Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

In his eyes, his face was not as beautiful as a real person under the soft light. His eyebrows were slightly frowned, his green veins on his forehead jumped out, and his face was flushed. He seemed to have endured it for a long time. His voice had a unique magnetism, "in the future, it's only me."

The tone is firm, full of domineering and indisputable.

She nodded. "Just you."

"Wife, do you remember what I said today?" A smile of evil spirit came from the corner of his lips and fell on her ears. The hot air made her ears itch. He gently kneaded the soft powder on his hand.

Her cheeks flushed, and her hot breath wrapped around her, making her almost suffocate. Her hands and feet could not exert their strength. With his action, she gasped, "I don't remember... I think... It's not a good word..."

He suddenly held her ass and patted her heavily on her ass, with a bad smile in his voice, "it's not good. He forgot what I said."

"It hurts..." she frowned, bit her lips, and was about to cry. His heart beat a half beat slower. He turned her over with chagrin in his voice, "let me see -"

The next day, after waking up in summer and winter, she habitually touched the position around her. It was empty and cold. Bai Lihan must have been up for a long time. Inexplicably, she was a little lost.

She sat up from the bed / bed with the quilt in her arms. Her legs were sore. Remembering their wind mania last night, she couldn't help blushing and beating her heart. She covered her head tightly with the quilt.

Didi's cell phone rang. Xia Dong took it from the bedside table. It turned out to be a text message from Brigham, "little lazy cat, are you awake? I saw that you slept too soundly this morning. I can't bear to wake you up. Rest at home. I'll come back early in the evening. "

Xia Dong smiled foolishly and replied, "is it convenient now?"

At this time, bailihan was sitting in the conference room, facing all kinds of accusations from the old men on the board of directors. He blamed him for affecting the normal operation of the company for private affairs, letting the inexperienced bailijing take charge of the company, affecting the performance of the company, etc.

Don't ask him why he sends text messages at this time, because he thinks it's boring to face these antiques, and his wife should wake up, that's all.

The mobile phone vibrated for a while. With a text message reminder, bailihan glanced at an old antique who was still talking, and calmly replied to the text message, "convenient."

After replying, he put his mobile phone on the desktop and suddenly interrupted the words of the antique. He looked solemn and said in a deep voice, "as far as I know, during the period when bailijing managed the company, the company's performance increased by three points, and all aspects of the company's operation were benign. If you are willing to turn over the data in your hand, you will understand that what I said is true."

There was an awkward cough, the sound of turning over information, and a very discordant mobile phone ring in the conference room, "my wife called, my wife called..."

A group of people almost hit their heads on the table

In their strange eyes, Brigham answered the phone calmly and said softly, "wait for me..." he looked up and glanced at the people present in the conference room. The gentle voice suddenly became cold, "this is the end of today's meeting."

He hurriedly got up, pushed open his chair and walked outside the door. His voice became soft again. "Wife, have you had breakfast?"

He didn't deliberately lower his voice, so everyone heard it in the whole conference room

Everyone's face became very... Wonderful

Lu Zihao calmly helped his boss clean up the information on the table. Before walking out of the door of the conference room, he gently and kindly reminded everyone who had been petrified, "everyone, the meeting has ended."

On the other side, Xia Dong scratched his hair and looked puzzled, "I just heard you say the meeting. Did I disturb your meeting?"

"No, I also want to thank you for saving me from that boring meeting." Brigham sat on the sofa, his legs folded, his body stretched, his expression cheerful, and the corners of his lips rose.

"In fact, I have nothing to do..." Xia Dong's slender fingers clasped the quilt horn and hesitated, "it's just..."

"Just what?" Brigham asked, smiling more softly on his handsome face.

"Er..." Xia Dong felt a little desperate, bit his teeth and said stiffly, "I'm just not used to it. I can't see you when I wake up in the morning..."

He gave a solemn "Oh" and never responded again.

Xia Dong is a little discouraged. It seems that she is not born to say sweet words

Moreover, his reaction was so cold.

She gambled and just wanted to cut off the call, he suddenly raised his eyebrow, "that's all? I thought you would say you miss me and don't want me. "

She opened her eyes wide and said in a small voice, "just think I mean that."

"How can this be casually? Since you miss me, tell me. I want to hear you say it myself. " Brigham's soft voice smelled of bewitchment.

Well, it's not that I haven't said it. Tell him.

Luckily he couldn't see her blushing now. She was relieved.

Lying on the bed still rolling, "husband, I miss you."

"I miss you too." He smiled at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, as if he remembered something. The corners of his lips were badly hooked, "there is a ointment in the drawer on the right."

"What are you doing?"

"The wound on the ass."

He was concise and comprehensive, but she made a big red face. Her brain was uncontrollably reminded of some scenes of blushing and heartbeat. She knocked on her forehead to prevent her from thinking nonsense again. She quickly found an excuse to hang up the phone, "I'm hungry. I'll eat first. Bye."

He chuckled, "OK."

Xia Dong washes out and hears the voice of the mobile phone receiving the text message. He thought it was sent by Brigham again. He quickly took the mobile phone to check. Unexpectedly, he saw a message sent by a stranger.

The message made her pale, "I'm Xiaobao's biological mother."

Xia Dong bit his lip and hesitated for a long time. Finally, trembling fingers dialed the strange number.

"Dudu..." there was a voice waiting to be answered from the mobile phone. She held the mobile phone tightly, her heart was like beating a drum, and her back was so nervous that thin sweat came out.

"Ka -" the call was rejected.

Xia Dong sits on the cloth sofa dejectedly. She doesn't know what the other party wants!

She edited the text message and didn't choose to send it. The other party's text message has been sent, "after the Spring Festival, I'll go back to my son."

It seems that the other party doesn't want to talk to her directly, just want to communicate by SMS.

Xia Dong angrily punched the sofa, deleted the entered words, re edited the text message, "I want to see you."