Marriage has a pit: Daddy, get divorce quickly!

After taking the room card, Xinya follows Ye Cong back to his room.

Luxury suite is the presidential suite, sleeping in the living room is no problem.

New buds into the room, inside the heating is finally let people live.

"Let's get some water. I want to take a bath." Ye Cong took off his coat and said directly.

"Oh." New bud slightly curled lips, turned to the bathroom water.

Ye Cong throws his coat on the sofa and follows Xinya to the bathroom. He looks at her squatting down to wipe the bathtub. Her lips are slightly raised with a tenderness invisible to others.

Ye Cong especially likes to bully Xinya, especially likes to see her face.

"Ah, boss, I'll --" Xinya thought, and suddenly looked back at Ye Cong. The smile of Ye Cong's mouth suddenly stopped, as if he had never laughed.

New shoots

Did she just read it wrong?

It seems that she is. How can people like her boss smile at her?

"I just want to ask, what are we doing here?" Xinya said, turn around and let go of the bath water, and then continue to let go.

"Don't ask so many questions about your boss's work. Those who don't obey will be sold." Ye Cong said, turned and went out.

Xinya turns around and makes a face at his back. Who would have thought that ye Cong seems to be telepathic and suddenly looks back.

New bud blinks, continues to blink, that by the grimace becomes the smiling face some spicy eyes.

Ye Cong chuckled and turned to go out.

Xinya reaches out and pats her chest. It's said that ye Cong is going to be thirty this year, and the old man of thirty can't afford to hurt him.

Ye Cong takes a bath. Xinya is outside holding her mobile phone to watch her favorite author update his new article. By the way, she sees the author's Micro blog. It's an internal problem for her to respond to the suspension of filming, but she will never stop filming. It's reassuring to everyone. Besides, she's not a screenwriter, so she doesn't know the current shooting process and the content is not very clear, So that we don't have to ask her in private letters.

Xinya's microblog is in charge of Maojie. Because Maojie is afraid of her sending the wrong things, she is not allowed to send her own microblog. She has a trumpet that Maojie doesn't know. There are no fans on it. It's her own small world.

All the other children have gone home: I hope dada is the writer himself, so that people will not change their ideas freely

Xinya holds her chin and replies with this sentence. She often replies to the author with a trumpet, but she will not be seen. The author has more than 400000 fans, which is more than the author. Every time she sends news, there are 1000 or 2000 replies, and she won't notice her.

[Pirates of the Yangtze River (pure fiction): @ all the other children have gone home, ha ha, ha ha, the children they sell are not from their mother

Why?

Xinya rubbed her eyes and looked at the reply. She was sure that the author replied to herself greatly. She screamed and ran to the bathroom door and patted the door, "boss, the author replied to me greatly, the author replied to me greatly."

New bud is still calling, the bathroom door was suddenly opened, the man inside instantly appeared in front of her.

The man with bare upper body is also wearing water drops, which makes people unconsciously unable to shift their eyes.

New shoots

Gudong, Gudong——

White skin, tight muscles, and that can be called evil face.

New shoots take root at the foot, she swears that she really wants to turn around now, she swears.