His Long Love

"The old man just has a house on the South Island. We can go and live there." As soon as Ji Wanzhou entered the house, he mentioned it.

Qingge is also a little moved, for their own small request, he is also such a heart. However, when she mentioned the old man, she remembered that the grandfather who had not been together for a long time seemed to have no news for a long time.

"We haven't been in touch with my grandfather for so long, and I don't know how his old man is now." Meng Qingge was tired of playing. As soon as he got home, he spread out on the sofa. His two slender legs remained outside and swung around in the air.

Ji Wanzhou has been staring at these two legs as soon as he enters the door. He even clearly remembers how beautiful the feeling is when the legs are touched. They are delicate, white and soft.

"Ji Wanzhou, why don't you talk?"

"Well," Ji Wanzhou "what do you look like like? Wang Ma takes a blanket and wraps it for her."

"Did you hear what I said?" Meng Qingge then asked.

"What did you say?" Ji Wanzhou looks at Meng Qingge without expression.

Meng Qingge had no choice but to repeat it again.

Ji Wanzhou laughed, "I haven't told him the truth on my grandfather's side yet."

"well," Meng Qingge is also a little lost. The father's love for this unborn child is incomparable. For a time, she doesn't know how to face his grandfather.

"Don't be sad, little fool." Ji Wanzhou took the blanket from Wang's mother's hand, and wrapped the whole person up. The baby was not exposed at all. This just contentedly picked up the Qingge, went upstairs, while walking, said, "let's work harder, recreate a not on the line."

Originally some sentimental atmosphere, by Ji Wanzhou so gently pulled in the past, Meng Qingge can not help but nest in his arms smile.

The next morning, Ji Wanzhou woke up and couldn't see his little wife again.

He turned around and went to the cloakroom first. There are a lot of things accumulated in the company these days. He didn't read any of the large and small ones that need his signature. Not to mention two days to accompany Qingge to travel to South Island, it is even more necessary to complete a batch of work ahead of schedule.

As soon as I went into the cloakroom, I found that Meng Qingge was happily choosing clothes.

Meng Qingge a look season evening boat wake up, excited to pull him, want him to help himself choose clothes, "evening boat, how do you think of this one."

Meng Qingge took out the time of bare back white lace hollowed out jacket, she put on like a fairy, very young, not artificial.

But Ji Wanzhou's face suddenly turned black. What kind of ghost clothes, the back was exposed, the body was overhead, and it was so short that it was not enough for small leather to wear. Of course, he won't say these words. In summary, there are only two words left, "throw them away."

"Ah, I like this one very much," Meng Qingge was a little aggrieved. It was so ferocious in the early morning. "You said it was good-looking before."

"Oh, then I should have been blind."

Meng Qingge did not expect to hear this sentence, actually seriously thought for two minutes, and then clapped his hands, suddenly realized the expression, "you were really blind at that time."

Hearing this, Ji Wanzhou's face became darker. What's wrong with it is in the time when he can't see it. What did his little wife wear in the end? Ji Wanzhou couldn't help but look at them one by one.

This does not matter, tight shorts, miniskirts, deep V-neck, a does not fall, all hit. This is cheaper, how many men's eyes, let them see Qingsong body, son.

"These are not allowed to wear." Ji Wanzhou's thugs waved and cleaned up half of Meng Qingge's wardrobe.

Meng Qingge looks at her husband's behavior, is very dissatisfied, deeply doubts his taste.

Turning back, he dragged the clothes out of the wardrobe of the season evening boat, "these are all thrown away. They are so ugly."

Ji Wanzhou looked at his own hair blowing song, and felt that this move was so sweet to his heart, "OK, I'll throw it all away. But you don't want to go out and buy clothes by yourself. "

"Do you care what I wear?" Meng Qingge

"you said that I don't care about it. We two are people who have got the certificate Ji Wanzhou

"forget it, it's old style anyway. I'll replace it with a new one. " Meng Qingge doesn't struggle any more. Let's go. Clothes can't be bought. There's nothing rare.

"That's right," Ji Wanzhou said. "Today I'll go to the company first, and I'll accompany you when I come back."

"Go, go, who needs your company." Meng Qingge's mouth is hard

to tell the truth, Meng Qingge knows it's hard spoken. Over the past few days, she has been particularly fond of sticking to the season boat. Almost wherever he goes, he has to follow him wherever he goes. Even when he went to the bathroom, he was waiting on the nearest sofa outside the toilet. It seemed that only in this way could he feel safe.

Although the season boat not only did not bother her, on the contrary is very enjoy, but the company season evening boat can not do without. Accompany oneself so long, he should also have left a lot of documents not finished.Meng Qingge all the way to the door, just reluctantly say goodbye to her husband, looking at the door closed in front of her, sighed, and went back to the bedroom, did not know what to do.

Ji Wanzhou has just arrived at the company. Seeing all the documents piled up like a mountain, the blue veins on his head beat hard and moved, so he had to work hard.

A man came close and left a shadow on the paper of Ji Wanzhou. "Mr. Ji, I work very seriously. I don't even know a big living person coming in the house."

"What do you have to pay attention to, Feng Jiaren." Ji Wanzhou raised his head and took a look at the man, "I'll spare your life, but you dare to appear in front of me."

"You've ruined one of my hands, and I want you to know what it's like to be amputated." Feng Jiaren said harshly. He opened the gauze and put his bloody hands in front of Ji Wanzhou.

"What do you mean?" Ji Wanzhou finally stops writing and takes a look at him.

"I don't know if Miss Meng is well now, ha ha ha." Feng Jiaren laughs madly and looks as if she is sure to win.

Meng, take up the mobile phone and give Qingzhou a sudden change of face.

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