Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

Yan Mo looked at the friend's request and frowned.

She has two micro signals, a private number and a work number. She never gets involved.

But occasionally someone learned that her private number was added.

Therefore, Yan Mo thought about it and passed.

After passing, she asked politely, "Hello, who are you?"

As a result, Li Beicheng suddenly changed his face and turned over to stop at the critical moment.

"What's the matter?"

Yan Mo opened his eyes and looked at him vaguely, with a dissatisfied mouth.

Hem hum, the suck of the moment is too dislike.

"I suddenly remembered that I didn't read an important email. Go to bed first, darling."

Li Beicheng lowered his head and printed a kiss on Yan Mo's forehead, then put on his pajamas and went out of the bedroom.

Yan Mo snorted, hugged the quilt and closed his eyes.

Don't wait, sleep!

However, as soon as Li Beicheng came out of the door, the cold sweat on his forehead came down, and his head was like a tear like pain.

The pain seemed to go deep into the bone marrow and cut into the nerve.

He covered his head and slowly entered the study.

He had planned to check his body before, but later Yan Mo had an accident. He threw himself on Yan Mo and forgot it.

Later, the number of headaches actually decreased a lot.

He didn't pay attention to the inspection anymore.

Who knows, this attack is worse than ever.