Desire to love the president's ecstasy wife

This morning, the sun barely peeked out through the clouds, which then gathered and thickened, making the sky overcast.

After breakfast, Xie Yunshu took the new confinement wife to take care of the two babies and drink breast milk.She gently hugged Zhong Ling, the little guy was drinking milk quietly and working very hard.Xie Yunshu felt uneasy and irritable in his heart, and he didn't know why.

After feeding the two babies, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, pulled up her clothes, hugged Zhong Yu and put him to sleep.In the quiet room, I heard the sound of parking in the courtyard.She was a little puzzled, Xiao Yichen said hello to her early today and said he would go back to Haicheng, but now there is the sound of parking.

Yang Chen gently opened the door outside the bedroom, and said in a low voice, "Miss Gu, the master is back, and he said it was affected by the typhoon, and the heavy rain is coming soon." Yang Chen murmured in his heart, why did the husband upset Miss Gu? The two of them seemed to be in a cold war, they couldn't talk, and she had to convey it in the middle.

No wonder I feel uneasy, probably because Xiao Yichen encountered a typhoon, which affected his plan, but it's good to be back, because when the typhoon comes, it will definitely rain heavily, and he won't be able to drive.

Xie Yunshu looked at Yang Chen standing by the door, casting probing eyes, she was still holding the child quietly, and said lightly: "Yes, I see." The baby was sleeping peacefully, she let go of her hanging heart, quietly Look at the baby's sleeping face.

Xiao Yichen stood on the porch and looked up at the sky. It was calm and stormy. The seaside at this moment must be stormy.I wanted to go back to the company to deal with business, but was delayed by the weather, so I had to wait for the border crossing before returning to Haicheng.

He turned back and walked into the living room, just as Yang Chen went downstairs to him, and asked in a low voice: "What is she doing?" She was very indifferent when he went back and forth, and didn't say anything extra.

Yang Chen replied: "Miss is coaxing the baby to sleep. I told her that you are back, but she only said that she knew about it." This sounded too indifferent and inappropriate.

"Well, go do your work." Xiao Yichen said no more, went upstairs and entered the study.Although he could open the door and see her after walking a few more steps, he still couldn't let go of the embarrassment of last night. She asked Huan in pain, but he firmly refused, and a layer of frost formed between the two of them.

In fact, it can't be blamed on either of the two of them, it's her past that tortured her, it's just a problem left over from history.

Xiao Yichen withdrew his thoughts, shook his head, turned on the computer, and contacted Gong Jun to see if there was anything important about the company.

After a while, the raindrops fell down and hit the windowpane, the sound was dense and disorderly.Xiao Yichen secretly sighed that he made the right choice to come back, and it would definitely be a catastrophe in a short while, so he turned his eyes back to the computer and continued to read the email.

Xie Yunshu was disturbed by the rain and became even more irritable. She walked out of the baby's room, saw that Xiao Yichen was not in the hall, opened the door of the next room, entered and then closed the door.

Pushing open the glass door of the balcony, the raindrops immediately hit her obliquely, making her feel cold.She raised her head, and the raindrops all over the sky were scattered in one direction with the wind. It was the force of nature and irresistible.

With such a heavy rain, what is Qiao Ye doing in Qinzhou? He should have already devoted himself to the company's affairs.Qinzhou is in the south, and it should have been affected by the typhoon in the early morning. In a few hours, Yangcheng will also be soaked.

After a while, there was water on the balcony, which gathered together and flowed down the small ditch in the corner to the sewer.

She shivered from the cold wind, looked at the thoroughly watered flowers and plants in the courtyard, closed the balcony door, and retreated into the room.