She leaned over the phone and let the man's slender fingers swipe across the phone screen.

Sure enough, as soon as his finger was pressed, the phone screen was automatically unlocked.

The first thing that popped up was a sentence - I said that only my wife can look at my phone.

Xin Shuitong's heart was weak for a while, but his mouth was "straightforward", and the agreement husband and wife are also husband and wife, right!

But the big sky blue and clear eyes she had seen were gone, and the phone screen was blank and boring.

Look at the phone phone and look at the call book first, but how can a person like her who doesn't play cards according to common sense take the usual path!

I clicked on the gallery with a lot of curiosity, and a picture frame popped up, and the mobile phone showed that there were hundreds of photos, marked with "L" in red letters. For a while, her interest was aroused, and she thought that a cold president like Si Xiuwen didn't have a daily photo on his phone.

One point goes in and a set of passwords is revealed.

The corners of Xin Shuitong's mouth twitched, what photo is still locked!

His eyes turned to the man who was still sleeping on the side, with a strong dissatisfaction.

What are so many locks on one mobile phone for!

With a sigh, she had no choice but to give up this magical gallery, click on the contact, and several missed calls jumped out at once, and the notes were all seventeen.

This formulaic numerical name should also be a dark guard.

Her eyes couldn't help but look down, and the next one, the note was the mother.

At a glance, you can see that this is Song Man.

Looking at them one by one, what fourteen assistants, it is not interesting at all, Xin Shuitong is a little bored, the movements in his hands are becoming more and more casual, and he keeps sliding the mobile phone screen.

She watched Si Xiuwen's state while flipping, for fear of waking up the other party.

Suddenly, as if she had discovered a new continent, her eyes fixed on a phone number. This is the only phone number that has been noted in English for so long.

flipped.

Xin Shuitong was a little puzzled, what is the flick? Or in the past tense.

She didn't know what kind of psychology she had to click on, yo, and the autograph.

flipped——ioelatuaossessione.

Xin Shuitong couldn't understand it at all, it was definitely not English.

She jotted it down quickly, even grabbed a pen from the cabinet next to her, took a brief note, and hurriedly quit the calling app without even jettling down the phone number.

Quietly lock the screen of your phone and put it back in its original position. Not much different.

Curiously, she took out her mobile phone from her handbag, recorded that sentence, and searched for it.

ioelatuaossessione.

I'm obsessed with you. (Italian)

At that moment, her heart skipped half a beat.

Italian, the most romantic language in the world.

Si Xiuwen, is this person so flirtatious?

She didn't give up and looked up the familiar word that couldn't be more familiar.

flipped.

Exciting. (English)

Xin Shuitong had insomnia. Not sure why.

She thought about it a lot, and she was very curious about who the person who could make a person like Si Xiuwen say that he was infatuated.

Sky blue, blue.

"L", Ling.

All explained that all this was related to Lan Ling.

Xin Shuitong's face turned a little pale.

Really.

Time passed little by little, and the woman couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

The wind outside the window blew softly, and the sky shone with bright stars. Everything was horribly peaceful.

I don't know how long it took before I fell asleep with a frown and discomfort.

A dreamless night.

She didn't notice that there were a pair of beautiful eyes looking at her quietly in the dark, and the concern in the bottom of the eyes was unmistakable.

The man looked at her and spoke silently, his lips moving slightly.

Tongtong, what's wrong?

He woke up when she put the phone to his hand, after all, a businessman like him would have died hundreds of times without a little vigilance. The moment Xin Shuitong touched him, he suddenly woke up.

Knowing that it was her, he didn't think much about it.

He could even feel her mood change, from curiosity to helplessness, excitement to boredom, and finally strange irritability.

He didn't understand why Xin Shuitong was suddenly like this.

Obviously it was fine before.

She just went to check a sentence and got angry.

I don't know what came to mind, Si Xiuwen's brows furrowed into the word "Chuan".

She saw it.

Why, is this attitude?

President Si Jiada, who has always been thunderous and does things, lost sleep for the first time.

Early in the morning, Xin Shuitong woke up. She was already used to being pressed by a man's hand on her waist, and at this time, without thinking too much, she gently removed his hand and was about to lift the quilt and go down.

"Huh?" The man's magnetic muffled grunt came.

She cautiously turned around, saw that Si Xiuwen was still tightly closed, breathed a sigh of relief, and tiptoed out of the room.

The moment the door clicked and closed, the man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and there was no newly awake ignorance in his eyes.

He chuckled, folded the quilt as usual, and followed him downstairs.

Downstairs, the atmosphere was unusually eerie.

Xin Meng and Xin Shuitong each sat at one end of the sofa, their hands crossed and stacked, ignoring each other.

Seeing Si Xiuwen coming down, Xin Meng was interested, quickly got up and leaned over, and when he was about to get to his side, he pounced even more exaggeratedly.

"Brother-in-law." She greeted with a smile.

Xin Shuitong looked over, and just saw Si Xiuwen holding Xin Meng's waist, snorted coldly, and involuntarily showed a sarcastic smile on his face.

It's so intimate!

Si Xiuwen, whose eyes had been on her, naturally knew that she had misunderstood, and let go of his hand.

Xin Meng originally wanted to lean on him by rushing over, so when Si Xiuwen followed her, his heart was about to fly, and he didn't think that he would let go, and he didn't have the strength to keep his balance on his feet.

She fell gorgeously.

His face hit the corner of the table next to him, making a crisp sound.

As if expected, Si Xiuwen glanced at Xin Shuitong, pretended to help Xin Meng up, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Xin Shuitong couldn't figure out his intentions.

According to Si Xiuwen's identity and status, he has always been the only one who tortures people. And the person who was tortured by him could only dare to be angry but didn't dare to speak, where did he need to be coaxed like this?

Xin Meng, there is nothing he can worry about.

Could he ......

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Xin Shuitong pursed his lips, shook his head, and threw the thought out. He is "well-informed", and as soon as he stretches out his hand, there can be a bunch of women coming forward and following him, Xin Meng's performance is too obvious, although Si Xiuwen is a straight man, he should have already seen that this is a white lotus, and he can't see it!

What's more, people are still thinking about their little green plums!

"Brother-in-law......" Xin Meng was pitiful, frowning, holding the corner of Si Xiuwen's clothes with his little hands, and looking at him with tears in his eyes.