The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 605

He couldn't bear to scold him for his Qinqin, this woman scolded her so badly.

"Brother Ye, how can you say that about me."

The woman's tears finally fell first, and she turned and ran away crying.

The woman ran away, and the bodyguards looked at each other for a while, and then followed.

After all, Ye Zhizhi is here, and it's not their turn to speak harshly to Zheng Sangqin.

"It's finally gone, let's go back."

A bright childish smile appeared on Ye Zhizhi's rigid face, and he put down the hand on Zheng Sangqin's shoulder and grabbed her hand.

They are still planting flowers, which are most likely to survive when they first bloom in spring, and they will not survive after this season.

"How can I say that she is a delicate girl, don't you feel guilty when you scold and cry?"

Zheng Sangqin glanced at him with a faint smile.

"What kind of girl is she? She has such a vicious mouth, she dresses up like a goblin, and she talks to people like her eyes are in her nostrils."

Ye Zhi frowned with thick black eyebrows, and described the woman who claimed to be his fiancee as a vicious bone spirit.

At the end, he lifted his chin again with dissatisfaction.

"And she scolded you. I just gave her back what she scolded you. She can't bear it. Why do you think you can bear it?"

"I think your mouth is more vicious."

Zheng Sangqin looked at this man in amazement, remembering the first time he met him, he was furious by his poisonous tongue.

This person has amnesia and still looks like this dead.

"I am telling the truth."

Seeing her slightly open mouth, Ye Zhizhi couldn't help leaning over to steal a scent.

"you……"

Zheng Sangqin was about to say something, but suddenly felt her hand was sticky, and looked down at Ye Zhizhi's hand that was holding her hand, which was covered with a lot of wet mud.

When he was planting flowers just now, he dug the watered soil to fill the flower pit, and the group of people came here before washing their hands.

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly and she turned her head to look at her shoulders. The five black finger prints on the light gray sweater were looking at her ferociously.

"Ye! For! Stop!"

Zheng Sangqin gritted her teeth, pulled her hand out of his palm and hit his forehead with a thud.

Suddenly being murdered and beaten again, Ye Zhi innocently raised his hand and touched his forehead, why did he hit someone so well?
"Hahahahaha!"

Seeing his appearance, Zheng Sangqin's slight annoyance dissipated, tears came out from pointing at him and laughing.

Ye Zhizhi put down his hand, seeing the mud on his hand, a look of amused flashed in his eyes, and out of playfulness, he imprinted his hand on the tip of her small and tall nose wickedly.

Zheng Sangqin is already gorgeous, and her temperament is also a bit seductive.

A little black mud on the tip of the nose is like a clown's nose, giving people a playful feeling.

The two temperaments of seductiveness and playfulness appear in one person, and they are perfectly balanced, which makes Ye Zhizhi's eyes shine.

Zheng Sangqin was pure and clean by nature, and was angry and funny when he wiped the mud.

Seeing him showing the childishness that he would never have before amnesia, he became playful, bent down and dug a handful of mud from the ground and wiped it from his face into his collar.

The cold fingers brushed against the skin, causing Ye Zhi to shudder, and then dug you from the ground and rubbed it on Zheng Sangqin's face.

The fair little face instantly turned into a pretty face.

The two played like children for a long time, and when their senses returned, they both became clay figurines, pointing at each other and laughing.

"Hello!" Zheng Sangqin exclaimed, wrapping her arms around Ye Zhi's neck to keep her balance, with anger in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)