You made it. Now it's my turn to make it."

"Shit, what are you going to make?"

"People."

"I have one in my stomach. I made your sister."

Ji Qianchen stretches out his hand and pushes him away, protecting his body steadily."Then make strawberries."

Lingxiao cold hook lips a smile, fingers extended to her back, gently tore the zipper of her dress.

"Animals."

Ji Qianchen lies on the bed and roars to the sky.

It also failed to stop Ling Xiao's creation in the long cold night.

A few days later.

Ushered in China's most lively Spring Festival.

Streets and alleys are decorated with spring couplets and lanterns.

Lingjia villa is always cold and clean.

Under Ji Qianchen's Zhang Luo, it has also become a paradise for celebration.

"This one's hanging askew here, radish." Ji Qianchen stands at the gate and commands rob with his head up.

"Radish, this spring festival couplet is pasted backwards. This is the first couplet. This is the second couplet. You pasted it backwards. "

After arranging the lanterns, rob was busy jumping down to watch the Spring Festival couplets.

"Little madam, I haven't pasted the spring festival couplet. I don't know which is the first couplet and which is the second couplet." Rob grabbed his hair in embarrassment.

"Are you Chinese?" Ji Qianchen looked at him contemptuously.

"Report, young lady. I'm Korean. Later they moved to China. "

"My God, radish, it turns out that you are still a Korean oba. No wonder your legs are so long."

Ji Qianchen had a moment of admiration for rob.

It's not easy for a Korean to live like a Chinese.

As soon as Ling Xiaohan came in, he saw the spring festival couplet of the festive lantern at the door, and his mouth opened a faint smile.

This family, finally has a family appearance.

See Ling Xiao cold back, Ji Qianchen rushed to him at full speed, "how do you like the arrangement?"

Ling Xiaohan nodded, "well, good-looking, I brought someone back."

"Who is it?"

Ling Xiaohan goes to the front of the car and opens the door.

Pick up Su Wan from the back of the car.

"Mom!"

When Ji Qianchen saw Su Wan, he was pleasantly surprised and shouted to his mother.

Su Wan seems to be in a good mood and her mind is clearer than usual. She walks to Ji Qianchen with a smile, holds her hands and smiles kindly.

Although she didn't know what to say, her mouth seemed very excited. She put her hand into her pocket and took out a big red bag and put it into Ji Qianchen's hand

"Mom, don't give me a red bag." Ji Qianchen is embarrassed and dare not answer.

Ling Xiaohan gives her a look and signals her to continue.

Ji Qianchen is also afraid of refuting her mother-in-law's interest. She takes the red packet and helps Su Wan into the house with Ling Xiaohan.

Standing in front of the gate, Su Wan suddenly stopped.

Eyes red looking at the front of the spring festival couplet to see for a long time, it seems to fall into what memories.

After a long time, Su Wan picked up a gentle smile, pointed to the red lantern and murmured, "it's really beautiful."