Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Banquet Secretary Ye's eyes were red. When he questioned himself, his eyes looked painful.

Josin pushed away the banquet night, and she went back to her room. What just happened has been repeating in my mind.

Banquet Secretary ye and Liang Luobing go to dinner. Josin didn't really care much.

Even people who love each other can't be tied to each other all the time. Daily socializing is normal.

The only thing that made josin angry was when banquet night was with another woman. He didn't answer her phone!

In addition, yesterday was a special day. He waited four or five hours to get people back. Josin really couldn't control his temper.

And the banquet Secretary night just asked her who she liked, which made her confused for a while.

She is so obvious. Why is banquet Secretary night still struggling with this problem?

Didn't you give him enough security?

Luo Wenyu has been turning the page for a long time. Why is banquet Secretary night always worried that she will return. Like Luo Wenyu again?

It's impossible!

The next morning, josin got up and went into the restaurant.

"Good morning, madam. Come and have breakfast soon." Mrs. Wang arranged breakfast and asked her to come over.

Josin found that the banquet Secretary night had sat on the table, with a crisp suit and cold and noble atmosphere.

Josin found him in the bowl. It seems that I cooked it last night.

"I'll just have a glass of milk. I don't have an appetite in the morning." joshin picked up a glass of milk. A faint look.

"Come and have breakfast." the banquet Secretary stood up and wanted to lead her to the table.

Mrs. Wang is also happily putting all kinds of food on the table.

There are fried dough sticks, steamed buns and baguettes. And Chinese soup noodles. It's like a combination of Chinese and western breakfast.

Josin took a step back. Also ignored the banquet Secretary night.

"Wang Ma, you don't have to prepare. I have no appetite in the morning. Just have a glass of milk."

"Sir. Look..."

Mrs. Wang put all her breakfast on the table and stood beside her at a loss.

It was fine yesterday. In the evening, my wife also cooked in person. Why did she look at it this morning? The atmosphere between them was a little strange.

"You pack up." banquet Secretary night packed a milk yellow bag in a packing box and followed josin behind.

The air was fresh in the morning. The driver had prepared his car and waited outside the gate.

Master Yang greeted her, "good morning, madam."

Josin smiled, "good morning!"

As soon as Qiao Xin opened the door, banquet Secretary night followed her and told the driver not to go to work today.

"You go down. Today's madam doesn't need you to drive. I'll drive."

"Yes, sir." master Yang handed the car key to the banquet secretary. After night, he ran away.

Master Yang enjoys leisure, and the little husband and wife get along with each other. He is an eyeful driver.

Josin got out of the car. He treated her like that last night. She won't give him a good face today.

"You let go, I won't take your car."

Josin was blocked in front of the door by Yan Siye. Her arms were tightly around her waist. She was imprisoned in Yan Siye's arms.

Strong smell of male hormones, mixed with the light smell of wood.

"Xin Xin, do you know what your current behavior is?"

Banquet Secretary night raised Josie's chin, and his thin lips accurately covered her. Josie was caught off guard. He drove straight in and pestered her to dance with the tip of his tongue.