Proud Mommy is Hard to get

But Shen Ximing was surprised to see her standing at the door as soon as he opened the door, as if waiting for himself.

Qin Xiaoli's mouth with a shallow smile, but in a very haggard face, appears very pale.

"You're back." Qin Xiaoli came forward, took out a pair of men's slippers, put them in front of him, and then walked behind him to take off his coat. The expression is always light, can't see what expression.

Shen Ximing is not happy with her, but she is used to it. At least now, she makes him feel warm.

They get along with each other, just like the couple of ordinary people. They will dazzle some of his heart and gently stir them up. In fact, he has been downstairs for a long time, he does not know, he came up to face, which she will be, he will not control, hurt her again.

Qin Xiaoli hung his coat to the closet. When he came out, he was still standing in the porch, so he came to him. His small hand gently held his big palm. Sure enough, his hand was still cold. She subconsciously covers his big hand in his palm and rubs each other. Shen Ximing looks at her movement, but is slightly stunned.

She pulled him to the table. "It's cold. I'll heat it up," he said

Shen Ximing looked at the food on the table and said, "why don't you eat it? Not to your taste? "

Qin Xiaoli side of the food box into the plate, said: "No." After two seconds, and light mouth explanation, "forget."

Shen Ximing opened his chair and sat down, as if to himself: "you can forget to eat."

Qin Xiaoli put the plate into the microwave oven, turned around and looked at his hesitant mouth, "photo..."

"Not so fast." As if knowing that she would ask, Shen Ximing blurted out. In fact, he always felt that the men in the photos were familiar, but he didn't know where he had seen them.

Originally wanted to ask ye chengmu, but the matter of Qi Dian suddenly changed his mind. There was just a reason to delay this matter, right.

He raised his eyes and looked at the little woman with a puzzled look in his eyes and said, "when will you look back?"

Qin Xiaoli raised his eyes to see him, "should, in two days."

Shen Ximing nodded, a little bored playing with the mobile phone, Qin Xiaoli looked at him, as if in his below, after a while, only to see his light mouth, "I am with you."

Rao is again calm, Qin Xiaoli or unconsciously opened his eyes, in the heart is really surprised, "you with me, go to Seoul?" She asked, as if in confirmation. Shen Ximing's busy schedule is as clear as she can be.

He nodded again. "Yes, what's the problem?"

Qin Xiaoli bit her lower lip, and she really didn't want him to get involved in her life in Seoul.

"Let's go first. You can talk to the people in the company." Shen Ximing said.

This sentence actually let Qin Xiaoli breathe a sigh of relief, at least, he won't fight with Kangchen's people.

At this time, the mobile phone rings in the bedroom, and she goes to the bedroom to answer the phone. When she comes out, Shen Ximing has put the hot food on the table, filled two bowls of rice, and picked up one of them to eat.

Looking at her in a daze at the door of the bedroom, she said, "don't you want to eat yet?"

Then she went over and sat down opposite him.

"Whose call is it?" He seemed to ask casually.

"Nana." Hesitated for a moment, "that's the Korean girl who had dinner together that day."

"Well, I know." He took the chopsticks into her bowl and said, "what can I do for you?"

Qin Xiaoli looked at the steamed fish in the bowl in a daze, as if after a while to react, "Oh, she said, she will stay, participate in the next cooperation, do not look back with the army."

Shen Ximing's eating action is very elegant. He sits upright with his head slightly drooping. His slender fingers hold the end of chopsticks. He takes a mouthful of food and a mouthful of rice, which is very regular. Qin Xiaoli couldn't help but wonder, did he really know what he was eating?

Instead of looking up, he said, "I'm better than the food?" There is a faint smile between the words.

Qin Xiaoli quickly lowered his head, and his ears were covered with crimson color. In a hurry, he took a bite of rice into his mouth, but because he ate too fast, he coughed violently. Shen Ximing got up and poured a glass of water for her. He sat down beside her, put his hand behind her, and gently followed, "eat slowly, no one will rob you."

Qin Xiaoli drank his saliva and coughed a few times before he was better. Shen Ximing reaches out and takes his chopsticks. He sits next to her and doesn't get up.

After a while, the dishes in her bowl piled up like a hill.

"Eat more. You're too thin."

This situation, deja vu, Qin Xiaoli heart, for a moment, only feel warm and harmonious, the corners of the mouth unconsciously slightly up.

Finally, when he brought her vegetables again, she stopped his chopsticks and said, "I can't put them down." There is a trace of grievance in the tone. The pile is so high, how can she use chopsticks.

Shen Ximing spills a smile as if there is no, and then puts the dish into his mouth, and then he no longer gives her the cloth.The meal was very harmonious. After dinner, Qin Xiaoli was cleaning up in the kitchen. Shen Ximing went to his study. He pushed a single sofa that had been placed against the wall to the window. Then he sat in the sofa, picked up the tablet, and quickly scanned the mail.

Qin Xiaoli cleaned up and stood at the door of his study. He seemed to like working in such an environment. No matter it was his apartment or office, there was always a single sofa by the window.

Standing quietly for a while, she turned around, made a cup of tea, gently put it on the tea table beside him, and then quietly took the door of the study and went back to the room.

After she had washed, the light in her study was still on, and she went back to her room to sleep. The door of the bedroom was open.

Tired, she quickly fell asleep. I don't know when the bed beside her sank down. She turned around unconsciously and leaned towards the man. The familiar smell got into her nose. She leaned forward to find a comfortable position and then fell asleep.

When she woke up the next morning, her eyes were still open, and she felt her side subconsciously. It was empty.

She sat up and couldn't help laughing bitterly. This habit is terrible.

One day, no one lived in the house for a long time. She cleaned the house thoroughly inside and outside. Although she was about to leave soon, she had nothing to do and enjoyed it. What's more, being busy keeps her from thinking.

At noon, I sent an email to Dr. grant, telling her about her return to China.

In the evening, he received a message from Shen Ximing, "work overtime at night. I won't come here. I'll go back to my old house tomorrow. Would you like to come with me