Love revenge: wife's mask

"Are you afraid to answer my phone at home?" Jiang ruotang's sexy and magnetic voice was on the phone.

"It's too late. I'll tell you what to do when I get back to the company tomorrow."

"I won't disturb you. I just want to tell you that I wrote a word on your back when you were asleep. Be careful when you take a bath."

"OK, I know. I'll deal with it. It's best not to happen again in the future. If something goes wrong, it's not good for you and me."

Hang up the phone. Although Qin Yijie's face is very calm, he can feel how fast his heart beats.

Fang Manshi said with concern, "what's going on? Is something wrong with the company?"

"It's no big deal. There's something wrong with the sales manager's phone and the monthly sales plan report."

Qin Yijie responded to Fang Manshi with an understatement. His mind was full of Jiang ruotang's appearance in bed. As soon as he was distracted, he picked up the chicken soup on the table and drank it. He jumped up from his chair, and the bowl fell to the ground. The chicken soup was sprinkled everywhere.

"Why are you so careless? Have you been burned?" Fang Manshi hurriedly touched his mouth with her hand

Qin Yijie smiled apologetically: "I'll wash."

Qin Yijie closed the door of the bathroom and turned the faucet to the maximum. The sound of the water flow covered up the sound in the room. He quickly took out the phone and deleted Jiang ruotang's call just now. He took off his clothes and looked in the mirror to see that Jiang ruotang really wrote a word in lipstick on his vest. After watching it for a long time, Qin Yijie recognized the blurred word wiped by his clothes.

"Leave"!

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Qin Yijie spent a lot of effort to clean the words on his back. Fang Manting's urging came from the door. Qin Yijie should throw his changed clothes into the garbage bag.

When she came out of the bathroom, Fang Manshi had cleaned up the remains of chicken soup on the ground. There was a cup of hot milk on his seat. Fang Manshi pointed with chopsticks.

"Drink a glass of milk while it's hot."

Qin Yijie suddenly felt a long lost feeling in his heart. Maybe he owed Fang Manshi too much, but this relationship has gradually disappeared in his eyes with the passage of time.

"I've told Jiang ruotang to come over for dinner with your brother on Sunday."

Thinking of Jiang ruotang and Qin Yijie, he began to be absent-minded again.

"Then come back early on Sunday. Don't go to the company if you have nothing to do."

"OK." Qin Yijie suddenly thought of "Manshi, how long have we been married?"

"Seven years, August 16 is our seventh wedding anniversary." Fang Manshi said it without thinking about it

Qin Yijie shook the milk in his hand with a bitter smile. It turned out that he had no impression of these important and no longer important days in fangman's poetry.

After dinner, Qin Yijie went to his study to sort out the contents of tomorrow's company meeting. Fang Manshi was washing dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen. Qin Yijie gently closed the door of his study, opened his briefcase, took out the documents and looked through them, but he was very flustered and couldn't calm down. He couldn't see it anyway. Qin Yijie glanced at the phone on the table and suddenly had the impulse to call Jiang ruoting, He used his fingers to press the mobile phone to rotate irregularly on the table. In his mind, it was Jiang ruotang's charming eyes and delicate red lips. He soon felt a reaction. He held it hard with his hand and felt that his palm was slowly expanded and filled.

When the door was pushed open by Fang Manshi, Qin Yijie sat on the chair in the study in an almost strange posture. Fang Manshi, who had just taken a bath, wiped her hair and opened her mouth to look at Qin Yijie.