good morning little wife

Chapter 714 A Provocative Kiss (1)
Yan Jue had just entered the door when he saw her body falling backwards, he didn't care much at the time, he quickly supported her body with his eyes and hands.At that time, I was only thinking about not hurting her, so I dropped the document bag in my hand, and papers flew all over the floor in an instant.

When Aunt Yu heard the movement, she had already rushed over nervously, but after seeing this scene, she returned to the kitchen with a smile on her lips.

Sheng Xia survived and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but when she turned her head, Yan Jue frowned at the suitcase she had knocked down on the ground, and asked, "What are you doing?" Running away while he wasn't there?

Sheng Xia's expression was also a little awkward. After all, today's behavior was really too hasty. He scratched his head and wanted to explain, but his eyes were on the documents on the ground, which seemed familiar.Moulu couldn't help picking up the piece of paper in his hand and glanced at it suspiciously, then turned to look at Yan Jue with some surprise.

"I asked Xiao Zhu to go to the hotel to collect your luggage. They found it in the car you were driving." Yan Jue explained.

"Oh." Sheng Xia nodded knowingly.

After reading it that day, she was so sad that she threw it in the car, and was later taken back to the wedding room by Yan Jue, and she had long forgotten about it.After listening to the explanation, reach out and pick them up one by one.

Yan Jue grabbed her hand and asked, "That's why you came back?"

Midsummer nodded.

"Why do you suddenly want to check these things?" He remembered that she kept telling him not to mention what happened three years ago.

Sheng Xia was probably relieved after reading this, but there was no special expression on his face. Wen Yan met his inquiring eyes and replied: "I have seen Shen Ying."

Yan Jue frowned upon hearing this, probably feeling that the name she mentioned was not a particularly pleasant person.

Sheng Xia didn't care about his thoughts, he propped himself up and was about to stand up, thinking that it was too weird for two adults to sit in the hallway without image.

Yan Jue's appearance was different, his lazy expression and body language seemed to be sitting in a palace, he didn't care at all, but he patted her suitcase again, meaning that he was still waiting for her to explain?

It was fine last night, but when he came back in the afternoon, he saw her packed up and ready to run, and she seemed a little flustered.

Seeing him like this, Sheng Xia actually felt a little bit sorry, but she still answered honestly: "I'm going back to the crew."

Yan Jue frowned even more when he heard this, Sheng Xia knew what it meant when he saw the expression, and couldn't help but half kneeled on the ground again, so that he could get closer to him.Then he stepped forward to help him straighten the wrinkles on his clothes, and said in a soft voice: "I can't help it. I forgot that I only took two days off before I came here. If I don't go back, I will really be hunted down by Wang Jue and the director." It's-"

Before the sound fell, his hand was held again by him.

Looking at each other, he looked at her fixedly and asked, "Can't we let them change actors?"

Who is Yan Jue's wife?Why does the young mistress of the dignified Yan family insist on acting?The most important thing is that his wife is his, and he still doesn't want others to stare at her in his heart.

Yan Jue has always disliked being a star himself, and Sheng Xia actually felt it too, so she couldn't help but look at him and said, "Yan Jue, this is the first TV series prepared by Wang Jue and I's studio."

He should know that the establishment of this studio is not easy, it is not only Wang Jue's career, but also hers, and only they know how much effort they put in, so it is impossible to give up halfway.

Yan Jue glanced at the kitchen to make sure that Mrs. Yu was not glancing this way, he hooked her fingers reluctantly, and asked, "Then can't you stay with me for a few more days?" The taste of grievance.

(End of this chapter)