Jiang Cheng was still waiting for his little lover to answer his call, and this was already the fourth call he had dialed.

Pick it up?

As the minutes passed, his heart became more and more anxious.

Liang Bing used to reply to his messages in seconds, and his phone calls were answered in seconds, but what is going on today.

Jiang Cheng didn't realize that his wife was already standing behind him, so he just looked at him.

Until a voice came out of nowhere.

"Jiang Cheng, who are you talking to?"

Jiang Cheng paused, and the mobile phone in his hand slipped and fell directly to the ground, and this action also clearly revealed his weakness at the moment.

He quickly picked up his phone and turned his head to look at his wife in embarrassment.

"Xixi, why don't you sleep yet." Jiang Cheng smiled reluctantly, his red face became a little pale, and it looked a little ugly under the light.

"I ask who you're calling!" Xixi's angry voice rang out in the corridor.

If it weren't for the fact that the castle was all soundproof walls, her voice would have been noisy to the two nurseries sleeping on the second floor.

Jiang Cheng saw his wife yelling like this, and hurriedly went over and hugged his wife's shoulder.

"Xixi, your voice is small, don't make noise to the maids at home."

Jiang Cheng's heart was pounding, not excited, but nervous.

His brain was racing, trying to figure out how to solve the problem at hand.

"I ......," he explained, after a moment's thought, "I'm calling a publisher." ”

"Publisher?" Xixi frowned, and there was no trace of trust in this man in his eyes, "Give me the phone." ”

She held out her hand, and her tone was very tough.

The man was lying, and she could tell at a glance the dodge in his eyes and the panic on his face.

She hadn't paid much attention to it before, because she trusted this man and believed that he was sincere to herself.

Jiang Cheng saw that his wife wanted his mobile phone, and he clenched the mobile phone even harder, as if he was afraid that Xixi would snatch it.

What to do?

Under the light, his face became whiter and paler, and he became more and more panicked.

No, he couldn't give his phone to Xixi, in case he saw his dialing record just now, things couldn't be explained.

"Give me your phone." Xixi saw that Jiang Cheng was hesitant and unwilling to give his mobile phone to himself, and then yelled out.

Her face was already red, and her lips were trembling with anger.

Jiang Cheng said that he couldn't give away his mobile phone, and he really couldn't think of a good way, so he chose to fight hard.

"You are sick, Ye Zixi, you have to take care of it if I call the partner."

Jiang Cheng turned his face faster than he turned a book, and immediately the panic in his eyes turned into an anger.

But he had just said that.

With a "snap", a slap was thrown in his face.

The left side of his face was burning with pain, and there were finger prints on his cheeks visible from music.

Shioxi shot very hard.

"Give me your phone." She still said the same sentence, but her tone was tougher and her voice was sharper.

Jiang Cheng breathed heavily, almost gritting his teeth in anger, he glared at his wife angrily, and his two hands turned into two fists one after another.

"Ye Zixi, you are too much." Jiang Cheng was furious, stretched out his hand, and pushed the tide in front of him back hard.

Xixi was pushed against the wall with a "bang" sound.

And as this voice sounded, the two nurseries who lived on the second floor who were not sleeping heavily also woke up.