The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!During this week, she would occasionally think of that domineering man, but because of her busyness, she quickly left the matter behind.

In the bar, Gu Bei shook his red wine glass and approached him. Seeing Ye Zi'an's gloomy expression, he couldn't help but leaned forward in his heart, "I said, are you really tempted?"

Except for that, he had never seen Ye Zi'an show this expression because of a woman.

"Gu Bei," Ye Zi'an shot a sharp breath in his eyes, and Gu Bei subconsciously shrank his neck with horror, "have you been a little too leisurely lately?"

The lips lifted slightly, and a frightening smile appeared, "I heard that Grandpa Gu has taken a fancy to the woman of Mu's family who doesn't know the heights and heights. I think he has a good vision and should support it."

"I was wrong!" Gu Bei immediately cried and raised his hands to surrender. This guy can always easily grab his seven inches.Since childhood, he has never won once.

Seeing Gu Bei deflated, Mu Haruko laughed forward and backward, and she did not have the image of a young lady. Perhaps it was because of the men who had been with them since she was a child. She had a strong breath of man. "But Zi'an, you did It's serious." There are three points of inquiry in the tone, and the remaining seven points are worried.

"Which time is he not serious?" Li Shuhang smiled at the corner of his lips and squinted slightly.

Even though he said that, Gu Bei always felt that he was serious this time...very different.

After pondering the words, he leaned forward again without fear of death, "You saw her at the reception that day." He glanced at Ye Zi'an's expression and said, "Later, did you..."

boom!

Ye Zi'an patted the table and walked towards the private room door with his long legs wrapped under his suit trousers.

Behind him, a group of friends showed a trace of worry, especially Gu Bei, wishing to bite off his tongue.

Knowing that it was the untouchable Ni Lin in Ye Zi'an's heart, he still had a cheap mouth and didn't feel bad about it.

***

Ling Qianmo dragged his tired body out of the company. The company had to renovate, and there were a lot of things to do.Having dealt with various departments all day, her legs were almost not their own.

Taking a deep breath, her car is restricted today and she can only take a taxi home.

Just as I walked to the side of the road to take a taxi, my mobile phone rang suddenly.The numbers without remarks are familiar and unfamiliar.

Ling Qianmo thought for a while, and finally answered by sliding. The night wind blew his ears, and through the phone's microphone, echoes came back and forth, as if they were hollow in his heart.

"Next week, remember to bring Xiang Heng back, and don't let your grandfather down."

Just when she was about to hang up, she heard a low and indifferent voice over there, and what she said was official.

A sneer appeared on the corners of her lips, and Ling Qianmo watched Ye Feng lift her long hair and curled into various strange postures in mid-air, silently without speaking.

"Squeak when you hear it, and take a breath if you die." The man's voice was deeply unhappy.

Ling Qianmo suddenly felt that, in fact, Spring City is not really like spring all year round, and occasionally there will be cold winters, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Qianmo held up his exhaustion and stopped a taxi.After getting in the car and reporting the address, she fell asleep almost as soon as she touched the back of the chair.

I don't know what happened these days. She always suffers from insomnia at night, busy with work during the day and no time to make up for sleep, and people are getting tired.

"Miss, miss..." Ling Qianmo slept soundly. The driver called for several times before she woke up, handed in the fare apologetically, and said a few consecutive apologies before opening the door and getting off the car.

In the elevator, looking at the numbers jumping up from floor to floor, the smile on Ling Qianmo's face grew deeper and he finally got home.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and she can finally get a good night's sleep, and will never get up until she wakes up naturally.

Unfortunately, the imagination is perfect, and the reality is very skinny.

Ling Qianmo's dream of sleeping until he woke up naturally was cut down by the rapid ringing of the phone!

He got up angrily and scratched his hair irritably, no matter which bastard he was, he was dead.

I grabbed the phone and saw that the name of the caller ID on the screen made her chaotic thoughts poured into a basin of cold water, and she woke up instantly.

She originally wanted to hang up, but she shuddered, and she subconsciously swiped to answer.

Secretly mocked, Ling Qianmo, you are really worthless.

"Hey..." A cold and indifferent voice came from the other end of the phone, as if she was unhappy because she answered the phone too slowly.

The indifferent voice made the sober thoughts awake a little more, recalling the reality that was forgotten by myself, the original excitement also calmed down, and even the voice became indifferent, "Is there something?"

Ling Qianmo's overly calm tone made Xiang Hengying's brows frowned. She always looked happy when he called her before.But now, it seems so impatient to speak.Could it be that, as Li Nan said, she let go and relaxed, probably because her heart was no longer on him.

After all, that man indeed looks very good.

Xiang Heng's displeasure was very obvious, "Come here!"

"Is there anything I can't say on the phone?" Now that she had decided to let go, she didn't want the two to entangle again.

"Come here!" The simple two words seemed to be squeezed out of the teeth, full of anger.

Ling Qianmo felt that if he refused again, he might come to the door and carry her over.

Recalling the call last night, if I refused, I was stuck in my throat.She still needs Xiang Heng's help, even if it is for grandpa, she should go there.

"Okay, let me clean up..." The phone was hung up before the words were finished.

Ling Qianmo laughed at herself, how bad she was, she had to rush to the door and let people trample.

But, for the sake of grandpa, she must bear it down.

Woke up to wash, changed into more casual clothes, with long fluffy hair slanted in a braid and hung over his left shoulder, after changing shoes, Ling Qianmo carried a bag and prepared to go out.

The door opened, but it happened to see Ye Zi'an coming out from the other door, holding a bowl of steaming porridge in his hand.