In the middle of the night, Wang Donglin quietly opened the door, she was already asleep. He quietly walked to the bed and looked at her in the faint light, but when he saw that she still had a little smile on her face, he didn't know if she had any good dreams. Just a hand stretched out, and when he touched it, it was slightly cool, so he gently pulled the quilt to cover her.

He was already very sleepy, and he was lying on the bed with such nephrite and fragrant fragrance, but when he thought of her indifferent and disdainful eyes, he forcibly pressed it: Hey, Yan Xianxian, I don't believe that you have this attitude all your life.

Moreover, is Huang Xiaojue that good?

Isn't it just willing to write her name on the title deed? Is that half a house really that important? In that case, isn't it worth a house to give her a boutique by yourself?

A woman's mind, sometimes you really can't be reasonable.

Moreover, she said that she was going to marry her, and she was not moved at all. He was shocked, and he had no idea how to please this woman.

He was so angry that his pride didn't allow him to take advantage of this, so he forcibly held back and just sat down on the chair opposite.

He sighed secretly, if only she was so hearty and comfortable with herself as a "WeChat netizen". I secretly wondered, is my real person some kind of flood beast that makes people retreat?

It was sleet for several days on end, and the temperature was below zero every day, plunging the whole city into unprecedented cold. Wang Donglin stayed at home all day and didn't leave an inch. Yan Xixi didn't talk to him, nor did she get angry, she lay in bed every day and slept a lot, and when she woke up, she ate and drank, and slowly, the head injury was much better. But he was extremely worried in his heart, or the holiday would end in a few days, if Wang Donglin refused to let go, what would he do? Do you keep going to work like this?

What's even more bizarre is that she never received a call from Huang Xiaojue again, as if Huang Xiaojue suddenly disappeared, and she didn't care about her life or death at all. Not only her, but even Wang Donglin was suspicious, he didn't believe that Huang Xiaojue would be so calm, could he really give up so desperately?

This speculation was quickly confirmed, and sure enough, early in the morning of the third day of junior high school, he received a phone call, it was his assistant calling, "Sanshao, it's not good, someone accused you of being suspected of kidnapping." The other party didn't know what channel he found, and he didn't dispatch the local police, but stabbed him to a very high level, and notified your mother, who was furious and asked you to go back to deal with it immediately, and I heard that the other party also showed evidence that you were suspected of kidnapping......"

Wang Donglin's head grew up.

Huang Xiaojue, this guy is really not a vegetarian.

He didn't dare to rub it off, so he immediately ran out.

Yan woke up carefully, as usual, he didn't get up right away, and after a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, today, this room was surprisingly quiet. She went to bed barefoot, the floor heating was comfortable, she crept to the door, stretched out her hand, and the door opened. The downstairs hall was empty, and there was no one left.

Could it be that Wang Donglin is already gone?

As soon as she thought about it, she immediately went back and began to wash and change clothes. I quickly washed up, immediately took my mobile phone, my heart was pounding, if I don't leave at this time, when will I stay?

Just as he was about to pull the door out, there was a knock on the door. She was startled, and slowly opened the door, only to see that it was Sister Hu who was cooking here, and Sister Hu said in a low voice: "There is a young lady waiting for you in the living room, telling you to go down immediately." ”

She was startled and whispered, "Who is it?" ”

"I don't know who she is, she just says her surname is Zhou."

Surname Zhou! Yan Xian's brain buzzed, and finally, the biggest trouble came.

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