Restricted Love: Cute Wife Can't Be Messed With

Bo Yunchen has begun to get used to Xia Zhiqiao's meticulous care for three meals a day. Sometimes he even vaguely expects that he will be distracted occasionally at work, wondering what Xia Zhiqiao will prepare for him in the evening.

At the executive meeting of Bo's group, people looked at the smile from the corners of their mouths, which was always expressionless and cold as frost. They couldn't help sweating behind them. They always felt that the smile was somewhat untrue and strange.

In particular, the manager of the publicity department, who was reporting on his work, had a cold sweat on his forehead and a cold back. He tentatively asked, "Mr. Bo, do you have any advice on the plan I reported?"

Bo Yunchen did not respond.

Standing behind him, Shen An couldn't help stroking his forehead, hurried forward two steps and whispered, "general manager Bo, manager Chen is asking your opinion."

Bo Yunchen suddenly returned to his mind. The smile around his mouth gradually disappeared. He recovered his usual expressionless face. He looked at the people and asked, "is there anything else to report? If not, break up the meeting."

People

The manager of the publicity department was sweating all over. He thought it was his wrong words that annoyed general manager Bo, which made him lose the mood for the meeting. He quickly caught up with him and explained, "general manager Bo, if you are dissatisfied with the scheme I put forward, I can change it, really!"

I almost cried for mercy.

Bo Yunchen frowned slightly, looked at him strangely, didn't say much, just said: "the plan is good, you can rest assured to do it."

The manager of the publicity department quickly nodded and bowed to congratulate Bo Yunchen.

Bo Yunchen went directly back to his office, took his suit coat and car key, and told Shen An, "push off all today's plans. I'm going to get off work."

Shen An is used to it. He arranges all his work to the next day. His family president bo used to be like a model worker. He never goes home to rest before dawn. Now he says to go as soon as the time comes.

Bo Yunchen drove back to the manor and saw the lights in the villa from a distance, and his heart became soft.

Before he knew it, his idea of the woman seemed to have changed.

Bo Yunchen stopped the car and didn't go home immediately. Instead, he lit himself a cigarette, sat in the car and meditated. When a cigarette burned out, he suddenly came back to his senses, put out the smoke, put out the car, got out of the car and walked home.

Hearing the sound, Xia Zhiqiao hurriedly turned down the gas fire. He hurried to open the door with a spatula, and then shouted, "you're back."

Bo Yunchen lowered his eyes and looked at the little woman with a lovely pink apron tied around her waist. Her beautiful long hair was fixed behind her ears with a hairpin at will, but it didn't look sloppy, but there was a casual beauty.

He nodded faintly, glanced casually, saw that the house was clean, nodded with satisfaction, and asked Xia Zhiqiao, "are you cooking now?"

Xia Qiao knew that he was sure to make complaints about himself again. He was able to raise his face with a sincere smile. "No, it's already ready for you," he said. "But I thought you worked so hard every day, so I made a special soup occupation."

This sentence greatly pleased Bo Yunchen. The usual cool color in his eyebrows and eyes gradually dissipated. The whole person became softer and his tone was a lot softer, "well, I see."

He took off his shoes and went upstairs while taking off his suit.

Xia Zhiqiao went up to help him pick up his clothes, hung them on the hanger at the door, and unfastened his tie.

Bo Yunchen picked his eyebrows and was surprised at the bottom of his dark eyes.

Today's little women seem to be particularly docile.

Seeing through, Bo Yunchen didn't say anything. He went upstairs as if he hadn't seen it and changed into a comfortable home clothes.

Xia Zhiqiao has put the food downstairs and waited next to him.

When Bo Yunchen took his seat, she sat next to each other, and then filled each other with rice and vegetables. After dinner, she specially made him fat reducing tea. It can be said that she was very attentive.

Bo Yunchen was in a good mood. If the corners of his mouth seemed to evoke a radian, he put his hands on the sofa at will and said, "say it, please ask me for something."

Xia Zhiqiao smiled flatteringly, but did not directly say his thoughts, but asked tentatively, "Mr. Bo, are you satisfied with my performance these two days?"

Bo Yunchen nodded and gave a very perfunctory answer, "reluctantly."

Xia Zhiqiao scolded secretly in her heart. She was really a hard to serve living ancestor. She had bowed to this level and only gave her a just passed evaluation.

However, Bo Yunchen's bad temper had been learned by her for a long time, so she was psychologically prepared. She didn't tangle on this issue for too long, but then tried to say: "do you remember our previous agreement? As long as I can take care of your daily life and make you happy, you will let me go back to work."

Bo Yunchen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the flattery of Xia Zhiqiao's face, and suddenly stretched out his hand and took the man into his arms.

Xia Zhiqiao nestled in each other's arms with an extremely ashamed attitude. His small face was red, but he could only endure it. He said with a smile: "you see, I have taken care of you for so long. Should you let me go back to work? After all, I only asked for three days off."

Bo Yunchen nodded casually, "HMM."

Xia Zhiqiao was delighted. "Thank you, Mr. Bo." He will come down from Bo Yunchen's leg immediately.

With a big hand, Bo Yunchen imprisoned people in his arms. His slender fingers gently provoked the woman's chin. There was some teasing in the bottom of his eyes and his voice was evil, "but I'm also conditional."

Xia Zhiqiao had a "click" in his heart. He knew that the dog man was not so kind.

But she didn't dare to show it and still kept a professional fake smile, "President Bo, you said that as long as I can do it, I won't refuse."

Bo Yunchen nodded, loosened her, leaned back, and took a leisurely posture. The charming face had a somewhat evil smile, and said in a slow voice, "please me."

The expression on Xia Zhiqiao's face suddenly chapped, and there was a roar in his head. He stared at Bo Yunchen in amazement. His blood rushed up his head, and a pretty face turned from red to green.

"Bo Yunchen! You're shameless!"

Such words are easy to say.

She was so angry that she jumped down from Bo Yunchen's leg and stared at him fiercely, like a frightened deer. She thought she was very fierce. In fact, she looked more like Xiaobai to Bo Yunchen. As soft and lovely as a rabbit.

Bo Yunchen picked his eyebrows, and his voice was full of joy. "Why? Don't you want to?"