CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

"Oh, you forget, they just got married last time!" Mrs. Han's orchid fingers are up.

"Even if I die, it's none of my business! Every day, there are so many things. It's you who don't even have a bird hair. People are married and engaged. I don't see you give me a bird hair. "

As she spoke, Mrs. Han walked softly from upstairs to the sofa. She turned around and got into Mr. Han's arms like a bird.

"Well, we still have a lot of time. Don't worry. Continue to talk about the engagement. You say that the Xia family has only one daughter. How can they marry the eldest young master of the Leng family and the second young master of the Leng family? "

Gossip is the favorite thing for her carefree and carefree people in her early twenties, just like a cat smelling fish.

"When you say that, I remember that when they got married last time, Xia Laozi also accepted me a golden night pearl. It's another fuckin 'engagement. It's cruel. It's another wave of betrothal gifts."

Said the night pearl, the arms of the canary, suddenly turned into a small wild cat, carrying the fat General Han's ears, harshly said: "what do you say? You gave them my favorite night pearl? How dare you

Han Zong, who was like a fierce tiger, also lowered his head under the cat: "wife, I'm wrong, I'm wrong. Let me go. How can I know what the hell those two old guys are doing to him? After such calculation, they will charge me for three betrothal gifts!"

The more they think about it, the more wrong they are, and they frown at the same time.

The night is like splashing ink. Some people sleep heartlessly, some people are doomed not to sleep. The same people have different ideas, and different people are looking for the same interests.

The moon is rising, and the sleepy earth is covered with mystery.

Leng Shaoheng's plane landed at Feiyu airport in the middle of the night. Although is a body tired, but can return here again, again tired rush about is also enough.

Just off the plane and on the forward car, the speed is smooth, steady to stop in the downstairs where Shen Qingqing lives.

There was a soft knock outside the door.

"Mommy, it's like someone's knocking at the door."

Shen Qingqing, confused, turns on the light and taps the cold words. "Mo Mo, go to sleep. Mommy, go and see who it is."

"Who is knocking at the door?" Shen Qingqing asked tentatively.

"I don't know." A low familiar voice sounded.

"Leng Shaoheng?" With that, Shen Qingqing opens the door, but is caught in his arms by the man in black robe. He lifts up the black robe and wraps Shen Qingqing tightly.

"What did you just call me? Dare you say that again? " It's the familiar voice, it's the voice that can easily make her warm.

"Cold Mr. Leng, why did you come back so soon? "

"Don't interrupt. You called me husband before you left. How can you change your tongue now? Don't change your tongue Leng Shaoheng's deep voice is full of spoiling.

Shen Qingqing had no way to answer, so she had to change the topic: "didn't you say three months before, why did you come back in only three days?"

"Because I miss you."

Shen Qingqing wants to speak, but Leng Shaoheng covers his mouth and opens his voice: "Shh, don't talk, I'm cold."

After holding for a long time, they released their hands and entered the room.

Inside the room stood a villain with his hands crossed, his mouth murmuring, and two thick eyebrows bulging, apparently waiting for someone to enter the room.