"Okay, be careful." After Su Xiaoxiao watched her take the elevator and leave, she followed Ning Duhan to the elevator to the president's suite on the eighteenth floor and returned to the room.

"I always feel that Anqi's boss is unreliable." Back in the room, Su Xiaoxiao took a glass of water and took a sip, then rolled her eyes and said.

Ning Duhan hung up the phone, and after looking at her, he walked to the rattan chair in front of the window and sat down, turning on the computer.

"Hey, what do you think......" Seeing that Ning Duhan ignored her, Su Xiaoxiao pouted at him.

Ning Duhan's fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard, and after about a minute, he pressed the OK key, and then looked at Su Xiaoxiao, "Reliable or not, that's her own choice." ”

"But...... You wait a minute......" Su Xiaoxiao was about to retort, but was interrupted by the 'dingding' mobile phone text message ringtone, took the mobile phone that was on the coffee table before, and immediately jumped up in shock after clicking on the text message, "What does this mean?" Why should I be refunded? ”

"Ding, ding, ding—"

This was followed by two more text messages.

Su Xiaoxiao opened it, and after reading it, he snorted twice, and immediately turned out the phone he had saved before and dialed it, "I'm sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off, please ...... later"

Once, twice, three times...... Ten times...... Su Xiaoxiao didn't believe in evil and dialed it nearly twenty times in a row before stopping, then threw away the mobile phone, took a sip of the water cup and drank the water, put the cup on the table heavily, and said angrily: "It's too much, what about the trust between people?" ”

"What's wrong?" Ning Duhan looked at her with a smile.

"It's ...... before" Su Xiaoxiao was just about to say, looking at Shangning Dusk's cold and unpredictable gaze, the rest of the words immediately froze in his throat, and after pursing his lips, he said angrily: "It's nothing, it's just that I met a villain who doesn't tell your trust!" ”

Ning Duhan's pupils shrank slightly, villain?

"You want to buy Nangong Chen's paintings?" Ning Duhan tapped lightly on the table and asked in a somewhat strange tone.

"Right...... No, who said that? Su looked at him defensively.

Ning Duhan's fingers tapping on the table suddenly paused, and the corners of his mouth were hooked, "I seem to have one, since you don't want it, then forget it." ”

Su Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, she would rather believe that there were ghosts in this world, she would not believe Ning Duhan's mouth.

"Don't you believe it?" Ning Duhan hooked her finger at her, and seeing that she was unmoved, the corners of her mouth hooked again, "Are you sure you can't take a look?" ”

Hmph, just look at it, who's afraid of whom! Su Xiaoxiao walked behind him, put his hands on his chest, and looked at him condescendingly, seeing what kind of demon moth he could play.

Ning Duhan shook his head with a low chuckle, clicked on a folder on the computer's desktop, entered the password, and opened a drawing file.

Originally, Su Xiaoxiao was going to laugh at him when he flipped through the pictures on the Internet, but after seeing the photo he opened clearly, his eyes widened with a 'whoosh'.

Damn, when she heard Xu Zeyuan say Nangong Chen before, she vaguely felt that this name was very familiar, it seemed that she had seen it somewhere, but she just couldn't remember it! Now she finally remembered that the reason why she felt familiar was because there was a painting of him hanging in Ning Duhan's study in the villa!

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes quickly rolled twice, he smiled, rubbed his hands and looked at Ning Duhan flatteringly, "What, Ning Duhan, I have been married to you for three years, and you haven't given me any gifts, right?" ”

Ning Duhan looked at her with a smile.

Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly rubbed his shoulders and hammered his back, "Ning Duhan, Duhan, Han, dear, husband......"

Ning Duhan's pupils deepened, his palm wrapped around her neck like a poisonous snake, pulled her closer, and asked with a cold voice: "To please me so lowly, just to take the painting to Xu Zeyuan?" ”

Belch......

Su Xiaoxiao's smile froze, and her eyes blinked at him, "I just treat him as a friend......

"You think of him as a friend, but he doesn't think so. Have you ever thought that it was yours that just caused him to have a misunderstanding? Ning Duhan ran his fingertips across the corners of her mouth, then grabbed her chin and lifted her face, "Or do you actually hope that such a misunderstanding will occur?" ”

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at him, tilted his head, thought seriously for a few seconds, and then looked at him and nodded, "Okay, you have a point, I don't want to paint, can I let go?" ”

Ning Duhan chuckled, and with a little force, Su Xiaoxiao fell into his arms unsteadily. Ning Duhan trapped her in his arms, his arms imprisoned around her waist, "Call my husband again to listen." ”

"Okay, you let go of me first, and then I'll call after I let go, I can call as many times as you want, I can call me as many times as you want, how about it?" Su Xiaoxiao looked at him with a smile.

"You can call it whatever you want? Are you sure? Ning Duhan's pupils suddenly deepened, and her palm slowly climbed up her waist.

Su Xiaoxiao grabbed his hand tightly, her eyes moving back and forth, "Sure, sure, definitely." ”

“OK。” Ning Duhan suddenly let go, Su Xiaoxiao immediately jumped away like a cunning rabbit, far away, only then turned around, raised his chin, rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue, made a grimace, and laughed: "Ning Duhan, you big fool!" Hahahaha...... Ah......h

Seeing Ning Duhan rushing over, Su Xiaoxiao screamed and rushed towards the bedroom. It's a pity that Ning Duhan has long legs and long feet, and while catching up with her in a few steps, he pressed her down on the sofa, imprisoned her hands above her head, and looked at her with low eyes, "What did you call me just now?" ”

"Calling your husband, didn't you hear?" Su Xiaoxiao raised her head and kissed him the thin lips, "Husband, husband, husband, husband......"

Looking at Ning Duhan's gradually darkening eyes, Su Xiaoxin silently added: "Bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard......"

"I've already screamed, can you let me go?" Su Xiaoxiao couldn't break away from his confinement, blinked, looked at him and asked.

"It's not good enough, you need to continue to be angry......" Ning Duhan lowered his head and kissed her.

The kiss was as soft as the wind, as fine as silk, lingering from the corners of her mouth, down her chin, and down her white neck, leaving a deep mark on the repeated lingering, and then continuing downward......

Su Xiaoxiao quickly immersed herself in it and slowly closed her eyes. The atmosphere is ambiguous and silky, and the silk is entangled into a net, in the romantic night of Paris, little by little, slowly tightened.

"I will send me back if I take mine, and I will spit it out if I eat mine......"

The piercing ringtone of the mobile phone pierced the ambiguity of the room, instantly waking up the two people who had forgotten their hearts.

Su Xiaoxiao opened her eyes suddenly, looked at Ning Duhan's handsome face that was too good-looking, blinked her eyes, scolded her evil color, and pushed him away, "Hurry up and let go of me, my phone is ringing." ”

Ning Duhan looked at her deeply, and Su Xiaoxiao's eyes immediately widened, "Get out of the way!" ”

Ning Duhan's thin lips hooked slightly, and he got up and pulled her up. Su Xiaoxiao's cheeks were hot, and after taking a deep breath, she patted her cheek with her hand again, calmed her frantic heartbeat a little, and then signed the mobile phone that fell on the carpet at some point, picked up the phone, "Hey, ......"

"Tiny, save me, save me......"