Chief husband, strong love!

Mu Beishen's tone was gentle and calm, as if he were just a sparse and ordinary sentence.

Su Yan stared at his face quietly.

It's like looking at how big this face is.

She stabbed the heart, not the brain.

Why can't he think about another more realistic problem before he does things and speaks.

Who wants to spend his money!

He knew that she didn't like him and didn't want to have anything to do with him.

On the one hand, he had to relate himself to her.

Don't you think it's contradictory?

He looked at Su Yan calmly, as if he knew what she was thinking, "you haven't spent my money before."

"Is that one thing?"

"Why not?"

Su Yan's eyes narrowed a faint light and listened to his answer without hesitation, "it was before, I take it for granted. Are you still my gold master now?"

"No."

"So why are you talking to me about so much useless? Your suggestions are useless!" Su Yan muttered, "I think you castrate your brain..."

Before a word fell, she just felt the chill whizzing upward.

Her mouth is so fast that she confiscates it herself.

The balcony is a big wide sofa. She has been leaning against the corner.

The originally folded legs were also held together in front of her chest, making her look like a ball.

The twinkle of repentance in her eyes did not hide much, but her words were spoken.

Su Yan hesitated for a moment. He didn't say anything to apologize. He was still there.

Thought he might make her look good next second.

She almost closed her eyes, but she didn't respond.

Su Yan quietly opened his eyes and saw that he was still sitting in his place.

But he obviously ignored her and looked back at his laptop.

She looked at his cold and calm side face, but her heart was higher than just mentioned.

In fact, he really doesn't care about the speed of words, so he probably just doesn't care about her.

But the silence still made her feel very uncomfortable.

Su Yan felt that she was too sensitive to right and wrong, so she had to take half the responsibility for his small operation.

Even the little operation didn't even tell her.

Nor should she use a word that might stimulate a man's self-esteem.

No matter who speaks fast, he is a man after all.

Under the trend of this idea, Su Yan took a deep breath silently, put down his hands holding his legs, threw the advertising contract aside and moved aside a little bit.

"Cough!" She didn't look at Mu Beishen, coughed and glanced away, "I... I just want to say... I... Didn't mean to... I didn't mean to make fun of you..."

She could not see the expression, but she heard the man's indistinguishable smile, "make fun of?"

"I mean, I didn't mean... That."

Mu Beishen finished the finishing work, closed the computer and threw it aside when he sent the e-mail. She deliberately turned her face to the side and turned back, "make fun of me. You have to have the courage, do you?"

Su Yan's eyes flickered and it was a little difficult to face him.

Of course she... Dare not.

If she really made fun of him being castrated, she wouldn't think her waist was too good.

The man's body approached a little, and she felt that he was almost going to press her on the sofa.