"And ......," Huangfu Yaoyang stopped, "the two models you said earlier were making trouble for Madame......"

"Mr. Duke doesn't have to worry about this, I've already made arrangements."

This kind of trivial matter, naturally, without his orders, dares to make trouble for his wife, which is tantamount to finding abuse by himself.

At this time, Mr. Duke was already very busy, so naturally he didn't have to worry much about such trivial matters, and his subordinates had already arranged them automatically.

Huangfu Yaoyang nodded and continued upstairs.

"Sir!" The assistant caught up two steps, "This thing...... Do you want to hide it from Madame? I mean, if Madame asks. ”

He pointed to the pursuit of Phoebe.

It's about Sikong Yueying, and Phoebe is Madame's new friend, so of course the assistant has to ask carefully.

Huangfu Yaoyang spit out two words without thinking about it.

"Not necessarily."

Between him and Leng Ono, there is no need for such a secret.

"Okay."

Seeing that Huangfu Yaoyang had already walked up to the third floor, the assistant stopped very interestingly, turned around and left, and did what he had to do.

Huangfu Yaoyang walked straight to the door of the master bedroom and pushed the room open.

Outside the door, Leng Ono was wearing a pajama and walking out of the bathroom.

When she saw him, she immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Do you want to go out tonight?"

Huangfu Yaoyang shook her head slightly, and reached over to take the towel in her hand, and helped her wipe her hair, and people hugged her to a chair and sat down.

The things that should have been arranged were almost arranged, and tonight, he wanted to stay with her.

Putting down the towel, he grabbed a hair dryer to help her dry her hair.

Her black hair brushed his fingers, slightly cool, slightly wet...... Smooth as silk.

Noticing the white side of her neck peeking out from under her black hair, he lowered his face and kissed her skin gently.

His arms reached out and embraced her slender body from behind, and his face was buried in her neck.

"Ono...... I ......"

Turning his face, Leng Xiaoye raised his hand and reached over, supporting the side of his face, and kissed him on the lips on the side of his head.

Knowing that he was going to apologize again, she didn't want to hear it.

Since she chose him to be her man, she had expected these ups and downs.

God is also fair, and gave her a man who is loved by the bone, and naturally has to give her some more tribulations than others.

As long as he is always by her side and faces it together, there is no ditch that cannot be overcome.

Feeling her emotions, Huangfu Yaoyang's kiss was getting deeper and deeper.

Turning the small swivel chair under her slightly, he reached out and pulled her up from the chair, his lips still on hers, and he had already picked her up sideways, strode to the side of the bed, and carefully lowered her into the big bed.

The bed was newly changed bedding, like the deep sapphire blue on the side of the night sea, and her long curly hair reflected the faint blue light in the light, and her skin was as crystal as snow under the blue bed quilt.

Kissing her lips, Huangfu Yaoyang was naturally emotional, and his fingers reached over and landed on her shoulder.

With a slight touch of the loose pajamas, the collar slipped down, and half of the rounded shoulders pressed against his palm.

After giving birth to a baby, her body is slightly plumper than before, and Leng Xiaoye at this time is just right.

The figure is still slender and beautiful, not as young and thin as eighteen or nineteen-year-olds, and a twenty-three or four-year-old woman is the age when she blooms like a flower, which is enough to make people intoxicated.