Note the sweet scale

Chapter 358 Little Master Will Love You Well (4)

Pulling up his pants, he took out a new shirt from the wardrobe and put it on, Situ Nanke turned to smile at her.

"Is your husband in good shape?"

Someone who was peeking suddenly flushed, and hurriedly looked away from him.

"I... I didn't look at you, I... I was just looking at the cabinet."

After buttoning two buttons randomly, he rolled up his sleeves and rolled them up to his elbows. Situ Nanke turned around and walked to the bedside. As soon as he stretched out his big hand, he landed on her fingers and rubbed them lightly.

"I'll let you see enough later, my husband will go and see if dinner is here."

Situ Nanke went to the door and closed it tightly. Yi Meng tilted her head quietly to see him close the door tightly. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the pillow with a puzzled expression on her face.

Even though they were doing the same thing, he was the one who contributed the most, but in the end, it was as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and she was exhausted to death.

When her eyes touched his cell phone, Yi Meng hurriedly got up and took his cell phone over, and dialed Sun Xiaomei's number.

To release others like this, you always have to explain it.

"Hello?" The call was connected, and on the other end, Sun Xiaomei asked in a puzzled tone, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Xiaomei, you...are you not waiting for me?"

"Wait for you, we've starved to death." Sun Xiaomei recognized her, and her tone was ambiguous, "This is the CEO's cell phone, right? By the way, he hurried away without the cell phone, what's the matter? "

"I... let's talk about work!"

Even though she said that, Yi Meng herself felt that this sentence was not convincing at all.

Sure enough, Sun Xiaomei burst out laughing on the other end of the phone.

"I'm sorry!" Yi Meng said apologetically, "I... I didn't do it on purpose. Tomorrow... Tomorrow I will invite you, and I will do what I say."

"Okay, don't explain anymore. Mr. President, do you want to reward the employees who perform well? We all understand!" Sun Xiaomei said with a smile, "It's okay, although we don't have the President's special concern, we can eat well now My belly is round, and I’m about to go back to my own home and find my own mother. I didn’t lock the door of your office, and I put your mobile phone and wallet in the cabinet for you, so you can’t lose them.”

"Then tell Brother Zikang and Xiaoya to tell them not to be angry with me."

"What are you talking about, we dare to be angry with the president's wife, and we don't want to mess around anymore?" Sun Xiaomei teased.

At this moment, Yi Meng also relaxed, and immediately feigned anger and opened her mouth.

"Damn girl, you're excited, aren't you?"

"Don't dare, otherwise, the CEO will drive me away tomorrow, and I won't have a place to cry."

Hearing the voice of Situ Nanke talking to the delivery man outside, she hurriedly ended the phone in her hand.

"Then I won't talk about it, see you tomorrow."

"okay, see you tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, she quickly took the clothes and put them on. She was rummaging around for the socks that she didn't know where she left them. Situ Nanke had already opened the door and walked in.

Seeing her rummaging on the bed, he came over suspiciously, "What are you looking for?"

She stretched out her little empty foot annoyed, "I'm missing one sock."

"Don't move!" Pulling her to the bed and sitting down, he grabbed the quilt and shook it lightly, and a ball of white cotton socks fell down and landed on the floor.

Seeing him bend over to pick up the socks on the floor, she immediately reached out to pick them up, but the man didn't give them to her. Instead, he stretched out his hands to flatten the socks and patted the dust that didn't exist.

(End of this chapter)