My Chief Husband, Too Mensao!

Yun Qiao came home inexplicably, and never thought about how Feng Chu was going.

However, she has the advantage of this person, that is, she is absolutely not embarrassed, she is a big thing, she thinks that it will pass, and will not waste brain cells there.

Anyway, the next time I see Feng Chu, I can't just ask if I can.

As soon as he pushed the door of the living room, he unexpectedly found that the palace was sitting in the living room.

Yun Qiao has a quick calculation, as if he has not seen this cheap husband for several days, and he does not know that he is busy all day long.

She smiled and said hello to him: "Hey, I haven't slept yet, isn't work tired? I am tired!"

She squats and squats, oh, and the bastard, Zhang is always fighting, and is also physically active.

When Gong Shengyi heard that she was tired of work, she had a deep face and a little more serious: "It seems that there is nothing very tired in the filming today?"

Yunqiao was surprised: "How do you know? You peeked at my script? Hey, filming is not very tired, but other work is very tired!"

Just waiting for Gong Sheng, she said, when she went to do something tonight, who knows, Yun Qiao stopped.

She did not intend to tell him to earn 10 million things!

I don't even want to tell her how she is dealing with the dangerous man!

Gong Sheng took a temper and decided to give her another chance: "When work is dangerous, don't take it alone, go home and we can give you an idea."

Yunqiao nodded and promised it down: "Hmm, I know, Zhang Bo is a big man, he has a lot of experience, and he definitely has experience. I will ask him."

At this moment, Zhang Bo, who is standing behind the palace, can't wait to tell the voice of Yun Qiao: Xiao Qiao girl, this has nothing to do with me! The president is wanting to hear from you, you need him, you depend on him!

However, Yun Qiao, a woman with such a big leaf, how can she see through the death of the palace?

She only felt that her attitude was very correct, the answer was perfect, she was not happy with the money, and then she went back to the room to take a shower and sleep.

Seeing that Yun Qiao sent him like this, he did not say what happened tonight, nor promised to report to him in the future, and Gong Sheng’s heart was blown up!

Can't calm down!

He said coldly: "You stand for me!"

Yunqiao was shocked by him: "Ah? What happened?"

Gong Sheng’s anger was not known how to vent, and finally he found a cold look: “Before you go home, clean your body, don’t bring cat hair in! Otherwise I will throw the cat away!”

Yun Qiao: "..."

No, she still hasn't licked the cat tonight.

Really, then there is no love, and if you don’t move, you threaten to throw a cat.

Even the high-cold male **** of Huo Yingdi did not have such a bad temper.

She grinned and didn't talk.

Gong Sheng’s light sank and said: “There is no way to go home after twelve o'clock in the future! If it exceeds ten o'clock, it must be reported in advance, more than twelve o'clock, absolutely not allowed!”

Yun Qiao: "If it is over?"

Gong Sheng: "Then don't come back!"

Yun Qiao: "Okay, I know."

After that, she did not care, jumped back to the room.

My sister has money now, one million, don’t let me go home, then I will go to the hotel, how big is it!

Gong Sheng: "..."

He was left in the place by Yun Qiao, raised his fist and slowly fell.

The **** woman, why can't she understand what he meant, is she wanting her to go home early every day?

Zhang Bo looked at Gong Sheng's uncharacteristic back, and sighed secretly: President, ah, a man can't be too proud, arrogant, and chasing his wife's crematorium...

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Gong Sheng slept very badly this night!

Even in the middle of the night to go to Yun Qiao's room, after she was asleep, she kissed her a few mouthfuls, and could not heal the crit in his heart - this stupid woman, without him! Without him!

He faintly felt that she was not trying to swear, but really wanted to divorce him.

If she makes enough money after making a show, she may actually ask for a divorce.