The Soft and Sticky Spirit In Master Yu’s Eyes is a Full-scale Boss

    "It doesn't matter, you are my husband, no matter what you are, I will not despise you, I can give you old age."

    The more someone says it, the more outrageous it is.

    "People don't all say that I am responsible for making money and supporting the family, you are responsible for being beautiful, as long as you are beautiful." Jiu Ci agrees with this sentence very much, and she speaks to her heart.

    Such a good-looking husband should be raised at home.

    Yu Huai Zhimo, for some reason the little girl seems to have a misunderstanding of their gender positions.

    "The lady, don't forget to give me pocket money every month." Yu Huaizhi looked at the girl's serious appearance, and laughed softly.

    "Do you have to give it every month?" Jiu Ci's expression changed now that his pockets were empty.

     Jiu Ci, who is poor and poor, has died, and it is really expensive to raise a beautiful husband.

     Touching the little girl's head, Yu Huaizhi glanced at the flower bed in the distance, and shifted his attention, "Want to see flowers?"

    "Yes." The listless little girl's dull eyes lit up, and she regained her spirit.

    In the past, when she was not being chased, she would pick off the little flowers she saw along the road, sometimes weaving them into a wreath, and sometimes holding them directly in her hand.

    Looking at them, there is always a glimmer of hope.

    The world may not be so bad.

    Jiu Ci subconsciously wanted to pick one, but she stretched her hand into the air and took it back, her eyes flickering.

    "You can pick it up if you like." Yu Huaizhi saw what she was thinking, and spoke calmly.

    "Not yet, they are fine in the soil." There is no strife here, no need to kill them.

     Jiu Ci eagerly looked at the light blue flower that she didn't know what it was, with stars twinkling in her eyes.

    Yu Huaizhi glanced down at the little girl whose eyes revealed that he liked, and thought for a moment and slowly said, "Then let's transplant it and bring it back, shall we?"

    The little girl raised her head in surprise and nodded softly, "Okay."

    Inadvertently glanced at the huge flower house, and his meaningful gaze fell on the person with dirty hands.

    It's not a waste of time.

    Finally, Yu Huaizhi took the dirty little girl to wash his hands, holding the soft little girl in one hand and the flowerpot in the other, and left the company.

    There was another burst of attention along the way.

    What happened in the president's office before, the whole company knew in less than ten minutes, that the president, who was aloof and did not enter, had a petite wife who was hurting to the bone. .

    She was in pain and protected, and she could not see the slightest grievance.

    The two of them didn't know what happened in the company, and they returned to the Ciyuan happily.

     Jiu Ci's love for potted plants exceeded Yu Huaizhi's expectations, and he has been around it since he came back, without sticking to him and wanting to hug him.

    In the evening, when the little girl wanted to sleep with the flower in her arms, Yu Huaizhi had to use his trump card.

    "Cibao, do you want to sleep with it or with me?" Yu Huaizhi's eyes as deep as ancient ponds calmly looked at the tangled little girl.

     Jiu Ci looked at the beautiful flowers blooming in her arms, and then at Yu Huaizhi who needed her to hug. After a few entanglements, she turned around and placed the flowers in her line of sight.

    Although the flowers are beautiful, the husband is more important.

    Yu Huaizhi casually lowered his eyes and looked at the person who was lying in his arms, looking for a place in his arms, a bright color flashed across his narrow eyes, he glanced at his cool room, and finally nothing I didn't say turn off the lights and go to sleep.

    The next day, before going out, Yu Huaizhi took the drowsy little girl downstairs to eat, and after feeding her, he slowly prepared to go out.

    The inexplicable Jiu Ci shook his head with a serious look and assured, "Don't run around, I promise."

    Yu Huaizhi slowly retracted his gaze and went out.

     Jiu Ci was sitting in the living room eating the dessert prepared by Uncle Zhang and looking out the window, "Two two, why is it so difficult to make money."

    "That's right, why is it so difficult." Waste Erbi Online sighed.

    Looking out the window, one person and one cat sighed together.

    After a while, a familiar figure sneaked out of the door with a familiar pace, and made a strange voice to Jiu Ci, "呲呲."

     Jiu Ci blinked at Yu Jingshen, who was not in a good mood.

    "Is my brother gone?" Yu Jingshen, who ran from Yu's house early in the morning, slammed the door at Jiuci and roared hoarsely.

    Jiu Ci didn't answer him, but moved his eyes away and looked behind him.

    "Second Young Master."

    When I saw Zhang Bo who was smiling, he patted his chest terribly, God scared him to death.

    "When did you come behind me, Uncle Zhang?" Yu Jingshen looked at the elusive Uncle Zhang with lingering fears.

    "It starts with the young master sneaking into the gate." Uncle Zhang was still smiling, "When the second young master comes, invite him inside."

    Yu Jingshen smiled awkwardly and walked in slowly, his eyes still looking nervous everywhere.

    "Second young master, rest assured, the eldest young master has gone to the company." Uncle Zhang said leisurely behind him.

    "Oh, what a coincidence, hahaha..." Hearing Yu Huai's absence, the nervous Yu Jingshen also relaxed and walked quickly to sit down in front of Jiu Ci, drinking water .

     Jiu Ci blinked her big eyes and looked at Yu Jingshen, who was secretly wiping cold sweat.

    "Cough cough... I came here today to say thank you." Jing Xiao Bawang said with an unnatural expression, "Thank you for saving me yesterday."