The president's beloved dumb wife

"There are many coincidences in the world."

"I also think it's a coincidence. If only I could know the little cook in your family, it's a pity that she's gone..."

Xiao dingxun looked at her. His eyes were deeper. She couldn't even see through. What was he thinking.

"In fact, it may not be impossible."

Xiao dingxun fixed his eyes on her pupils. Yu Sheng's heart jumped slightly and couldn't help biting his lips: "what does Mr. Xiao mean?"

Xiao dingxun suddenly smiled, "just talking casually."

Yu Sheng was slightly relieved, but he couldn't help staring at him: "since Mr. Xiao is better, it's time to go back."

"I'll pick you up early tomorrow morning."

"No, I'll just take them to kindergarten."

"Well, I'll ask the driver to bring her things later."

Yu Sheng nodded.

Xiao dingxun got up and went to the porch. Yu Sheng still stood still and didn't mean to send him.

Xiao dingxun had to change his shoes and leave.

Yu Sheng watched him open the door and said, "Mr. Xiao, go slowly."

When she finished, she picked up the empty bowl and went to the kitchen.

Xiao dingxun suddenly called her, "Miss Su."

"Is Mr. Xiao still busy?"

"Miss Su has a good figure and good skin. She looks good in any color and style, but..."

"Just what?"

Xiao dingxun glanced at Yu Sheng's chest: "don't Miss Su think your skirt neckline is a little low?"

Yu Sheng looked down at his chest and shook his head: "don't you think?"

She's just showing a little ditch. Which female star in the entertainment industry doesn't wear sexy clothes to attend the event? Front chest and back?

In fact, her dress is very appropriate. After all, tonight is a birthday party for Yinian, and as a mother, she can't dress up too specially.

Xiao dingxun didn't say anything more and turned out of the apartment.

Yu Sheng also closed the door directly after he went out.

Xiao dingxun stood outside the door, listening to the clear anti lock sound inside the door. His eyes sank slightly, but he did nothing after all. He raised his legs and walked to the elevator.

Entering the elevator, Xiao dingxun lit a cigarette. At the moment when the elevator door was about to close, he suddenly opened the door.

When the doorbell rang, Yu Sheng just took off her skirt and prepared to change her nightdress. When she heard the doorbell, she hurriedly pulled out a nightdress from the wardrobe, trimmed her slightly messy hair that had just been put down, and walked to the door.

It shouldn't be Suqin. Suqin sent her a message that she would stay in the hotel at night. She drank some wine and didn't want to move.

Yu Sheng knew that the wine smell on Xiao dingxun just now probably came from this.

She went to the door and looked into the cat's eyes.

Xiao dingxun stood outside the door with handsome and cold eyes. She lived in an apartment with two families. Just now the elevator door opened. The girl next door came out of the elevator with milk tea and kept watching Xiao dingxun.

So short a few steps that the little girl lingered for a long time before she reached the door.

Xiao dingxun didn't even throw any light from the corners of his eyes from beginning to end.

When Yu Sheng waited for the girl to enter the door, he unlocked the door, but only opened the door a crack: "Mr. Xiao, what else?"

"Miss Su just said she wrote me the prescription of the sachet. It seems she forgot."

As he spoke, his eyes dropped slightly and fell on Yu Sheng's sling nightdress. He couldn't help but slightly blinking his eyes: "is Miss Su dressed like this to open the door?"

Yu Sheng choked. She saw that he was the one outside the door, so there was no defense.

"Even if you know a man, Miss Su had better keep a little alert."

Yu Sheng said with a smile, "Mr. Xiao is not confident in his character."

"I'm not an immortal, I'm just a man."

The implication is that men are never indifferent to beauty.

"Then wait a moment and I'll write you a prescription."

Yu Sheng turned and entered the living room.

Xiao dingxun stood in the porch, but did not follow in: "please write down the prescription of sober soup, Miss Su."

Yu Sheng quickly wrote the prescription and handed it to him: "I like to put some honey in the sobering soup when I make it. Just add or subtract it according to your taste."

"It's good tonight."

Xiao dingxun stretched out his hand to take it, but he didn't mean to go. Yu Sheng slightly raised his eyebrow: "Mr. Xiao, what else?"

"If Miss Su is free, could you please ask Miss Su to make a sachet for me, just like this one."

Xiao dingxun handed the sachet to Yu Sheng again.

For a moment, Yu Sheng was in an unspeakable trance.

Time seemed to overlap. When he was in Huayue mountain house a few years ago, he asked her for such things.

And to this day, she never gave it to him.

"I have some nostalgic and habitual things. If I change my appearance, I will be very unaccustomed. Miss Su, please."

"My grandmother just passed me some medical skills, and I never said I would make sachets."

Yu Sheng looked as like as two peas, and her eyes were just like Alice. The water was clear and clear, as if he could see through everything.

Xiao dingxun lowered his eyes bit by bit. He closed his slender fingers one by one and tightly grasped the small and exquisite sachet in the palm of his hand: "if it's inconvenient for Miss Su, forget it."

Yu Sheng pursed his lips and didn't speak.

"Goodbye." Xiao dingxun took a deep look at her, turned out of the door and went straight into the elevator.

When the elevator door closed slowly, Yu Sheng and Xiao dingxun's eyes met in mid air.

Neither of them looked away until the elevator door was tightly closed.

Xiao dingxun lit a cigarette again and folded the two prescriptions into his pocket. He called song Qiao: "you ask which sponsors and brands provide all the clothes of artist Su Sheng over Canxing, and who chose to send them to her."

Song Qiao quickly replied: "Canxing said that Miss Su seldom receives gifts and clothes and jewelry from the brand. Except for the only two events, the dresses provided by the brand should be Miss Su's private clothes."

Xiao dingxun's eyes were slightly fixed. He didn't know about women's clothes and jewelry, but he still recognized the famous logos.

The little dress that Su Sheng is wearing tonight costs between 600000 and 800000.

So, a single mother living in a small apartment, Su Sheng, who was only a student before signing Canxing, how could she have such an expensive private service?

Xiao dingxun sent the burning cigarette to his mouth. He bit the butt of the cigarette and squinted slightly.