Having Triplets With Potent CEO

"You, when did you come back? Didn't you say bad?" don't ordinary people go out on business for half a month? Why did he come back in half a day?

"Just now, the work was finished early."

In fact, he didn't rest and came back as soon as possible after working all day.

Bo Qichen put down his tea cup and looked at her with warmth in his eyes. "What's so happy?"

Tang Qingge covered his face and dodged with guilty eyes, "yes? No, I've always been a smiling girl. Have you ever heard of a fake smiling girl?"

"Fake smile?" Bo Qichen frowned. "Why fake smile?"

and.

"Why fake a smile at me."

“……”

Tang Qingge suddenly felt that he had poked a basket of words. They stared at each other. Tang Qingge's desire to survive exploded. "Of course, it's not for you. I mean, I fake smiling at others. I'm real to you, more real than real gold."

Bo Qichen narrowed his eyes and felt that the little woman was lying.

Generally, when she is desperately talking about another topic, it means that she is hiding a big lie.

Bo Qichen said quietly, "really."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Tang Qingge quickly changed the subject, "are you hungry? You must be hungry. I'll give you the following food now."

Tang Qingge turned to the kitchen and closed the kitchen door. She wiped the sweat on her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's terrible. If the big boss finds out that she made a passionate play without telling him, she must die miserably.

Tang Qingge ate noodles for a while, and suddenly remembered a very serious thing, a small face and a tiger.

Wait, she seems to have left the script at the head of the bed.

The big boss shouldn't go to her bedroom, right?

At the moment, on the big bed in the bedroom, Bo Qichen quietly turned over the notes Tang Qingge made on the script last night and saw the scarlet words.

"King!"

With Lu Qianqian's exclamation, the king threw her into the bed. She stood up, looked at the man, nervously grasped the sheet and shrank back a little.

Bedside.

The king gradually stripped off his coat, the black robe fell to the ground, and the red candle swayed

Bo Qichen, "..."

What do you think of this paragraph? Why is it so like a passion play?

Look down.

The man's breath was overwhelming. Lu Qianqian felt that his whole body was on fire. The king's eyes, the king's actions and everything about him affected her senses and nerves, so that she was only willing to submit to him and gradually lost with his fierce actions.

Even words.

"If it hurts, shout it out."

"Um... Ah... Ah!"

Bo Qichen, "..."

These three words were also marked in key red. She also took notes below. The first 'eh' should be gentle, the second 'ah' should be surprised, and there should be some surprises in the surprise. The third 'ah' should be colored. Tang Qingge drew a simple and evil smile next to the third 'ah jpg.

He stared at the silly man and smiled for a moment.

Because it was a live radio, all the sounds of Tang Qingge were original, so it took Tang Qingge a lot of brain cells to figure out how to shout these three words tactfully and soul stirring.

Oh

Bo Qichen quietly put away the script.

So, he's green, isn't he?

The steaming noodles were brought to the table. Tang Qingge looked. She didn't see the big boss. She whispered, "boss?"

Then she saw the big boss come out of her bedroom.

Then she saw the big boss with her script in his hand.

"Teng Teng," Tang Qingge ran out without saying a word.