Stephen froze, closed his mouth, put the papers aside, and left the office.

The president's vinegar is too outrageous, if he doesn't leave, it is estimated that he will be cold inside.

"Why do you think of making me a cake?" In her previous life, she also liked to do it, but he threw it all away and didn't eat a bite.

Su Jiuci couldn't tell, he just wanted to do it for him, and there was no other reason.

Just like she loves him, love loves and loves, and there is no reason.

After a long time, Su Jiuci spoke: "Tao Fengyang, can you help me check Murong Jin?" ”

Tao Fengyang gave her the hand that handed her water, and nodded unnaturally. Did she make him a cake because she wanted him to help her investigate Murong Jin?

Is this a deliberate attempt to curry favor with another man?

Don't remember, don't remember! Tao Fengyang couldn't remember how he thought about it, and in his previous life, Su Jiuci's life had appeared Murong Jin.

Is that the price?

Murong Jin who appeared unexpectedly, he should investigate and investigate.

Lin Qingning trotted out all the way and entered the VIP bathroom.

No one dared to ask how she was, and they didn't dare to approach the new director.

She looked at the person in the mirror, there were some faint spots in the corners of her eyes, wisps of wrinkles, she had already pounced on the powder very hard, but she still couldn't cover it.

With a mocking smile, she slammed it the water platform.

The years refused to spare her, and even Tao Fengyang was unwilling to spare her.

But it doesn't matter, she will work hard, anyway, over the years, all her roads, isn't she fighting alone?

She must live her best.

In the past few days, Su Jiuci has no classes, so he entertains at home when he is bored, and occasionally goes out shopping with Tao Fengyang.

Since the last time he eavesdropped at the door of the office, Su Jiuci has become more and more convinced of Tao Fengyang, and his heart has settled down.

The days are getting more and more dull, so dull that she feels that the itch of seven years has come early.

That night, Su Jiuci nestled in the quilt, watching Tao Fengyang sitting on the side, seriously holding the computer, and paying attention to the temperature in the room from time to time.

Su Jiuci is indeed afraid of the cold, and the weather has cooled down in the past few days.

She suddenly got into a bad mood and naughtily put her hand into his pajamas to cover it. Tao Fengyang only felt a chill on her stomach, frowned in distress, and reached out to pull her other hand in.

"Your hands are so cold, do you want to drink more hot water?"

She shook her head, she was bored, and she wanted to rely on him like this, pestering him until she died.

Tao Feng Yang pear vortex raised, let her play with it.

After a long time, she spoke: "Tao Fengyang, are we itching for seven years?" ”

Tao Fengyang's face darkened.

In the previous life plus this life, there are not seven years! She also gave him a seven-year itch? Why don't you tell him directly that there was still a Su Jiuci standing on the shore of Daming Lake in his last life!

When she saw that his face was dark, she thought it was funny, and continued to tease him: "What symptoms do you say are the symptoms of the seven-year itch?" ”

He turned off his computer and set it on the desk beside him.

She was making trouble, his work was always disturbed, and he didn't care at all. What's more, this girl is getting more and more tormented.

It seems that he can't show his hand well, and she doesn't know that her husband, whether it was seven years ago or seven years later, is so strong.

Su Jiuci pushed him and didn't let him in, she knew that once he was let in, he wouldn't be able to stop for hours! It's like eating Xuanmai. (Note: This is not an advertisement)

He didn't follow, like a water snake, and he entangled her in a different way. "Wife, you haven't called me yet."

"What's it called?"

"What do you say?"

"I don't know."