Yue Tingfeng closed the bedroom door and called Jiang Lai: "Do something for me, give Yan Ruke a warning, let her be honest, don't play tricks on me anymore, she dares to move Yan Qingsi, I will let her have no place in Los Angeles." ”

After collecting the thread, Yue Tingfeng's mobile phone turned off and undressed and went into the bedroom, lifted the quilt, took off one of Yan Qingsi's shoes in disgust, and lay down and hugged her - sleep.

Nonsense, he said that she sleeps until she wakes up naturally every day, not just talking.

……

How well Yan Qingsi sleeps now, how crazy Yan Ruke is.

At this moment, Yan Ruke was almost crazy, her eyes were red, the things in her office were smashed to the ground, and the computer, mobile phone, and cup files were in a mess.

Yan Ruke held a knife in her hand, and scratched a puppet given to her by her subordinates, and there was no good place on her body, and the filling inside fell out.

Yan Ruke muttered this in his mouth: "I knew that Yan Qingsi would not let me go, I knew ......"

"Slut, slut, slut...... Why rob my man, why rob my man? Why aren't you dead, why are you still alive...... Why didn't you die with your mother in the first place......"

"Yan Qingsi, I won't let you go, no one wants to snatch anything from me now, my good life, don't want to destroy it...... Yue Tingfeng is mine! ”

Yan Ruke trembled and picked up the phone, the phone had fallen and could not be used.

She picked up the landline phone on the desk and dialed a number.

"Hey, Brother Zhao, help me check Yan Qingsi's recent whereabouts, yes, I want a very accurate time, and the price is whatever you want."

Putting down the microphone, Yan Ruke's face was twisted with hatred.

Yan Qingsi, if you don't die, I will never be at peace.

Yan Qingsi, if you come back to find death, don't blame me for being ruthless.

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Yan Qingsi was really tired, and she didn't wake up until 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and she was woken up by hunger.

Yan Qingsi covered her stomach and got up, regardless of whether Yue Tingfeng was beside her or not, she staggered straight to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Yue still has the soup and cooking dishes she cooked before, and she only needs to turn on the heat.

Yan Qingsi leaned against the stove, her eyes waiting for the casserole, wishing that she could add more fire to make the chicken soup in it boil immediately.

Finally, the casserole was smoking, and the fragrance of chicken soup wafted out, and Yan Qingsi couldn't wait to fill a big bowl.

turned off the fire and hugged the bowl and turned around to see Yue Tingfeng, leaning against the door frame, looking at her with a faint look in his eyes.

Yan Qingsi immediately hugged the bowl in her hand: "I want to drink it myself." ”

Yue Tingfeng followed behind her: "You give me Sheng." ”

"Why didn't you say let me feed you."

Yue Tingfeng nodded: "I was just about to say it, why don't you feed me?" ”

"Huh...... You've got a big face, get out of the way, don't delay me eating. ”

Yue Tingfeng leaned over: "Then I'll feed you." ”

Yan Qingsi felt that this chicken soup was tasteless because of these words, and she raised her head: "Your mother knows, are you so shameless?" ”

Yue Tingfeng squeezed the single sofa with Yan Qingsi, "Nonsense, of course I know, my mother made it for me, give me some drink." ”

Yan Qingsi suddenly stretched out her hand and put it on Yue Tingfeng's stomach, "No, this is not for you, this is for the child who was ruthlessly killed by you!" ”

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Yue Tuhao: How many years does this pot Lao Tzu have to carry it? Why is it so hard to get a girl?