Domineering president, forgive me

The bean paste sitting on the sofa obviously felt the smell of gunpowder in the air, and even shivered to the side of the phone.

"If you want to fight me now, it's like giving a head. I'm not limited to defeating you at all."

Qiao bin stood up and looked down at Muyu with a cold hum.

At this time, Muyu was not afraid. He narrowed his eyes and smiled disdainfully: "a weak chicken that can only send heads is not even slag in my eyes."

The voices of the two people grew louder and louder. Hearing these words in Dousha's ears, he thought the two people were about to fight, stroked their frightened heart and quickly dialed Jiang Yuanzhou's phone.

At this time, Jiang Yuanzhou was sitting in his office correcting documents. He was surprised to receive a call from home.

"What's the matter?"

"Dad, come back quickly. Aunt Muyu and uncle Qiao bin will fight soon."

After listening to these words, Jiang Yuanzhou was full of tension. Unexpectedly, the two of them went to Xiangyang's house and made trouble. Junxiu's face was black and comforted Dousha.

"Well, no matter what happens, you must never go to the place where they quarrel. Then you'll wait a minute and dad will go home right away. "

While talking, Jiang Yuanzhou knocked on the table distractedly. At this time, Secretary sun came in and saw the impatient mood on the president's face, and his attitude became more and more respectful.

"Help me deal with the documents first and review them when I come back."

He stood up directly during the conversation, walked out, just walked out of the company hall, quickly dialed the phone to Xiang's bodyguard, and his face was worried.

"What the hell is going on? Why did Qiao bin fight with Muyu? "

Hearing the harsh voice of the president from the other end of the phone, the bodyguards around looked at each other. They looked confused and shook their heads in panic.

"We don't know. There's nothing different at home."

"Speaking of it, Qiao bin is playing games with Mu Yu now, and the voice is getting louder and louder."

"It's been noisy just now."

After listening to these words, Jiang Yuanzhou at the other end of the phone understood that this was probably their daily state when they first met. On the contrary, it frightened Dousha.

After hanging up the phone, the originally tight face softened, turned and walked into the car, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

It doesn't hurt even if they fight. Anyway, Dousha called him this time to see what Xiangyang was doing at this time?

The smile from the corners of my mouth became stronger and stronger. At this time, I didn't go home. I only heard a bang from the house, like the sound of explosion.

Jiang Yuanzhou was startled directly. His face was flustered. He rushed in and found that the air in the room seemed to be static! At this time, Xiangyang's face was dark. He came silently from the kitchen. Several hairs on his forehead were smoked and stood up. With a light cough, he could see the black smoke floating out of his mouth!

"I'm so sorry. I just want to make soup. I didn't expect..."

Before he finished, Jiang Yuanzhou took an arrow step forward, held her in his arms, patted her back gently, and looked at her without any injury.

"Are you all right? Are you scared? Have you been hurt? "

"It's all right. I just want to make soup. I didn't expect this to happen."

He pouted discontentedly while talking. Xiang Yang didn't believe he didn't have the ability to cook. How could he not even cook soup?

Jiang Yuanzhou was on the board. He reached out and took out a wet paper towel to wipe the ash stains on Xiangyang's face: "don't go into the kitchen again in the future. If you have anything to eat, you can let the nanny do it."

Xiangyang's heart was warm. Listening to his clear voice, he was more and more satisfied. He didn't care about his failure in the kitchen at all. He just remembered that Le Yu walked into his study with soup and looked virtuous, as if he had added a knife to her heart.

"You can't look down on me. I must learn to cook."

Before he finished, Jiang Yuanzhou suddenly bent over and blocked Xiangyang's mouth with his lips.

The body fell into a warm embrace, Xiangyang put his hands on his chest, and subconsciously wanted to push Jiang Yuanzhou away. After all, there are so many people in the living room, which is really a little embarrassing.

At this time, Qiao bin covered his eyes with his hands, slightly opened his fingers and looked at them. Unexpectedly, he just wanted to sprinkle some dog food, but they fought back.

Muyu sees everything in his eyes and hums coldly. Yu Guang looks at Qiao bin from time to time, and the smile on his face is getting stronger and stronger.

"No matter what, you have to kiss me."

Qiao bin, who had just quarreled with her, was stunned at this scene. Although he was surprised, he must have shown more embarrassment. Yu Guang looked at her from time to time and bit his lower lip.

He thought about it in his heart and didn't dare to come forward. At this time, Dousha came directly, gently took Qiao Bin's hand and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Aunt Muyu, I don't think uncle Qiao bin wants to kiss you at all. In that case, I might as well kiss you."

After listening to this sentence, Qiao bin looked confused. He didn't expect that Dousha would tease his sister so much at a young age. He subconsciously took a step forward: "if you are like this, I won't bring you a gift anymore."

Dousha was indifferent and disdained to hook the corners of his mouth. The smile on his face became more and more sweet: "it doesn't matter. After all, aunt Muyu's kiss is the best gift."

Listening to these words, the smile on Muyu's face became stronger and stronger, and she squatted down. At this time, the bean paste rushed up and kissed Muyu's cheek.

After being kissed, Muyu looked proud, took a provocative look at Qiao bin and returned to his position.

He was innocent and full of resentment. His body was soft. He sat down on the sofa. He didn't expect Dousha to flirt with his fiancee. When he watched, he took her kiss.

From time to time, they looked at Xiang Zhenyu. At this time, they looked at their father with such love, and their faces were getting better and better. When they felt that Qiao bin had been looking at themselves, they looked at each other.

"Alas."

Two people sighed in the air and watched themselves abused. It was a bit of potential to shake m.

Let go of Xiangyang. Jiang Yuanzhou gently tapped her forehead with his fingers, and his face threatened: "you are not allowed to cook in the future."

Xiang Zhenyu also stood out from behind, stood beside Jiang Yuanzhou, nodded his head with approval: "yes, we must not do this again, otherwise our family will be burned by you."

Several people burst into laughter, and Xiang Yang blushed with shame. They sat on the sofa and talked about Bruce Lee's experience abroad. Everyone listened to them in front of jokes and laughed from time to time.