This night.

When the two of them entered the bedroom, they both felt a little different from usual.

Maybe it evokes memories of her childhood, Qin Xin always feels red when she sees that bed, even if it is separated by several pillows, she can't stop the shame in her heart.

Ah, how could she say that to a guy when she was a kid.

How can she face Mr. Nalan and sleep well?

Seeing that she was not going to bed for a long time, Nalan Yejue guessed a few points, and hooked his lips slightly: "Little lady doesn't have to worry too much, in fact, the agreement when I was a child, we just fulfilled it in good faith." ”

The implication is that as long as you marry me and don't mention divorce, everything will be fine.

Qin Xin's face turned even redder.

This is the first time in her life that she took the initiative to mention divorce, and the rhythm of the fiasco?

Slowly moving to the bed, she lowered her head unwillingly for a moment, and wiped the green paint in her hand on her forehead.

Then he brushed off his long hair and made a grimace at a man on the other side of the bed: "I want to fulfill it, but I don't know if Mr. Nalan can still fulfill it when he sees his sister?" ”

Because recently, the birthmark on Lan Qianxin's forehead has long since faded almost.

Even if Qin Xin pretended to be Lan Qianxin, he didn't wipe a very green birthmark, but just lightly swept a little ugly makeup.

At this moment, it is suddenly smeared with a thick green, which is quite scary at first glance.

Nalan Yejue was caught off guard by her tricks, although he was not frightened, he couldn't help coughing.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Naughty little woman!

However, he quickly regained his composure: "It turns out that the little lady is so makeup. However, in fact, the husband doesn't think it's so ugly. ”

Because he never looked at her face, but her unique soul hidden behind her face and body.

Midnight dreams.

He also once asked himself why he had been obsessed with a little girl for thirteen years.

Whether it is her cute appearance at the age of six, or her handsome short hair as an adult, or even her not beautiful face against his sister, he likes it tightly.

The answer is that her soul makes him want to stop.

Qin Xin failed to pretend to be ugly, and kicked the iron plate for the first time.

I think that when she was in Imperial University, her birthmark directly scared away the old teacher who made up the class, and also made the handsome son Bai Chi so frightened that he ran away.

But this nirvana is actually ineffective against Nalan Yejue.

It's just that he has always loved his sister very much, and this face is indeed not lethal to him.

Qin Xin wiped off the birthmark and lay back on the pillow, wondering what kind of weakness this man had, so that she could pinch it next time to gain the upper hand.

==

The next day was the Qin Xiaoshuang School Sports Day.

It officially starts at 10 o'clock.

Nalan Yejue got up at five o'clock in the morning, made breakfast, Wen was in the kitchen, and went to the company to deal with work, and made an appointment to come back at half past nine to pick up Qin Xin and Xiaoshuang to go to school together.

Qin Xin also rarely gets up early.

Breakfast was finished at six o'clock.

Seeing that the time was still rich, she remembered that there was one thing that had not been done, and her identity as Qin Xin should be rarely used in the future, so it was better to take advantage of this morning to finish.

Turning on her phone, she sent a message out: "You want to do neurosurgery, I'll try it for you." The hospital is your choice. ”

After a few seconds.

Headquarters.

At the serious high-level meeting, the subordinates were talking about their work, and Si Moyu suddenly got up and shouted angrily: "Noisy, shut up." ”

He swiped the screen of his mobile phone, read the message sent to him by Qin Xin several times, and the corners of his lips curled up happily: "Dismiss!" Take a day off! ”

Subordinate: "......"

The president is really like the legend, he has schizophrenia and severe mania, and this temper is too uncertain.

(End of chapter)