At that time, Sheng Ye, who had just finished a meeting after staying up late and working overtime, didn't know that he was finished.

In the past two days, he has perfunctory check-in and dinner, but in fact, he has no bottom in his heart, so now that he is busy, he quickly asked Fang Ming to prepare a supper for him.

Fang Ming has been in the past two days, and he has been shattered by Sheng Yunye's manipulation.

He heard that his wife was worried about Mr. Sheng's stomach attack, so he told Mr. Sheng to eat on time, and asked Mr. Sheng to send pictures to report.

It's not that he said that it was too much and too strict

But then again, it was also for Mr. Sheng's good, and Mr. Sheng, as a favorite wife, also agreed.

He also thought that Sheng Ye really planned to listen to his wife, eat on time, and take care of his body.

As a result, the picture is taken in advance, and then a small program is set up to send it at a regular time.

In the end, Mr. Sheng plunged headlong into various documents without any scruples, busy like a madman.

Damn, if he were a wife, he would know that this is the case, and he would be fat and beaten up.

Let him know that women are not to be messed with.

Kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, and Mr. Sheng should be orphaned!

However, looking at Mr. Sheng's unscrupulous energy, and thinking about Mrs. Delicate and docile, it is estimated that there is no way to take the third master.

Ay.

Fang Ming shook his head, Mr. Sheng is Mr. Sheng after all.

How can you press under the five-finger mountain to go to a woman?

Sheng Yunye also sent a picture to Mu Qiqi when he was eating supper.

The knobby fingers quickly typed the next line of words in the dialog box,

Wife, I have a good meal.

Click Send.

But he felt that he was a little unworthy of this sentence, hesitated for a while, and withdrew it again.

Mu Qiqi should rest at this time, right?

She didn't see it, did she?

Sheng Yunye rubbed his eyebrows, always feeling a chill in his back.

Mu Qiqi watched the picture jump out with his own eyes, as well as the words of praise.

Then I watched the two messages disappear back and forth.

In the end, Sheng Yunye sent a sentence.

Good night wife, I miss you!

Mu Qiqi: "......"

Hehe.

Mu Qiqi was really angry, and even felt a little funny.

But it's not too early now, Sheng Yunye can make time for a hot meal, he should be busy, let him rest first, and it's not too late to punish him tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Mu Qiqi sent a good night over.

Sheng Yunye went to take a bath after supper, so he didn't see the news from Mu Qiqi, and when he came out forty minutes later, Mu Qiqi was already huffing and began to dream.

In the dream, Sheng Ye cried loudly.

Sheng Yunye kept holding her wife in her dream because she saw the sweet goodnight kiss her wife sent her, and the picture was very complicated......

Early the next morning, Fang Ming, who had just gone to work, almost dropped his mobile phone.

If he read it right, Madame called him?

Pick up?

Or don't pick up?

After taking it, the stingy Mr. Sheng knew that he would peel his skin.

If you don't take it, Mrs. will sue Mr. Sheng, and Mr. Sheng will still peel her skin!

Fang Ming hurriedly grabbed a document from his hand, lifted it page by page, and said something in his mouth, "Pick it up, don't pick it up, take it!" ”

"Damn, it's just three pages!" Fang Ming wanted to cry without tears, thinking that this was the will of heaven, and took it tremblingly.

"Husband, ma'am."

Mu Qiqi said bluntly, "Special Assistant Fang, let me ask Sheng Yunye about today's itinerary." ”

"He had a seminar at half past three in the afternoon, a party at five o'clock, and a drinking party in the evening......

Fang Ming was really afraid that Mu Qiqi would ask Sheng Yunye about his work and rest in the past few days, so he reported today's itinerary in every detail, as long as he talked enough, Madame would not have a chance to ask!

After listening to this, Mu Qiqi confirmed, "In other words, he took a lunch break this morning?" ”

"Yes."

"Okay, I got it. Thank you, Special Assistant. Mu Qiqi hung up the phone and quickly dialed Sheng Yunye.

Sheng Yunye usually wakes up on time at seven o'clock in the morning, and now he has washed up and sat at the table to deal with the documents in the mailbox.

"Husband, are you busy~"

As soon as the news of his wife came, Sheng Yunye immediately put the email aside and replied with his mobile phone.

"Not busy, no work in the morning."

"That's good."

Sheng Yunye was puzzled, "What's good?" ”

As soon as the message was sent, my wife's video call came.

Sheng Yunye hurriedly connected and smiled at his wife stupidly.

Mu Qiqi's anger is inexplicably a lot less.

But still angry.

Sheng Yunye also found that his wife's face was a little serious, and couldn't help but ask cautiously, "What's the matter, good baby, who made you angry?" ”

Mu Qiqi tilted his head, and his pink lips said slowly, "Am I angry?" No, my husband is so obedient, eats on time, and takes pictures of me, how can I be angry? ”

As soon as Sheng Yunye heard Mu Qiqi's weird yin and yang voice, he knew that his plan had been seen through by his wife again.

At this moment, my knees were weak and my heart and liver trembled.

He hurriedly put his mobile phone up and put it away, took the initiative to bring the washboard, and knelt in front of the camera.

Mu Qiqi looked at it with his cheeks raised, and waited until he knelt down before he didn't understand, "What are you doing?" ”

Sheng Yunye knew that Mu Qiqi was super angry, so he took the initiative and said seriously, "The baby is angry, I'm letting the baby discourage." ”

Mu Qiqi glared at him, "I said that I wasn't angry, and if you say I'm angry again, I'm really going to be angry!" ”

Sheng Yunye's face was determined, "You're just angry!" ”

Mu Qiqi: "......"

It's not fun, it's not fun at all!

My husband is really puzzled!

Mu Qiqi didn't want to speak, and Sheng Yunye didn't speak, so he knelt quietly.

After about ten minutes, Mu Qiqi spoke, "I remember that your break room has a set of "Socio-economic System Arguments". ”

"Hmm."

"Take it and raise it above your head."

When Sheng Yunye heard this, he swallowed nervously.

There are six books in this set, each as thick as three fingers, and with a thick cover, stacked together as high as 30 centimeters.

The weight was lifted above the head, and it was uncomfortable just to think about it.

But his body still stood up very honestly and left the camera.

The man soon returned, kneeling with his book in hand.

Mu Qiqi didn't play dumb riddles with him anymore, and said coldly, "The arm is straight, bent and shaken, twenty times, drop a book, twenty times." You first kneel for half an hour to reflect. ”

"Baby, I ......"

Mu Qiqi lazily lifted his eyes, and Sheng Yunye immediately didn't dare to debate anymore.

Half an hour was really difficult for Sheng Yunye, the book in his hand was too heavy, his arm began to tremble after ten minutes, and he bent it at fifteen minutes, and was caught by his wife's fiery eyes.

At 20 minutes, I couldn't hold back the shaking, and the book dropped three directly, and at 25 minutes, the book fell again.

At this time, all the sweat on his body came out, the bangs on his forehead were already soaked, and the beads of sweat flowing from top to bottom gathered on his chin, dripping one by one.

What's worse is that his wife didn't look at him during the whole process, obviously not wanting to look at him.

It made his mind even more restless.

There are still five minutes to go......

Hang on......

Solid...... Hold......

I can't hold on anymore.

The books held high fell one after another, Sheng Yunye wanted to cry without tears, wiped the sweat on his face and picked them up one by one, and lifted them again.

Mu Qiqi didn't speak during the whole process until the thirty minutes were up.

Sheng Yunye thought that he could finally stop lifting, and as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard his wife's serious voice sound: "Did I let you put it down?" ”