After the TV was turned on, Han Sicheng's handsome face appeared immediately. He supported the long table with one lazy hand. The narrow Phoenix eyes turned so gently and looked straight at the lens, as if they had looked through the screen. Ye Qingxia made him blush and heartbeat, and hurriedly picked up the remote control turntable. After calming down, he thought that what he wanted to say was about the curtain pulling incident, and couldn't help turning the stage back. Just then, there were two knocks at the door. It should be Wu Feiming who sent and retrieved the original financial statements“ Come! " Ye Qingxia jumped out of bed happily, put on disposable slippers and ran towards the door happily. Standing in front of the door, when I was about to open the door, I found that I didn't wear underwear. Although I wore a bathrobe, if I didn't have underwear, the clothes on my chest would protrude two small points, which looked very ashamed. Although the other party is a grandfather, he is a man after all. Thinking of this, ye Qingxia hid at the door, opened a crack in the door, stretched out his hand and said, "give it to me." Han Sicheng, standing at the door, was stunned with a large stack of original statements in his hand. As soon as he got off the plane and received a call from the finance minister, he rushed to the company and saw the new authorization of yeshao. Without saying a word, he promised to transfer it to him, but made a condition for him to send it to yeshao. He just wanted to know what the night looked like. The so-called yeshao is the grandson of Yedong who suddenly appears. He mysteriously never shows up. He hides abroad all day and doesn't return home, but he still tangles with Ye Qingxia. After last Saturday, after tasting the taste of Ye Qingxia, he wanted to know more about the night. Wu Feiming didn't think much. He learned from ye Qingxia that Han Sicheng knew her identity. He heard that they were unhappy and thought it was also an opportunity to reconcile. Without much to say, he gave Han Sicheng the hotel address sent by Ye Qingxia. When Han Sicheng came, he thought that the night in the room was less, but he didn't expect that it would be ye Qingxia. He looked at Ye Qingxia's arm stretched out from behind the door. It was as smooth as jade. It was glittering and translucent under the dim yellow light in the hotel aisle. How could he see that she was restless with one hand. Ye Qingxia stretched out her arm for a long time and didn't get anything. She couldn't help sticking out her head. At a glance, Han Sicheng shouted "ah..." and slammed the door. The door was butted. Han Sicheng put his right hand against the door, looked calmly, looked at the leaves that had just taken a bath in front of him, and breathed tightly: "how little night?" Are you kidding her? How could he not know that she is the so-called night less! Ye Qingxia desperately presses against the door and wants to close the door. However, her strength is still small. She remembered that she had been saved by him at Hongye villa before. Then Yedong scolded her for coming to the door. Finally, she admitted that she was her granddaughter. Besides, when Lin Zhiman was engaged, she talked nonsense all night and took the golden key given to her by yedongyi. Han Sicheng was also there. He had no reason not to know that her leaf Qingxia was night Shao. Ye Qingxia wants to close the door, but the door gets bigger and bigger. Finally, Han Sicheng slowly opens it“ I'm here to send the original financial statements. " He threw the original financial statements in his hand on the dark brown wool carpet in the room. The original statements originally contained in a large open envelope bag flew out and landed on the ground. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.

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