The domineering wife: the president lord and domineering love

"Your clothes are called by Qin, aren't they?"

"Yes."

When the woman lay on her side and returned to the sofa, her clothes were a little shorter, and it seemed that she couldn't cover what should be covered.

Xia zaozao sat down with her feet dangling on the tea table.

The woman lifted the hair falling on her shoulder and looked at summer morning. Her eyes were as beautiful as silk:

"My clothes are dirty. As soon as Aunt Li took them for dry cleaning, Qin Shoushou lent me his clothes for the time being."

Lend her

Xia zaozao originally reached out to take the paper on the tea table. Suddenly, he seemed to be poisoned by these words. His hands were uncontrollably stiff and could not move.

His face is still pretending to be relaxed and smiling.

"Anyway, he has a lot of clothes. He often donates his clothes to relief stations and homeless people."

Zhu Wenjie deliberately ignored the words "rescue station and Tramp", slightly adjusted her posture and said without mind:

"Most tramps are men. Don't you know that men like women to wear their own shirts like me."

The small move made Xia see more clearly early. The light blue material was a little transparent. Only then did she find that she was wearing very bold. There was nothing inside except the shirt of the outer cover.

Xia zaozao also adjusted a comfortable posture, and then asked carelessly: "so, Mr. Zhu, rich experience?"

"What is experienced?"

"Since you just said I was inexperienced, you must have rich experience."

Zhu Wenjie also sat down opposite Xia zaozao, took off her slippers and put her legs on the tea table: "I hate to ask people this question. They don't have experience yet."

The goose bumps on Xia zaozao's body because of Zhu Wenjie's sentence disappeared after a while, and he bit a fried dough stick: "that's a pity."

"What's the matter?"

"Qin Shoushou doesn't like inexperienced people."

"Well..." Zhu Wenjie thought seriously and said, "in fact, it can't be said that she has no experience at all..."

"Some people can't see it, but some people can definitely see that there are countless readers, such as you."

She really said everything. She couldn't listen. Ignoring Zhu Wenjie's unhappy face, she stood up to go. She didn't know what tripped her feet and almost didn't stand firm.

"Hahaha, it's really the same as I thought. Your reaction is super fast. In fact, I'll make a joke with you..." Zhu Wenjie smiled heartlessly. Seeing that Xia zaozao's face was wrong, she stopped smiling: "no, you can't be kidding?"

"Try it for you?" Xia looked at the woman early, which was really an extremely childish means for her.

"Well, I apologize to you. In fact, I just want us to be friends anyway. I'm kidding to mediate the atmosphere."

"That's not a joke. Besides, you're not my friend."

Then Aunt Li just came in and said, "morning."

Xia zaozao saw Aunt Li carrying something and hurriedly got up to help her.

"What do you want to eat at noon early in the morning? I'll make it for you." help Aunt Li put things into the kitchen. Aunt Li came in, opened the cabinet next to the cabinet and took an apron: "Oh, you'll call Mr. Qin later and ask him if he'll come back for dinner."

Xia zaozao answered the voice, helped Aunt Li put the dishes on the side of the sink in the sink, prepared to wash them, and asked, "Aunt Li, why do you want to dry clean the clothes for that woman? She has no hands or feet?"

"Stop by and get out of the way."