CEO spoils me too much

Ji Qianchen, holding Ling Xiaohan's hand, looked up at the bright fireworks blooming in the high air, "so beautiful."

"Well, it's beautiful." Ling Xiaohan looks at the beautiful face of the woman beside him, muttering praise.

His woman is really beautiful.

"Little lady, fairy stick." The housekeeper lit some fairy sticks and handed them to Ji Qianchen.

Ji Qianchen takes a fairy stick and hands it to Ling Xiaohan, "take it and wave it. Like me. "

Ji Qianchen waves the fairy stick in his hand and turns around.

Stabbing fire light on her cheek, the brilliant smile, clear water eyes, like the most beautiful scenery eroded Ling Xiao's cold heart.

In his eyes, she was the kind of woman who was breathtaking.

He couldn't stop.

"Come on, wave it, or it will be wasted."

Ji Qianchen shook his stump like arm.

"What a fool."

Ling Xiaohan can't do it.

He is a big man, holding a fairy stick and waving, rotating and laughing like these servants in the yard.

"You dare say I'm stupid. Be careful I put the fairy stick in your head. "

"You're the only one who can't get in."

Ling Xiaohan laughs at her.

The fairy stick in his hand finally burned out slowly, leaving a small stick.

"Shit, you despise my height, so I'll have to give it a good try this day." Ji Qianchen rushes to rob, grabs the large fireworks in his hand, and goes to Ling Xiaohan with a bad smile.

"Hey, I'm not afraid? Can this be here? "

Ling Xiaohan immediately panicked. The stick of the fireworks was so long that it could reach his head easily.

If she does light his hair, it's over.

He'd better go first.

Ling Xiaohan kicks his hands into his trouser pocket and walks on.

"Don't go."

“……” Ling Xiaohan didn't say a word. He walked around the yard.

The fireworks were burning. When he made a few rounds, it was estimated that they would burn shorter and shorter, and she could not reach them.

"Ling Xiaohan, you stop for the old lady and fall your son. Are you responsible?"

Ji Qianchen is chasing him with his fireworks in his hands.

"That's my daughter."

Ling Xiaohan emphasizes again.

"Well, if you stop, that's your daughter. If you keep running, that's your son."

"When I'm stupid." Ling Xiaohan can't help laughing.

The sons and daughters are doomed, and can't be changed by arguing.

"Do you want to run or not?"

Ji Qianchen points at him and asks with a smile.

Ling Xiao was frozen in place.

Waiting for her to walk towards him step by step.

In the cold snow, the people who play happily do not feel a trace of coolness.

Ji Qianchen stared at the little nose red by the cold wind and strolled to Ling Xiaohan. "OK, your daughter is in the stomach. However, I can finally reach your head, hehe. "

Ji Qianchen laughs and raises his firework stick to his head.

Wait for her to take a look.

The firework just burned out and became a short piece.

Ling Xiaohan chuckled.

I didn't expect that the fireworks stick would cooperate with him.

Ji Qianchen's face was livid with rage. He threw the short stick on his hand to Ling Xiaohan. "Damn it! This fireworks is your undercover. "

"It's my undercover agent, of course, who bought it for my money."

Ling Xiaohan picked up his eyebrows and chuckled, with a face that was not beaten.

"You..."

Su Wan, who was standing at the entrance of the hall, was supported by the old housekeeper and watched the bustling scene in the yard.

"Madame, young master and young lady are very happy."

The old housekeeper said softly with a smile.

Su Wan nodded his head, and the smile on her face never faded.

"Good, good."

I'm tired of playing.

Ling Xiaohan returns to the bedroom first with Ji Qianchen in his arms.

In her bathroom.

Her cell phone has been sending messages.

Ling Xiaohan sat on the sofa in the room and couldn't help but take a look at her mobile phone.

Gu Yunxiu: Qianchen, happy New Year's Eve, happy new year. In the fifth year when I met you, I wish you happy and happy as you were when I first saw you.

Mubei: thousands of people. Although I'm not celebrating the new year, when I go to the countryside and do as the Romans do, I still want to say happy new year to you. Everything is going well. Congratulations on getting rich. Besides, remember to miss me.

Strange number: New Year's Eve after snow, miss you more, happy New Year's Eve.

I was angry enough to see the first two days.

See the third.Ling Xiaohan almost blew up.

Click on the strange SMS number and dial it out.

Ling Xiao is languidly leaning on the sofa, his legs overlapping, waiting for the phone to connect.

Over the phone.

The man standing in front of the floor to floor window drinking, turned his head and heard the ringing of the mobile phone.

Go to the tea table and pick up the mobile phone. See the caller's name.

A smile rippled from the man's lips and immediately connected.

There was no sound at the other end of the phone.

The man immediately went to the door, pulled the doorkeeper and put the mobile phone in her hand.

The servant did not know why he picked up the mobile phone and answered the phone according to the man's eyes.

"Hello?"

Ling Xiaohan hears the voice of a woman, and immediately hangs up.

Now, do women send messages to women and think of your sarcastic words?

Put your cell phone back on the sofa.

Ling Xiaohan goes to the bathroom door and waits for Ji Qianchen to come out.

Bata.

The bathroom door opened, and Ji Qianchen wiped the water from his hair.

"You and women will also send me miss you?" Asked Ling Xiao with cold and vinegar.

"Yes, I have oranges with my family every day. I miss you, mauda."

"If it's a stranger."

"This is not for sure."

"Well."

Ling Xiaohan suddenly understood the number just now.

Maybe the person who answered the phone was not the same as the owner of that number.

"Shouldn't you peep at my cell phone?"

Ji Qianchen picked up the mobile phone on the sofa and looked at it.

Several of the messages are read.

Obviously this guy has seen it.

Ling Xiao went to take his clothes into the bathroom in a cold breeze. "It's not a peep, it's a blatant look."

"It's lawless. I want a password. " Ji Qianchen returns to bed with his mobile phone and starts to play with the new password again.

We haven't set it up yet, and new information has been sent.

It's a strange number.

"Good night!"

Two words.

There was another one before.

"On New Year's Eve in snowy days, I miss you more. Happy New Year's Eve."

Is this the man Ling Xiaohan mentioned just now?

With full curiosity, Ji Qianchen replied to a past.

"Who are you?"

Before long, the message came back, "it doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I'm a person who cares about you in the distance."

It's not a pervert, is it?

Ji Qianchen shakes the gooseflesh on his body and deletes the contact information and SMS of that person.

In addition, Gu Yunxiu received a happy new year and a neuropathy for Mubei.

Then put down the mobile phone and wait for Ling Xiaohan to come out of the bathroom.