Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

"The product you designed has won unanimous praise from consumers. The market is very good. Mom wants us to go home for dinner. Celebrate for you."

The banquet secretary always laughs at night banquets. It seems to have glory with you.

"Very good." Qiao Xin smiled reluctantly. Now she controls the product design drafts of Suqi group. This week, new products were launched, especially Qixin series products, with sales volume and reputation flying in her hands.

Since she took office, the hot search and highlight moments of Suqi group always log in to the microblog hot search list from time to time, because there are too many such moments, and such things as product sales are no longer worth her surprise.

Go home for dinner. It's just that my parents miss them.

Banquet Secretary night looked at Qiao Xin with a quiet look and a twinkling smile in his eyes. He continued to praise her: "Xin Xin is great."

Banquet Secretary night's eyes have been chasing josin in bed. She looked at the scenery outside the window and looked calm.

She has been in this state for two days because he can't explain the scene in the office to her.

She didn't look at him. Yan Siye stood behind her and looked at the girl in bed with loving eyes. He asked cautiously, "do you want to go to your parents, Xinxin?"

"Si ye, do you want to go?"

Josin turned around. Looking at the banquet Secretary night who has been taking care of himself these days. He is still handsome. Long body and jade stand. But he was not as energetic as before. He was thin and had little meat on his cheeks, but showed a more superior contour.

See him like this. Josin was distressed. He was the favored son of heaven. When did he serve others.

But these days he always stands behind her. Silently accompany her, bring her water and cook, without any impatient look. Occasionally, she will look back. He always looks at her silently with loving eyes.

She had no appetite and didn't want to eat. He accompanied her. She didn't eat and he didn't eat.

Qiao Xin drooped her eyes: "I listen to you. If you want to go, I'll go home with you."

If he wants to be happy, she is willing to accompany him.

Hearing that it's rare for Qiao Xin to take the initiative to be interested in doing one thing these days, the banquet secretary's night's eyes were very surprised, "OK, which clothes does Xin Xin want to wear? The designer of family C contacted the housekeeper yesterday, and their clothes styles are new again. Xin Xin, shall I accompany you to choose your favorite style?"

Banquet Secretary night's voice was gentle and magnetic, like giving all his patience to josin alone.

Pick clothes? She is not interested. She is not even interested in eating now, let alone in choosing clothes.

"I'm not interested."

Banquet Secretary Ye reached out and took Qiao Xin's little hand, slowly massaged her, and coaxed her with a warm voice: "OK, then don't let them come."

When banquet Secretary ye turned and walked out of the room, he suddenly felt a pair of white and tender arms wrapped around his waist.

Banquet Secretary Ye was stunned. He didn't dare to move. He just asked her in a low voice, "what's the matter?"

He was flattered by her rare initiative these days.

Josin leaned on his back, shook his head and said nothing.

Si ye, I love you so much.

Banquet Secretary Ye smiled gently: "Xin Xin, trust me? You are the first and last woman I like. Xin Xin is good. How about having a good meal?"

"Good!"

Josin's voice is a little hoarse. She has caught a cold for several days and has a sore throat.