The surrogate wife is a goddess

Chapter 287 293 I haven't hugged you all day, don't be so stingy, give me a hug
Ye Moyuan was taken aback, and the corner of his mouth widened even further.

Does the little donkey need to be so smart?

One point.

oops!He really liked it more and more.

The executives looked at the expression on Ye Moyuan's face, as if they had seen a wonder of the world.

Everyone opened their mouths in disbelief: "."

oh my god!It turned out that there would be a smile on Ye Shao's cold and ruthless face.

And she smiled so charmingly and domineeringly.

"Yes."

Ye Moyuan replied succinctly, completely ignoring the strange eyes that everyone secretly glanced at him.

Luo Yao was overjoyed, and immediately said flatteringly: "Then you don't have to pick me up, I'll let the moonlight in the lotus pond take me back, and I'll wait for you at home."

"it is good!"

After putting down the phone, the smile on Ye Moyuan's face still persisted.

The little stubborn donkey is getting cuter and more considerate of himself.

It must save a lot of time from the company to the film and television city and then back to the night garden, and from the company to the night garden directly.

She must be afraid of the hard work of running around.

It must be like this.

night.

When Ye Moyuan returned to Yeyuan, Luo Yao and Wei Fang were sitting in the living room drinking tea.

Wei Fang turned her head, saw Ye Moyuan, stood up quickly, and said hello awkwardly.

"Mr. Ye!"

Ye Moyuan frowned, glanced at her, walked up to Luo Yao and sat down without saying a word.

"She wants to see Tang Yangyang."

Men's words are not interrogative sentences, but declarative sentences.

It means that he already knows Luo Yao's intentions.

"I'm sorry!" Although Wei Fang often acted coquettishly and cutely in front of Luo Yao, when she saw Ye Moyuan, she was as cowardly as a mouse seeing a cat, "I want to see Tang Yangyang. It's none of Luo Yao's business, I begged her of."

The implication is that I hope Ye Moyuan will not vent his anger on Luo Yao.

"Hmm!" Ye Moyuan took the little donkey into his arms and asked softly, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Ate."

"Then you must not be full, eat some more with me."

Picking up the little donkey, ignoring Wei Fang's embarrassment, he walked straight to the restaurant.

Luo Yao couldn't bear it anymore, and pushed him away hard: "Ye Moyuan! You are too much, and sister Wei is here? You should invite guests to dinner."

Ye Moyuan stopped in his tracks without looking back, and coldly threw out two words: "Follow up."

Wei Fang waved her hands in fright: "No, no, Luo Yao! Mr. Ye! I've already eaten."

Ye Moyuan shrugged her shoulders, with a serious look on her face, I invited her, but it's not my fault if she doesn't come.

All right!Luo Yao was speechless.

Sister Wei is really weak.

I know you've eaten it, even if you pretend to follow me, it's fine!

It's not like being held in this man's arms all the time.

"Baby! Are you unhappy?" Ye Moyuan said softly, "I haven't hugged you all day, don't be so mean, give me a hug! Your manager won't laugh at you, she won't dare."

Luo Yao gave the man an angry look, and scolded: "Frivolous."

"Pfft hahaha! How can I be so frivolous when I hug my own wife?" Ye Moyuan laughed, lowered his head and pecked the puffy lips of the little stubborn donkey, "My baby is getting cuter and cuter , this small mouth is upturned, it can hang an oil pot."

"You know I'm angry and still provoke me, are you planning to piss me off?" Luo Yao said forcefully.

"Don't dare." Ye Moyuan put the little donkey on his lap and sat down, pointing to the dishes on the table, "Honey! Which one to eat first?"

Seeing the man holding the chopsticks, looking really helpless, Luo Yao wondered, did Ye Moyuan have difficulty choosing?
　Ye Moyuan looked at Wei Fang coldly: "Does your 1000 million light bulb need to follow so closely? You are here, how can I still flirt with my wife?"

　　Wei Fang put her hands on her hips: "I'm here, what can you do?"

　　Ye Moyuan was furious: "Chu Xia, come out for me, and take this light bulb away for me, it's too bright and dazzling."

　　Chuxia smiled flatteringly: "Young Master Ye! As long as you reward tickets, I will give you all the comments and ratings, and I will immediately make your light bulb disappear."

　　Ye Moyuan held the loudspeaker in his hand and shouted: "Baby! Follow Zhu Xia's wishes and help me smash that light bulb into the air."

　　Occasionally, I also write a small theater, which feels quite interesting.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)