Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

Wan Yihao has been struggling in the market all his life. Who knows that he is not comical and timid? But now, he is suspected by a little girl that he can't give money?!

Where is the face?!!

Wan Yihao immediately draws out the check policy, writes down a check of 10 million with a big hand, signs his name, tears it off and throws it at Qing Yaoer.

At this time, the door came the voice of the housekeeper, "young master."

Then, a sharp ah: "roll!" Then there was a loud noise - the door was kicked open by him.

A thin check hasn't touched Qing Yao'er, so she loses her strength and falls to her feet.

Qing Yao'er squats down and picks up the check.

Wan Yi Shao came in and saw such a scene.

Yao'er has been bullied!

This idea occupied all of Shao's brain at one time, and when he came, his brain full of worries seemed to be injected with essence.

Wan Yi Shao's eyes are red, looking at Wan Yi Hao and song Qiao. The fierce look makes song Qiao feel that he wants to tear himself up and swallow it. It's like a hungry wolf who has been hungry for several days. Seeing his food, he is salivating.

Qing Yao'er seems to be unaware of the tense atmosphere. After picking up the check, she doesn't even look at the amount of money, so she folds it up and goes to Wan Yi Shao.

Wan Yihao sees all this in his eyes. He secretly satirizes Qing Yaoer that she is open-minded when she sees money, but her face is also taut. She looks at Wan Yishao without expression, as if she is waiting to see a joke.

Qing Yao'er walked up to him and stuffed the check into the pocket of Wan Yi Shao's suit coat, "reward you."

There is a moment of condensation in the air. Qing Yao'er looks back at Wan Yi Hao and kisses her face.

Wan Yihao said, "Qing Yaoer! Don't forget what you promised me

"Don't worry. As a good citizen who keeps his word, I will never forget it." Qing Yao'er responds carelessly.

Qing Yao'er looks at Wan Yi Shao with bright eyes, and solemnly says: "from today on, I'm going to leave you."

Wan Yi Shao Yao nodded, "let's go back to dinner."

"Good I want to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Recently, I especially like sour ones Well, how about some sour beans, eh? Is the pickled plum ready? I want to eat it too... "

Qing Yao'er's voice is getting farther and farther away, and they leave the old house together.

"Cough!" Wan Yihao saw that they were talking and laughing and left. He suddenly choked on his chest and coughed.

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In the middle of July, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Qingyaoer has been pregnant for four months. The hot weather makes her not want to move. Maybe it's because of her spiritual power. Qingyaoer's stomach is a little smaller than other pregnant women of four months. If she doesn't wear the clothes that show her figure, she can't see it at all.

Crisp in the last document signed, fine Yao son up to go to lunch.

No matter whether she has appetite or not, Qing Yao'er will force herself to eat some. She is so hungry that she has nothing to eat. Don't starve her baby.

"Miss, the store has been almost decorated, but the chef..." The housekeeper came in at this time and said with a sad face.

Although the hot pot in Chongqing is an old craft, it's all handed down from family.