Mrs. Pei, you are married

Chapter 114 Give me back my book

When the two are close, they can see themselves in each other's pupils.

Inexplicably, Fu Qianqian's heart skipped a beat.

"Give me back my book!" Fu Qianqian drank with a sullen face.

Pei Ye smiled wickedly and continued to approach a few minutes, so close that their noses touched: "Qianqian, I asked you to use tricks, but you directly ordered me to hand it over. This is a foul."

The distance between the two is too close.

Fu Qianqian wanted to back away, but there was a wall behind her.

"Let go of me, I don't want the book anymore!"

Compared with the "Sun Tzu's Art of War", she felt that putting some distance away from Pei Ye was what she wanted to do the most.

"Qianqian, this is not like your temperament. You have to have a beginning and an end in everything you do. You are going to give up before you get the book?"

This man is simply too annoying, especially that mouth, always talking non-stop.

Impatiently, she lowered her head and kissed Pei Ye's mouth.

However, Fu Qianqian found that the moment she kissed Pei Ye, Pei Ye's body froze suddenly, and the expression on his face was also stunned.

Fu Qianqian raised her brows lightly.

It's now!

Fu Qianqian took the opportunity to reach out and snatched the "Sun Tzu's Art of War" hidden behind Pei Ye.

The moment he snatched Sun Tzu's Art of War, Fu Qianqian was secretly happy, and then moved his lips away, ending the action.

Pei Ye, who was awake, saw the fox-like cunning in Fu Qianqian's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled into an evil arc.

"It's not rude to come and go."

After finishing speaking, Pei Ye lifted Fu Qianqian's chin, lowered his head and kissed her.

It's different from Fu Qianqian's superficial touch just now.

The "Art of War" originally held by Fu Qianqian was also thrown to the ground by Fu Qianqian at some point.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Pei Hao's voice came from outside the door: "Brother, there is an urgent call that needs you to answer."

Pei Ye and Fu Qianqian, who were eager to suppress, stopped suddenly, and the two of them rolled onto the bed at some point.

Pei Ye looked at Fu Qianqian reluctantly, pecked her on the lips, then left and walked towards the door.

When Pei Ye opened the door, Pei Hao was about to hand over the phone when he received a gloomy look from his own brother. Pei Hao glanced at Pei Ye sensitively. His hairstyle was slightly messed up, and his suit and tie were severely wrinkled. Understand what I interrupted.

He smiled coquettishly: "Hey, brother, how about...You guys go on first and pick up the phone later?"

Pei Ye gave him a cold look, and reached out to him: "Give me the phone."

Pei Hao handed over the phone in embarrassment.

After taking the phone, Pei Ye listened to the report on the phone and made a decision, then threw the phone back to Pei Hao.

"I'm going to watch grandma play chess with Grandpa Fu, let's go first!" Pei Hao, who took back his mobile phone, threw down a sentence, and quickly ran away without a trace.

Just a joke, he just interrupted his brother's good business, and with his disrespectful personality, he might be dispatched to some place like Java with a single sentence, and life-saving is the most important thing.

After Pei Hao left, Pei Ye closed the door again.

However, Fu Qianqian had already picked up the Sun Tzu's Art of War and sat down at the desk to read it, looking calm, as if what happened just now had never happened.

Pei Ye's fingers lightly touched the lips, which still had the warmth from the kiss just now.

Fu Qianqian, who was sitting at the table, seemed to be calm on the surface, but there was a gust of wind and clouds in his heart.

(End of this chapter)