Chapter 205: Inch by Inch
A certain man who got a fragrant kiss thought in his heart, if he gave her a gift every day in the future, wouldn't he be able to get her embrace every day?
"Call husband..."Luo Ziqing said inch by inch.
However, Yuan Xin, who was carried away by the gift, directly called Luo Ziqing her husband: "Husband..."
This husband made Luo Ziqing's heart melt directly, as if it was being bitten by thousands of ants.
"I'll put it on for you." Luo Ziqing took a deep breath before slowly speaking.
"Well... Here you go. Yuan Xin directly let go of Luo Ziqing's neck, sat up straight, and handed the box to Luo Ziqing.
When the person in his arms suddenly left, Luo Ziqing suddenly regretted it very much, why did he say it so quickly just now?
You should hold it a little longer.
Luo Ziqing took the box, picked up the bracelet, and put it on for Yuan Xin.
Looking at the slender hand with the bracelet, Luo Ziqing said without hesitation: "It's so beautiful." ”
"That's Brother Ziqing's vision." Yuan Xin said directly.
Yuan Xin's words successfully pleased a certain man, and then a certain man directly pressed Yuan Xin's head melon, blocking Yuan Xin's lips, and then Luo Ziqing said: "Fool, remember to ventilate next time." ”
The tone of these words was full of pampering, and the eyes were full of love.
"What if I can't breathe? Hmph..."Yuan Xin turned her head to the other side, not daring to look at Luo Ziqing.
"My husband taught you." After Luo Ziqing finished speaking, he kissed Yuan Xin's lips again.
Yuan Xin: "..."
Does she regret having raised the bar with a certain man?
…
After Yang Yan returned home, when she walked into the apartment, she suddenly saw an uninvited guest appear in the apartment.
After seeing that it was the man, she frowned, and after changing her shoes at the entrance, she walked to the sofa, looked at the man sitting on the sofa, and then said, "Mr. Bei, how did you get in." ”
After Tang Murong saw Yang Yan, "You're back." ”
Yang Yan: "..."
Why did she feel that a certain man's tone of voice was a little strange? Why do you look like a complaining husband, phew... She and a man are not husband and wife, where does the resentful husband come from.
"Mr. Bei, please leave my house now." Yang Yan gritted his teeth and said.
Tang Murong stood up from the sofa and walked towards Yang Yan with his steps, his eyes kept staring at Yang Yan, and he never left for a moment.
At this time, he really hopes that this road can be a little longer,
So that he could keep an eye on her.
Yang Yan looked at the man who didn't eat oil and salt, and her whole body exploded directly, how could she not think that this man would know the password of her apartment?
"Jing... I am hungry. Tang Murong said without changing his face.
After Yang Yan heard this, he said angrily: "Mr. Bei, when you come to my apartment when you are hungry, do you have something to eat?" ”
"I want to eat the noodles you cooked." Tang Murong said.
Yang Yan: "..."
Is a man really shameless, he wants to eat noodles, so she has to cook them for her?
Does he want to nod his face?
If she had a broom in her hand now, she would have swept this man out of the house.
When Tang Murong got closer and closer to her, she could smell the strong smell of wine on Tang Murong's body.
"You've been drinking?" Yang Yan gritted his teeth and said.
Seeing that Yang Yan's face suddenly changed, Tang Murong's lips tightened, and he looked at Yang Yan without saying a word, like a person waiting to be punished.
"I asked you if you were drinking?" Yang Yan said loudly.
When these words fell, Tang Murong hurriedly said, "Just drink a little." ”
In the next second, he was directly driven out by Yang Yan, looking at the closed door, he raised his hand and knocked on the door, but the door did not open.
Is she angry?
Yang Yan in the apartment, the whole person sat directly on the sofa, exuding anger all over her body, she hated him the most for drinking, knowing that he couldn't drink recently, but she went to drink.
Subsequently, Yang Yan was even more angry with herself, she had obviously said that she didn't want to care about his affairs in the future, but sometimes she couldn't help but care about him.
"Yang Yan... You will not mind his affairs in the future, have you heard me? Yang Yan said to herself.
But there was a voice in her heart asking her, did she really not want to care about that man's affairs?
Suddenly, there was no bottom in her heart.
And Tang Murong, who was standing at the door, kept staring at the door of Yangyan's apartment, and then stretched out his hand and rang the doorbell, and after about a minute, the door opened.
The moment the door opened, a coat was thrown directly on his head, and Yang Yan's angry voice came: "How far is it, how far is it for the old lady." ”
With that, the door closed again.
Tang Murong: "..."
The next day, when Yuan Xin arrived at the design department, it was already a quarter past nine, and she was fifteen minutes late.
She wanted to go to the president's office and beat that man up now, and if it weren't for her, she wouldn't have been fifteen minutes late.
"Tsk... Today's newcomers are either on leave or late, but it's different if they have a backstage. Li Li said in a strange way.
Yuan Xin: "..."
How could she meet this old woman every time she was late?
is worthy of being an old woman, speaking is different, Yuan Xin complained about Li Li in her heart, pretended not to hear Li Li's words, and walked to the desk with her bag.
Then, put the bag aside, turn on the computer and get to work.
When she was just about to prepare for work, she saw a flower delivery man walking over with a bouquet of roses: "Who is Miss Bai here?" ”
Miss Bai made Yuan Xin suddenly stop what she was doing, because she was the only one in this office with the surname Bai, and no one else had the surname Bai.
Immediately, Yuan Xin said weakly: "I... I just..."
However, the flower giver still heard Yuan Xin's voice, and then said: "Hello, this is your flower, please sign it here." ”
"That's... Can I get this flower back? Yuan Xin said with a smirk.
The flower delivery man said to Yuan Xin: "You can ask this person who sent flowers, I am only responsible for sending flowers, please sign for it." ”
In the end, Yuan Xin had no choice but to sign for it, and when she returned to the desk with the big bouquet of roses on her head, she felt the strange eyes around her again, and then she wanted to know who sent the flowers indiscriminately early in the morning?
She took out the card and looked at it, and knew who gave it to her, her soft lips raised slightly, thinking that the Cold Demon King was still very romantic.
Someone in the president's office on the top floor estimated it and guessed that Yuan Xin had received the roses now, so he immediately called Yuan Xin directly.