Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

Before he could finish, the young man in front of him said coldly, "I don't want to say the same thing a second time."

After putting down his words, he got up and prepared to leave.

The skinny man was so frightened that he quickly stood up, stretched out his hand to hold Shen Muning's sleeve, and called the name tremblingly: "Shen Shao..."

Shen Muning stopped, turned his head, and his cold eyes fell on the hand grasping his sleeve. The thin man was shocked. He only felt the soles of his feet cold and cold.

"Mr. Yi, I gave you a lot of money before. Even if you go to other cities and can't find a job for a while, you won't starve to death."

The thin man choked at once.

Shen Muning slowly raised the corner of his mouth, "do you know who I hate most? Greedy people."

With that, he shook it gently. The thin man staggered a few steps back and almost sat on the ground.

Without another look, Shen Muning turned and walked towards the door of the cafe.

When it snowed, Ali had just passed the overpass. As soon as she looked up, she saw a snowflake falling on her face. It was cool and soon turned into a drop of water, which was wiped off by her hand.

Ali stepped up a little and walked towards his car.

Back in the car, she immediately turned on the heating. Soon, the narrow carriage became as warm as spring.

Mobile phone wife looked down at her watch, and it was still early for dinner. She hesitated, picked up her cell phone and made a phone call to the thin pool. Soon, a familiar voice came from the end of the mobile phone: "wife, are you hungry?"

"No." Ali curled her lips. She's not a loser. How can she be hungry at only a few points!

After a pause, she said, "I want you to ask Lu Huanyan if you want to call sister warm for dinner at night?"

"Wait a minute, I'll ask him!"

"OK."

Ali turned his head and slightly raised his chin to look at the direction of the clinic. Sister Wen should be getting off work soon!

At the other end of the cell phone, Bo Hanchi took a patient look at Lu Huanyan, "Ali asked me to ask you, do you want to call warm for dinner at night?"

Lu Huanyan was silent.

Seeing his decadent face, Bo Hanchi hissed, obviously dissatisfied with his current appearance, "don't be silent! Ali is still waiting for an answer! If you don't want her to go, just give a squeak."

Lu Huan Yan lazily raised his head and lazily lifted his eyelids, "Zhi --"

Thin cold pool immediately choked, and the corners of his mouth smoked fiercely, "... You are cruel!"

"Hello? Wife, Lu Huanyan already has someone. Don't worry about him."

As soon as the voice fell, Lu Huanyan immediately got up from the sofa and shouted discontentedly, "ah Chi, don't talk nonsense! Why is there someone? I, where am I?"

“……”

Ali was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

Suddenly she remembered something. She playfully hooked her red lips and said with a smile: "husband, is that man Yang Xueer?"

"Madam, wise!"

"What's wise! When I had afternoon tea with sister Wenwen the other day, I met him with Yang Xueer." Ali glanced and felt that her man was more and more sweet. "By the way, Yang Xueer also graduated from Shengying middle school and was my alumni."

"What a coincidence!"

"Not really."

……

After hanging up the line, Ali glanced at the outpatient door not far away. Since people don't want to, she won't do that kind of thing of "sticking a hot face to people's cold ass". However, he will cry in the future.

Thinking of this, Ali smiled, skillfully started the vehicle and sped away in the direction of the star building.

In fact, warm was not in the hospital at this time. She asked for leave at noon.

At this moment, she is standing on the steps at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, with a small red book in her hand. On the front of the small red book is three gilded block letters - "marriage certificate".

Warm raised his head, his eyes were a little blurred, and gently said, "it's snowing."

She seemed to be talking to herself and to the man around her.

Lu Ye raised his eyebrows. His eyes fell on the small face with exquisite makeup. A cold wind roared past. Several strands of long hair fell in front of the warm forehead. He raised his hand without trace.

Before her fingers touched her, the warmth had been noticed. She conditionally hid back and said, "it's a little cold outside. Let's get in the car!"

Looking at his hand in the air, Lu Ye smiled helplessly, slowly took it back, immediately strode to keep up with her steps and walked towards the open-air parking lot not far away.

He took the first step forward, reached out to open the door and put his palm against the door.

Warm Leng for a moment, and her steps stopped subconsciously. She turned her head and looked at the handsome face, then pursed her lips and smiled, "thank you."

With that, she bowed into the copilot.

Lu Ye hung his eyes, slowly closed the door, then bypassed the front of the car and sat in the cab.

He immediately started the car to make it warm, but he didn't hurry to step on the accelerator to leave. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the warmth sitting next to him. His eyes were warm.

Aware of the eyes of the men around him, he was warm and stunned, and his hand on his thigh couldn't help tightening.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to accept the reality in front of her. The man around her was not someone else, but her husband. No one forced her to register for marriage with a man she had known for a long time. She was all voluntary. She promised him herself. He didn't force her

He collected his mind, smiled warmly, and asked casually, "what's up?"

Lu ye put his hands on the steering wheel and looked at her with dark and calm eyes. He said, "warm, from now on, I'm your husband. You don't need to say thank you for everything. Everything I do for you is what I think I should do and I volunteer."

Warm?

Warm and slightly stunned, and the color of amazement flashed across the bottom of my eyes.

Before she could say anything, Lu Ye magically took out a bank card, "warm, this is my salary card. I heard that after a man gets married, he will give his salary card to his wife."

With that, he forced it into her hand whether it was warm or not.

For fear that warmth would refuse, Lu Ye seriously added: "no refusal."

"I..."

Looking at the bank card lying in the palm of my hand, I gently bit the corners of my lips. For a moment, I didn't know what to do.

Her marriage to Lu Ye

In fact, even she couldn't make it clear. At noon, Lu ye called her and said that he would have lunch together at noon. At that time, he had ordered a meal in a western restaurant opposite their hospital.

Just at dinner, Lu Ye suddenly said, "it's warm. When I went out, I looked at the Yellow calendar. It said that today's Day is good and I should get married!