Flash marriage into love:Hello,my cold husband!

Yuan Yifan has never been involved in such a chore room. A lot of tools make people feel dizzy.

"Little grandma, my wife told me that after breakfast, you should clean the villa inside and outside every day, and trim the flowers and plants in front of the courtyard every day."

Chen Ma's voice, after all, is polite, perhaps because of honest people. But yuan Yifan after listening, suddenly kicked the cleaning bucket in front of him, "when is it your turn to instruct me to work?"

"You really think of yourself as a little grandmother?" Mother Chen murmured.

"What do you say, dare you say it again?" Yuan Yifan was angry and angry, and put on a big fight momentum.

"Grandma, I'm also an honest man. Don't bully me. I told you what my wife told me

“……” Yuan Yifan is not willing to feel that even the nanny will bully her.

"I don't think you are young and ignorant, so you don't have to report to your wife. But if you want to take me as an outlet for no reason, I won't be polite

“……”

"Madame, if you know that you have such an attitude, you will not have a good life."

"Now even you, the nanny, want to bully me, don't you?"

"I'm a nanny, but I'm open and aboveboard. I don't steal or rob. I have a clear conscience. Unlike some people, they do dirty things

"Who do you say is not clean?" Yuan Yifan was about to vomit blood.

"Who is not clean, who knows."

Yuan Yifan directly raised his right arm. When the slap was still in decline, he was already held by Chen Ma's wrist.

Chen Ma pushed her back again. "It's polite to call you little grandma. Don't take yourself for a man. "

“……” Yuan Yifan had a scandal in his body, and was scolded dumb by his servants. He was also humiliated and humiliated in his heart.

"Madame has ordered that the water in the lotus pond in front of the courtyard must be clean and clear. Remember to pick up all the dirty things on the water after pruning the flowers and plants."

As soon as she turned around with a bucket of water, Yuan Yifan, who was behind her, kicked and bumped at these tools, as if to vent her anger and reluctance.

But in the end, or to squat down and personally clean up the mess of this place.

The so-called poor people must have hateful place, which is to say yuan Yifan and other people.

At about ten o'clock, after pruning the flowers and plants, she saw the purple tulips in full bloom as she passed by the vine trellis.

In the breeze at the end of summer and early autumn, it grows the most noble flower posture, pieces of purple white petals wrapped around the pistil, the wind blows, swaying Shenghui.

"Nandian, do you know what the flower language of purple tulip is?"

"Love?"

"Only half of the answer is correct. It represents not only love, but also the only love, the most."

"It's so beautiful."

"Yes. Nantian, you are my favorite. In my life, the only man I love. "

"Fanfan!"

"Well."

"I was wrong in the past. I didn't really treat you. From now on, I will love you and you will be my favorite."

When they planted these pots of flowers together, his gentle words still wrapped around his ears.

The flowers are also in full bloom.

But Chu Nan Tian's tenderness and love for her only lasted for more than a month.

Before she could feel the happiness, it was broken like glass.

Yuan Yifan put down his scissors and squatted in front of the purple tulip and cried happily.

It may be that when I was just pruning the flower branches, my hand was too hard, so that the wound which was cut by Chu Yun stepping on the debris yesterday was bleeding again.

Drop on the purple tulip petals, each drop of blood condensed together, along the petals all the way down, and finally on the stones.

The bloodstain, like a cuckoo crying blood, is sad and sad.

……

Friday.

Qiao Xiaoan left work half an hour late.

It's not that she is inefficient, but that she did more things to help a colleague who suddenly fell ill, so she was late.

When yunmo came down from upstairs, she finished an analysis report of her opponent's products. When she printed it out from the printer, she just wanted to reach for it.

However, she saw a pair of clean and slender hands, took her printed report form out of the machine, and took it in her hand, and looked at it carefully.

"Has your supervisor arranged for you to start competitive product analysis?" Yunmo put her hand in her pants bag and seemed to be very interested in her analysis report.

She laughs and says, "why don't you wait for me upstairs?"

"I'm just finished. I'll pick you up from work."

"I'm done right now."

Yun Mo Yang raised several statements in his hand, as if to remind her that she had not answered his last question.

Then she remembered, "it's not my job. I did it for a colleague. She suddenly had a stomachache.""It's not a job to be done so carefully." He gently raised his eyebrows, and his joy flew up his eyebrows. He took away his eyes from her, and then fell to the statement in his hand, "competitive product analysis, done very comprehensively."

This tone seems to be praising.

As he said, her competitive product analysis report is comprehensive and clear at a glance.

"Competitive product prices, detailed functions, strengths, weaknesses, market share, and consumer groups are analyzed very carefully." He said.

“……” She laughs.

"You've only been in the company for less than two weeks. It seems that you've put a lot of effort into it."

"With such an excellent husband as you, I have to study hard to be worthy of you."

"It seems that I underestimated your ability. I didn't expect that you, a junior college student majoring in personnel management, could be self-taught in your new job."

"Praise me or hurt me?"

“……” Yunmo's satisfied eyes fell on her face and looked at her for a long time, no longer creaking, as if in meditation.

Maybe, let Joe come to the company, his decision is right.

She packed up the printed report forms, ready to give it to the sick colleague on Monday, which helped her finish the task.

When he turned around, he was still staring at her. His eyes were as full of satisfaction and appreciation as before. He seemed to be praising her and her talent, but still thinking deeply.

"Ah Mo?" She put the shoulder bag on her left shoulder and put her hand on his arm. "What are you looking at?"

He took his hand out of his pants bag, touched her little hand along her wrist and held it tightly in the palm. They walked out of the office together.

"Joe, if one day you don't want to go to work and want to go home to be a full-time wife, tell me. I don't really want you to work so hard. "

"It's not hard at all."

"Tell me when you're tired."

"I like to stay by your side, go to work with you and get off work together."

Two people out of the office, this kind of marketing department glass Department, automatically locked. After the light, also automatically extinguishes.

Qiao Xiaoan raised his head and glanced at his angular face. He always felt that he could not see enough. He really wanted to sit at his desk every day and look up at him whenever he was free. "Mo, please do something."

Please?

It seems that she said something wrong, so when he looked back at her, he frowned deeply, "is Chinese class taught by math teacher?"

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