Her Unscrupulous CEO

Xing Yinuo sat soft on the sofa and lay down. Wen Liangyao came over, carefully bent down and put his hand on her forehead.

"No fever, just tired." Xing Yinuo opened her eyes. After shooting in the spotlight for so long today, her eyes are so sour.

"Take a bath and then go to bed." Wen Liangyao said to her.

Xing Yinuo naturally wants to wash and sleep during her physiological period. She reaches out to him and "pull me."

Wen Liangyao stretched out his hand and pulled her. Xing Yinuo immediately rushed into his arms and hugged him.

When she was with him, she often wanted to be close to him. She usually hugged, hugged and kissed him. Such kissing behavior occurred at any time.

"Go ahead! Do you want to wash your hair?"

"Well, yes."

"Wash it out and I'll blow it for you." Wen Liangyao said in a low voice.

Xing Yinuo nodded and obediently went into the bathroom to take a bath.

After taking a bath, he came wearing a nightgown, with long wet hair behind him. Xing Yinuo gave him a towel in his hand.

Wen Liangyao wiped her clean, straightened her with a comb, and then gently gathered her long hair and dried it for her.

This is what Wen Liangyao loves to do very much. Her long hair is thin, soft and shiny. It feels very comfortable in her hand, just like superior silk.

Xing Yinuo blew her long hair every time, put it behind her shoulder, lined her small face, and became more and more white and delicate.

Xing Yinuo comfortably put on his pajamas and pajamas and went to bed. Wen Liangyao took a bath. Xing Yinuo lay in bed and began to count the days. She is now the third day. Next, she still has four days.

Xing Yinuo was so tired that he fell asleep thinking that he couldn't do anything anyway.

When Wen Liangyao came out, he saw her sleeping with her hands on her pillow. He couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, he still looks like a child.

Wen Liangyao sat on the sofa, reading a book, waiting for his black hair to dry naturally. It was not until 11:30 that Wen Liangyao went to bed. The Bank of the bed sank and led Xing Yinuo, who was sleeping alone. Her hand stretched out vaguely. When she touched Wen Liangyao's arm, she clamped it tightly and kept mising and tightening her body

Sleep close to him.

Wen Liangyao looked at the dependent girl gently every time, and his mood surged.

A strong sense of responsibility and mission surged into his heart. He would guard her all his life.

There is a two-year-old child at home, which is definitely a headache for parents.

Because a two-year-old child has the right action power and smart enough IQ, but she is not sensible.

Extremely destructive and super mobile.

early morning.

Xing liehan just went to change his clothes. Tang Siyu was still washing in the bathroom.

The little guy who was still sleeping in bed got out of bed very numbly. She ran to Tang Siyu's dresser, opened a cabinet and grabbed several Tang Siyu's lipstick.

Learning from Mommy's usual way of drawing lipstick, she picked up her calf and began to draw her little face seriously.

He learned a lot and pretended to pat his small face. A lipstick painted the whole small face, even his eyebrows.

Xing liehan is going to sneak out to the company today. When he tidied up his tie and gracefully buttoned his watch, he saw a little guy with a red face as soon as he came out. He was startled.

It can be said that his heart stopped. When he saw that the little guy was still holding a lipstick in his hand, he gasped. He squatted down quickly to see if his daughter really hit where or if it was all the color of lipstick.

As soon as the little guy saw daddy's expression, he knew he had done something wrong. He quickly hid his little hand on his back. Before he was scolded, he had already flattened his mouth and looked at daddy pitifully.

Xing liehan was angry and funny. He wiped the lipstick on her little mouth and asked, "did you draw it yourself?"

The little guy nodded.

"This is for your mommy. Children can't use it." Xing liehan stretched out his big palm to her, "give me the lipstick."

The little guy blinked his big watery eyes and put a completely deformed lipstick on his big palm.

Xing liehan put the lipstick back on the dresser, reached out and picked up his little daughter and walked towards the bathroom.

Tang Siyu was wiping his hands. Coldly, she saw the little guy in Xing liehan's arms. She immediately stared, "what's on her face?"

"It's your lipstick." Xing liehan replied with a smile.

Tang Siyu was immediately depressed and blocked. Looking at his daughter, he was really unable to cry or laugh.

After washing the little guy, he had a white and tender face, just like an egg with its shell peeled.

Xing liehan bent down and whispered in Tang Siyu's ear, "coax her. I'll go to the company first."

Tang Siyu nodded. Xing liehan kissed her on the face. Then he saw the little guy squatting on the washing table to wash his hands. He couldn't help kissing her little head. Every time he went out, he was very reluctant to give up.

Xing liehan can leave calmly when the little guy doesn't find out, but he must be ready because the little guy will call him at any time.

After breakfast, Tang Siyu took his daughter to the piano room and planned to teach her piano since childhood.

The little guy has this talent. Although she can't play and tune, she likes to stay here very much and can often sit patiently for more than an hour. Xing Yinuo went to the studio at noon. She promised to record a new song for a star friend's new play. Although she is not good at singing, she has such cells. In the past two years, she has worked very hard to enrich herself,

That is to say, she has made some achievements in music.

Xing Yinuo also knows many friends who love acting. Some are sincere friends, and some are just cooperative relationships. In this industry, it is also full of chaos.

Many people, because of their interests, will become very ambitious and want to succeed.

You must have an excellent mind. If you don't see clearly, it's easy to stab in the back. Therefore, some people hide deeply. Xing Yinuo has a very good artist friend, because when filming, she once rolled down from the desert, and the girl was right in front of her. She hugged her, so that two people

All rolled down. Finally, Xing Yinuo was fine. Her hand was broken.

Xing Yinuo and she became good friends. The girl now lives in the second line and usually takes on some female number one roles.

Just because the script is not good enough, I often work hard to perform, but there is no big fire. She is not as lucky as Xing Yinuo. She has an excellent screenwriter like Wen Liangyao. The girl's name is Qiao Nan.