Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

The game hehe said: "Death? What is deadheart, a woman who can make me dead, unless I'm tired of sleep."

Ye Shaoguang raised his eyelids: "Luo Jinchuan told me that this woman, Yan Qingsi, is poisonous. You should be careful not to sleep with her, but to be poisoned."

"Poisonous? Exactly, Lao Tzu is innocent."

"The words of Luo Jinchuan are experience. You should listen to them." Luo Jinchuan told Ye Shaoguang that he had been used up by Yan Qingsi.

This woman is very poisonous, you can't prevent it.

You know what she is thinking, but still can't control it.

In the end, she was poisoned and she was fine, but you couldn't stop it.

Not only did the game not listen, it was even more exciting.

"I still do n’t believe it. I have to chop off this hard bone. If she has a thorny rose, I will stab her. If she is a poisonous snake, I will give her the fangs. I will Believe it or not, there are women in this world I can't sleep. "

Ye Shaoguang shook his head, and the game got into the horns of the horns. He could not believe the poison of Yan Qingsi.

Just the day he waited, maybe it was almost like Luo Jinchuan.

......

Although Yan Qingsi slept late, her body seemed to have an alarm clock. It was almost 10 o'clock and she opened her eyes immediately.

I didn't see the time, I jumped out of bed mechanically and put on clothes.

Yue Tingfeng came back with a choke and saw Yan Qingsi just came out of the bathroom and quickly said, "Why, how did you wake up? I was calling you."

Yan Qingsi washed her face with cold water, her head cleared, she glanced at Yue and listened to the wind.

"Call? I knew you wouldn't call me. With that careful thinking, I could see through at a glance."

This product is anxious that she would sleep in bed all day today, how could she be called to her.

Yan Qingsi grinned at him, walked over, stretched his hands to grab his neck, pulled down, tiptoeed, and said something in his ear.

"Not only do I know what color of underwear you wear, but I also know your size. Do you want to hear?"

Yue Tingfeng's face rose red with a sullen expression: "Ahem ... then you're going to film, eat something first."

"Don't listen?"

Yue Tingfeng dragged Yan Qingsi with a red face, "What to listen to, eat."

Yan Qingsi rolled her eyes: "Cut ..."

When she sat down, she asked, "Where is your aunt, are you awake?"

"Come here in a while." Yue Tingfeng handed her a pair of chopsticks.

As soon as the words fell, Mrs. Yue directly pushed in the door, and when she saw Yan Qingsi, she was a little embarrassed. She seemed to be afraid to look at her, embarrassedly touched her nose, and choked a little.

Yan Qingsi wondered, "Auntie, what's wrong? Are you ... are you afraid of me?"

Was it a night passed, remembering what she did last night, and felt that she was vicious, insidious, and femme hearted?

Mrs. Yue quickly shook her head: "No, you are very good, especially good ..."

Madam Yue really feels that Yan Qingsi is a really good girl. Madam Yue's definition of a woman was actually very simple, just like those of all kinds around her, but she got rid of one word—writing.

Such as the Dutch lady, such as Ding Fu, such as those who play cards with her, shopping lady, and those with a noble family.

When I'm with them, I can't help holding the shelf and being careful about everything I say, everything will be counted.

Moreover, they clearly calculated her, and said that she was stupid behind ...