Black-bellied mad and cute wife: you don't want to marry

Chapter 5

"Didn't you save it on your computer?"

Qiao Yan lowered her eyebrows and asked humbly.

"I haven't saved it yet, let's print it out to see the effect! This duck is so handsome, it would be great if I could recognize such a godfather!"

Yang Ye raised his head proudly, his slightly pursed mouth was filled with regret!

"Yang Ye, what kind of man makes you want to recognize him as a godfather?" A passing colleague leaned over his face, "Hey, he's so handsome, but he doesn't look like a man with heavy tastes at first glance, don't think about it!"

"There are very few women with the name Yang Ye who can be her godfather!" Another colleague added.

Immediately afterwards, another person answered: "Maybe there are, in case a man has strong tastes, he likes women who are tall and thick, but he is not afraid of being oppressed, and he is not afraid that women are worse than Baogong...!"

"Shut up, I can lose weight, whiten my skin, and tell those rich godfathers to wait for me!" Yang Ye shouted ferociously.

"Yezi, when you lose weight and become whiter, the godfathers are too old to lose their teeth and can't do anything!"

"He doesn't need to do anything, just leave the inheritance to me!" Yang Ye narrowed his small eyes triumphantly, as if there would be a dying godfather waiting for her to take over the inheritance soon!
"Let me take another look!"

Qiao Yan Wuxia took into account the bickering of several women, took a deep breath, kicked her feet on the floor a few times, and took off a pair of stiletto slippers!
"Hey, are you unconvinced? The headline of this issue must be ours. This news definitely caused an uproar in Sioux City like an atomic bomb, haha!"

Yang Ye's face was terrified, and she turned around in a circle with her hands exaggeratedly opened. Qiao Yan pulled out the photos in her hand at the right time.

The ink was not completely dry on the photo printed on the photo paper just now, but the characters on it were lifelike. Qiao Yan had never seen the men and women on it, but he was very familiar with them!

"I drank my saliva, and I was busy printing photos early in the morning. I worked so hard that I didn't even take a sip of water!"

Yang Ye straddled his long legs, went to his own cubicle two or three meters away, took the teacup, put it on his lips in a small manner, and took a sip.

At this moment, Qiao Yan rolled her eyes, grabbed the photo, and ran barefoot. When passing by Yang Ye's table, she also grabbed her baby "Short Cannon" and held it in her hand Desperately rushed to the door!
"My God, is this woman crazy?"

Yang Ye yelled from behind, watching Qiao Yan's actions in disbelief, and when she realized that she was chasing after her with long legs, Qiao Yan had already ran out of the office door.

After leaving the office, Qiao Yan took a look at the closed elevator door, and Qiao Yan ran barefooted, heading straight to the roof!

"What do you want, woman!"

"It's too much for you to snatch my photo?"

Yang Ye followed behind, screaming and screaming, she was no match for Qiao Yan when she climbed the stairs!
"Qiao Yan, I swear, if my photo is missing a corner, I want you to be buried with me!"

Yang Ye went crazy, hoarse!
Qiao Yan ignored it and ran with all his might. These photos cannot be sent out, absolutely not!
This is a 30-story building, and their magazine office is on the 18th floor!
Qiao Yan rushed to the stairs in one breath, and as soon as she stood still beside the guardrail, Yang Ye, who was out of breath, chased after her!
"Qiao Yan, give me back my photo!"

Yang Ye bent over to support his thigh, his thick eyebrows glared angrily, and the Lion Roared in the River East!
"I'm sorry, Yang Ye, I can't return these photos to you!"

As Qiao Yan spoke, she raised her hand, and fragments of several photos flew out from the roof of the building!

When she was running wildly all the way, her hands were not idle, and she tore the photo into pieces!

"Then you return the short cannon to me, and I can print it again!"

Yang Ye seemed to sense Qiao Yan's strangeness, so he gave up his arrogance and settled for the next best thing!

"I'll pay you back with a new short cannon!"

As he said that, Qiao Yan raised his hand, and the short black cannon drew a beautiful arc and flew out from the top of the 30th floor...

"Qiao Yan, you kill a thousand swords!"

Yang Ye rushed to the railing like crazy, and watched her beloved comrade-in-arms "Dian Pao" turn over several times from the air, and finally fell to the ground like a tiny ant and fell to pieces!

"Let's go, I'll buy a new one to compensate you!"

Clapping his hands, Qiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm not finished with you!"

Angry Yang Ye charged at Qiao Yan with open teeth and claws...

As a matter of course, the two women started to fight on the roof of the building. Qiao Yan was thin, but he didn't show any weakness. Yang Ye slapped her, and she slapped her back without fear!

(End of this chapter)