Husband, Please Stop Flirting

Suddenly, Muzi came forward and hugged Si Yeqing. The two places on his chest were close to Si Yeqing's chest. As soon as Si Yeqing wanted to push the Muzi open, the door of the office was pushed open.

"Yeqing, this is the last time I hold you," said Muzi. Before siyeqing pushed her away, she released siyeqing herself, touched the tears on her face and said, "YeYe... Mr. Si wishes you happiness."

With that, Muzi turned and wanted to leave, and then saw the wind looking at her with a smile.

"Feng... Miss Feng, I have nothing to do with Mr. Si," Muzi quickly explained, but his eyes looked at Si Yeqing from time to time.

"Oh ~ nothing, what are you nervous about?" the wind's clear voice turned several corners.

"Clearly, it's not what you think," Si Yeqing quickly explained. The situation just now is really easy to be misunderstood.

"Oh, that's what I think," said Feng ChuChu, looking at Muzi again, and then realized that she fell on Muzi's chest. Oh, she's very talented. She's a man and she's going to be moved.

"Miss Feng, you really misunderstood. I'll go first if there's nothing wrong." Muzi wanted to cross the wind and leave siyeqing's office.

Feng ChuChu suddenly grabbed Muzi's wrist and said, "Miss mu, why did you leave so soon and sit more?"

Muzi said awkwardly, "I have something else."

"It's all right. It won't take you long. I just want to ask you how to seduce someone's boyfriend like Miss Muzi." Feng ChuChu said with a sneer.

"I didn't" Kiko's tears immediately fell down, but she clenched her lower lip. She looked like I was wronged, but I was very strong, but I still felt pity.

The two stood at the door of Si Yeqing's office and confronted each other. Although the colleagues who came and went bowed their heads, their ears stood up one by one.

"Pa"

Muzi received a slap on her face, and a bright red slap print was visible on her face.

"This slap is for what you used to slander me and make you allergic."

Si Yeqing could not help frowning. The wind was clear and aggressive.

"Pa"

Muzi also received a slap on the other side of his face, and his head quickly turned to one side.

"This slap is to pour my wine on you."

This time, the busy colleagues lowered their heads one after another. Their boss's wife was really hard to mess with.

When Feng ChuChu raises his hand again, he is caught by Si Yeqing's wrist "ChuChu, enough"

Feng ChuChu sneered at Muzi and said, "remember you still owe me a slap. Don't challenge my bottom line."

Then Feng ChuChu put his hand down. Muzi covered his face and looked at Feng ChuChu and Si Yeqing incredulously. His mouth opened, and then he didn't say anything.

"At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, a Lei, send Miss Mu back," Si Yeqing said. A Lei hurried forward to hold Muzi, and then whispered, "Miss Muzi, let's go."

Muzi, who was beaten, still looked at Si Yeqing reluctantly, but after contacting Feng's clear eyes, he immediately lowered his head and let ah Lei help him out of Si's house.

After leaving the door, she refused a Lei's suggestion to send her back. Instead, she took a taxi. After she got on the car, she didn't have a sad look on her face. She touched her cheek, took a breath in pain and sneered.

"Do you love me to beat her?" Feng asked Si Yeqing with a clear face. From just now on, Si Yeqing faced expressionless.

"Don't do this in the future," Si Yeqing said coldly.

"Oh" Feng ChuChu turned his head to one side and forcibly held back his tears. Unlike Muzi, she would not easily show weakness and cry "you really love her"

Si Yeqing looked at Feng ChuChu's stubborn little appearance. His heart could not come down. He sighed helplessly, "you beat her at the door of my office. What do you want people outside to say?"

"Say what you like." Feng ChuChu also knew that she was impulsive, but she just couldn't bear Kiko running to her head again and again.

"I have nothing to do with her," said Si Yeqing, holding his windy hand. Just now, the strength of the windy fan Muzi was not small, and it turned red.

Si Yeqing blew his clear palm, and his clear face turned red. He wanted to take out his hand, but he was tightly held by Si Yeqing.

"Don't move," Si Yeqing said with a cold face.

"Next time I hit her, hit her gently," Feng whispered,

Si Yeqing was angry and smiled. He said that Feng ChuChu was not the kind of fan. Why did he start slapping people now? He hated iron and steel and ordered Feng ChuChu's head.

"Enough gas?"

Feng ChuChu shook his head very honestly. "No, it's still a slap short, and you're also a slap short of me."

"I'll slap you anyway"

"No, you hugged her twice and slapped her once. You owe me two slaps," Feng said solemnly.

"You have no conscience" Si Yeqing ordered his windy head again.

But Feng ChuChu didn't intend to let him go like this. He only saw that Feng ChuChu pulled out his hand hard, then raised it and tried to fight Si Yeqing.

"Violence is never the best way to solve the problem." Si Yeqing predicted that the windy hand would not really fall.

"But it's really the best way to let me vent." Feng clearly showed his big white teeth and smiled at Si Yeqing.

"Pa"

Yuan Mo, who came to deliver the documents, looked at his president, looked again, and was still waving his hand. He swallowed his saliva, smiled awkwardly, and then closed the door.

Then there was another "pa"

Through the crack of the door, the end of the Yuan Dynasty saw another palm print on his president's face and felt that he would soon die.

But in fact, the wind was clear and did not use much strength, but how could the president's skin be delicate.

Seeing Si Yeqing's face getting worse and worse, Feng ChuChu smiled awkwardly, and then carefully stood up, "I think I have something else to do, I'll go first."

Feng ChuChu only felt that her sight was spinning, and she was held in her arms by Princess Si Yeqing. She struggled to get up, but she was slapped on her ass by Si Yeqing.

"Don't move, or I'll do you here," said Si ye, holding BA's palm print and looking bad. He went to the door and locked the door of the office meeting.

Feng ChuChu's heart is almost in his throat. His anger is over, but retribution is coming.

"Night engine, violence is not the best way to solve the problem," Feng said carefully.

Si Yeqing took Feng ChuChu to the lounge inside the office, then learned from Feng ChuChu's appearance, showed his big white teeth, and said to Feng ChuChu with a beautiful smile, "but it's the best way to let me out."