His Sunny Wife

Eyes fall on Xia xiaonuandou's red face. Nangong Yaoling stretched out her hand, took over Xia xiaonuan's shoulder, and said to Nangong Jinlie: "good grandfather, I will coax her! Let's go back tonight and try to make people! "

Nangong Jinlie laughed: "smelly boy!"

Xia xiaonuan's canthus nerve twitches. He looks at Nangong Jinlie and Nangong Yaoling with a bad smile.

After a long time, how could she feel that she had fallen into a trap designed by an old fox and a little fox!

*******

the Maserati sports car stopped at the side of the road.

Nangong Zhongli looks at the big screen on the street, reporting the situation of Nangong group's press conference today.

On the screen, although Xia xiaonuan looks a little nervous, he answers the reporter's questions fairly well.

However, when the reporter asked about Liang Shaochen's marriage with her, she was frozen. Looking at Nangong, she seemed to be thinking about how to speak. Qin Yi suddenly rushed up and told the reporter with a cold face that she was not allowed to ask this question.

Nangong Zhongli clenched his fist and glared at Qin Yi.

This man, how so annoying!

She took out her cell phone and made a series of calls.

Qin Yi is cooking alone at home, wearing an apron and cutting braised pork.

Next to the Persian cat smell fragrance, is holding his legs below, stare big blue watery eyes, meow meow to eat.

Just then, the cell phone in the living room suddenly rang.

Qin Yi quickly turned off the fire, got up and went to the living room.

Meow meow followed him quickly to the living room, staring at the master with a tissue to wipe his hands, and then picked up the phone on the sofa.

Qin Yi looked at the name on the screen, and the whole person was stunned.

There was a touch of surprise in his eyes and he picked it up quickly.

"Clock Miss Zhong Li Because I was so excited, I stuttered a little.

There came a cold voice: "where are you? What are you doing? "

"In What about cooking at home? "

"Where is your home?" Asked Nangong Zhongli, his face darkened. Didn't expect that Qin Yi could even cook? She thought he could only touch the barrel of a gun!

"Ah?" Qin Yi couldn't respond for a moment: "you What can I do for you? "

"I have something to ask for you. Please tell me the address. I'll come later."

"Ah Good I'll send it to you later... "

"Dudu --!" That end is down.

Qin Yi stares at the phone for a long time before she reacts.

He picked up his cell phone again and looked at the call record.

Is it really Nangong Zhongli? She's coming to his house?

He sent his address in a hurry.

After that, I looked at the clothes on the sofa, some newspapers, coffee cups and some wine bottles.

Like many single men, although he sometimes cleans up, he is too busy these days and his room is in a mess.

In an instant, he left the phone and began to be frantically busy.

The cat, who couldn't get food, watched as the owner suddenly started to clean up the room and ran after him discontentedly.

Where can Qin Yi take care of it: "Mimi, she will come to our house later! You're better, you know? What to do It's a mess here... "

He stuffed all the clothes on the bed into the cupboard.

The newspaper and bottles were put into the garbage bag and quickly put into the storage room.

He swept the floor again quickly.

After finishing the dishes in the kitchen, I feel that my body is full of sweat. My hair was wet with sweat.