Sleeping with the Underworld President: The Little Wife

"Miss, don't make fun of me. I don't have a lot of experience. I have summed it up after watching the head of the house and the mistress over the years. Gu-grain-net-first-post www>

"You mean, Daddy and Mommy will have problems like me and Zhou Xincheng?"

In my memory, Daddy and Mommy never seemed to have any troubles. Daddy loved Mommy to the bottom of his heart. Mommy is playing with her own petty temper to be domineering, and there is boundless tenderness in her eyes.

Mommy is spoiled by Daddy like this, hum!

"Of course, I remember one time..." As soon as Uncle Li started talking, he immediately stopped talking, as if he had touched some minefield, and exaggeratedly covered his mouth with his hands. [

"What happened once? Uncle Li, finish your sentence." This kind of hesitation stopped, as if a feather was caressing his heart, itching unbearably.

However, Uncle Li made a start but was unwilling to continue, "Miss, don't embarrass me, just pretend that I haven't said anything, I will continue to work in the kitchen, miss, don't worry about Master Zhou, isn't he It’s a child, and it’s sure to be fine.”

Seeing Uncle Li rushing to the kitchen in a panic, I couldn't help feeling that Daddy's majesty had a great impact on the whole Red Gang, even in this place, which is a hundred and eight thousand miles away from Daddy. He will be afraid of his father, and dare not say a word.

Uncle Li went to the kitchen, and the small living room seemed empty. I stared at the door not far away for a while, and my heart went up and down. This is the fresh feeling that love brings to me.

I walked to the window and looked down, and all I could see were dilapidated but neat apartment buildings. I looked around, but I couldn't see Zhou Xincheng's slender figure anymore.

Zhou Xincheng, you must come back quickly, Ren Baobao...I hate waiting for people the most.

Zhou Xincheng is not here, no matter how delicious Uncle Li’s cooking is, I still can’t eat a bite, Uncle Li persuaded me a few words and stopped talking, and went back to the kitchen to clean up. I glanced at Xincheng’s cell phone on the tea table last week, Can't help sighing.

Waiting can always take an infinitely long time. I tried to make myself look calmer, sitting on the sofa, trying to pass the time by watching TV, but my eyes always unconsciously glanced at the door on the side. I always stare at the door quickly, expecting it to be opened suddenly, and my dear Zhou Xincheng can appear.

Uncle Li didn't say anything, just sat quietly by the side and waited with me, occasionally asking me if I needed drinks and snacks.

It was almost nine o'clock when Zhou Xincheng came back.

Hearing the voice from the door, I turned my head almost immediately, and waited with bated breath. The door was finally pushed open, and there was a familiar figure standing at the door. In the backlight, I couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. The staggered light made his figure extraordinarily long.

It's him, it's my Zhou Xincheng.

With this understanding, the nervousness that was holding my breath just now turned into grievance. I don’t know if Zhou Xincheng can see my expression at this moment. In front of Zhou Xincheng, I have always been an emotional child, and I don’t need any The camouflage and concealment, presenting the most original self in front of him.