She quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed it, and the other end quickly answered the phone, Xi Bao'er spoke anxiously and incoherently, "Love, you, where have you been, I came down just now......"

A cold voice without a trace of temperature came, "I'm already on the way back to Yizhai, and I will arrange for a driver to pick you up!" ”

Back to Yi Zhai?

Xi Bao'er was stunned, "But we ...... Honk...... Honk! ”

Didn't he just say that he wanted to eat hot pot together, how could he ......?

The phone is dialed again, and the busy status is displayed.

What's going on?

What happened to Love?

Was he angry because she was a minute late to go to him?

Or is it because of ......!

But she ...... Nothing happened between him and Shangguan, just a serious chat, if you want to say something indecent, then ...... She ate his fried chicken, and he wouldn't be like this, but he just copied the maternity manual.

A black car stopped in front of her, and the driver got out of the car and said respectfully, "Mrs. President, the President asked me to take you home." ”

Xi Bao'er lowered her eyes, and her eyes were sad.

"Ma'am."

Xi Bao'er stepped back, "You let Qingshen come to pick me up in person, otherwise, I won't go back." ”

Be.

She asked for a minimal explanation.

It's okay to be angry, but, at the very least, you have to take her back to the Yi Mansion to be angry, how can you leave her alone?

I couldn't hide my sadness, and I couldn't help crying.

"But...... Madam. The president just told him like this, he didn't have the right to refute it at all, maybe the president had some special reason to leave, but looking at the pitiful appearance of Xi Darling, he shook his head helplessly, so he had to dial the phone, not answering once, twice.

Stretched an umbrella over, "The president's wife, the president's phone has been busy, or ...... You sit in the car first, it's windy outside, it's easy to catch a cold, and if something goes wrong with you, I can't afford it. ”

Xi Bao'er pushed him away and sat on the open-air gazebo, "I don't sit, you want to sit by yourself, if you don't let Qing Shen come to pick me up, I'll sit here until dawn." ”

Another person with a bun.

The driver was helpless and anxious.

Xi darling stared at the screen of his phone, waiting for his call.

Stingy ghosts are affectionate.

Originally.

He and Ye Weiwei both ran to the hotel, she questioned, and he yelled back, she was not angry like this, she and Xiao Xiao Kuai just chatted a few words of joyful things, is he like this?

In my heart, the more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became, the raindrops increased, and I shivered with cold on my body.

The driver held the umbrella for her, "Ma'am." ”

Xi Bao'er glared at him, "Shut up." ”

Bow your head, "Yes." ”-

Yi Qingshen took the lead in returning to Yi Zhai, and originally ...... I was going to lose my temper with her, but then I thought about it, and after all, I couldn't bear it, opened my notebook, looked through the recipe for fried chicken, and got up and went into the kitchen.

It's because he usually restricts her too strictly, and she is not allowed to touch this, and she is not allowed to touch that, so she will greedily accept the things sent by other men, wipe her mouth for her, wipe her hands for her, and it is a normal thing, why should he sulk and leave her alone in the company?

It's because she promised him not to smile at other men, and tonight ......

After wandering, his hands were burned by the splashed oil stains, and his clean and white hands instantly bubbled, he frowned lightly, ignored it, and continued to make fried chicken......

Half an hour later, he looked up at the hour hand again, and it was already ten o'clock. If she touches that, she will greedily accept the things sent by other men, wipe her mouth for her, wipe her hands for her, a normal thing, why should he sulk and leave her alone in the company?

It's because she promised him not to smile at other men, and tonight ......

After wandering, his hands were burned by the splashed oil stains, and his clean and white hands instantly bubbled, he frowned lightly, ignored it, and continued to make fried chicken......

Half an hour later, he looked up at the hour hand again, and it was already ten o'clock.