Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

Chris took Tang Shi to their room for a rest. The two single beds were clean. Tang Shi sat on one of them and took a deep breath.

Chris looked at her, sighed, took the kettle to boil water for her, and asked, "honey, you have to tell me who he is?"

Tang Shi said with a helpless smile, "he is my ex husband."

"Oh, my God!"

Chris shook his hand with the kettle. "Then I don't want to sleep with him."

"Do you want to sleep with my ex husband?"

Chris felt his chin thoughtfully. "But he didn't seem to suffer. I might fight with him when we got to bed."

Tang Shi raised his hand and begged for mercy. "Well, Lord Chris, it's my fault. I shouldn't hide it from you. I'll tell you clearly next time."

"Hum."

Chris didn't have the noble and cool manner in front of others. He helped Tang Shi to heat up the hot water, so he sat down with her and said, "Hani, you have to find a way. You can't hide from him as soon as you see him. I heard from the organizer today that he has a great background. How did you stay with him in those days?"

"That's how we get together."

Asked by Chris, the past few years have come to his mind. Tang Shi laughs at himself, shakes his head and shakes those ideas away, and then says, "it's nothing to say. It's all over, dear Mr. curiosity."

"Well, my sweetheart, something is starting to hide from me."

Chris sighed, pretending to be hurt. "It seems that we can't continue to be girlfriends."

Tang Shi raised his head to see the famous design director. The man raised his head and laughed at her, "we have to be enemies in love."

“……” Tang Shi laughed, "you go, you break the thin night, there is still my trouble."

"It's boring."

Chris rolled his eyes and looked at the people downstairs through the French windows. People were drinking wine and greeting. The social intercourse of the upper class was so ambiguous. They looked for their own prey and their own relationships. They had only one goal in common, that is, to step up.

"Your ex husband is excellent."

Chris looked at the thin night in the crowd. The man was slender and handsome, and many celebrities bumped glasses with him to show his kindness. However, thin night was always insipid, as if no woman could attract his interest.

"Oh, my dear, I would have thought he was a fag with such a straight face to a woman."

The water boiled. Chris went to help Tang Shi pour the water, and then helped her take out the medicine carefully.

After taking the water, the Tang poetry sarcastically said, "he? How is that possible? He has the most women he needs. " Who is Bo Ye? He always lingers in the flowers. How can he defend himself for whom?

In the crowd in the distance, Bo Ye hears a voice message from his assigned person, "Bo Shao, we found the hotel room number of Tang Shi and Chris, which is the most expensive suite in this hotel. On the top floor, the room number is 2101..."

"I see." Thin night said indifferently, and then asked, "how long have they been in?"

"According to our observation, we've been in for more than half an hour and haven't come out yet."

More than half an hour Tang Shi and Chris share the same room, haven't they come out yet? Thin night's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, he did not realize that he actually cared so much about a woman. The man took a deep breath and said, "continue to observe me and report to me."