The days went by.

Ye Weilan has been very dull these days, showing off her gifts with Qi Meiren, discussing the parenting heart sutra with Ye Yan, teasing Xiaoxue, and looking at her son.

Recently, the most concerned thing is how to feed Qi Meiren a little fatter, her husband works too hard, as a virtuous and virtuous wife, of course, she has to do all aspects of daily affairs.

Ye Weilan got up early in the morning, cooked breakfast, left one for Ye Yan in the microwave, filled one in the thermos cup, and went out with a smile.

……

The headquarters of the Presbyterian Church has been rebuilt, and now it is completely new, and the room where Qi Ye works has completely departed from the cold color of ice white and returned to his usual dark style.

In the silent space, the man leaned on the sofa elegantly, staring at the woman who appeared in front of him with his beautiful black eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips was extremely faint and cold.

Yao Ling didn't care about his coldness at all, her long white skirt dragged on the ground, her hands gently lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing a pair of bare feet, bent her eyebrows to look at Qi Ye, and said with a smile: "I've always wanted to come and say hello, but unfortunately I didn't have a chance, the princess looked at you too tightly." ”

Qi Ye lazily raised his eyelids to look at her, without saying a word.

Yao Ling put down her skirt, put her hands behind her back, and made a well-behaved gesture, her charming eyes fluttered: "Do you want to play together?" ”

"I'm not interested," Qi Ye said lightly, "I only play with my wife." ”

The smile on Yao Ling's face faded a little: "Where am I not as good as her?" ”

Qi Ye asked rhetorically: "Are you comparable?" ”

"You are like your wife, your mouth is really poisonous," Yao Ling looked very delicate when she spoke, her lovely face matched with her hot body, very seductive, with her smile, a sweet fragrance began to spread in the room, she held her face: "But you are so beautiful, I really want you." ”

Qi Ye couldn't deny: "How many women like you are under Schumann's hands?" ”

Yao Ling thought for a while: "Twenty or thirty people, since Aunt Schumann was robbed of her lover by Qin Yuling, people have become more extreme, and she specially found some qualified children to cultivate." ”

She turned around in front of Qi Ye, the snow-white skirt broke away from her body and fell to the ground, only a layer of white tulle was draped inside, wrapping her angry figure, full of provocative and teasing meaning: "She asked us to pick some literary and artistic young people to attack, snatch them, let them get rid of their girlfriends, and then kick them off when they have had enough, and see their heartbroken and depressed appearance, Aunt Schumann will become very happy, and we are also very happy to see them fascinated by us." ”

"Love is perverted," Qi Ye looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes did not dodge, but he seemed to be looking at a sow: "Who helped you come in?" ”

Yao Ling touched his eyes, the shame in her eyes flashed, but the smile on her face was even bigger: "You are so bad, are you so cold to all women?" ”

"No," the corners of Qi Ye's lips raised a soft arc: "I only have ** interest in my wife." ”

Yao Ling's smile suddenly sank, a woman like her, who has always been sought after by men, was the most unwilling to admit defeat, but she was deflated at Ou Ruolan's hands again and again, and she laughed again: "What's so difficult about that?" Soon you'll see me as your wife......"