Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

The long eyelashes were also wet and pathetically stuck on the eyelids.

"Drink something to warm your body. What's going on?" back in the car, banquet Secretary ye took the ginseng soup from the housekeeper, and the temperature was just enough to enter.

Absorbing the temperature in the cup, josin's body warmed up. Now she felt very warm, but the sadness of being driven out of the house still lingered in her mind.

"My mother insisted that I leave Haicheng. I won't go. She also found someone to take me away. I don't know what my mother wants to do. I didn't tell me the reason why I left."

"Let you leave Haicheng? If you don't leave, you won't be allowed to enter the house?"

Banquet Secretary Ye stroked Josie's hair falling on his cheek. He was surprised that there was such an absurd family relationship in reality.

"I still rent that little house. I really don't know what my mother thinks." Qiao Xin smiled and stopped talking, bowed her head and sorted out her emotions with ginseng soup.

Just now she had cried in the arms of banquet Secretary Ye. Now looking at the wet on the chest of banquet Secretary ye, Qiao Xin lowered her head somewhat embarrassed.

That shirt should be very expensive, but she's so poor now that she doesn't even have money to open a house.

"To tell you the truth, it's the first time I've seen parents treat their children like this in reality. But I also saw such mothers in a literary work when I was a child."

Looking at Joe Xin sitting quietly drinking soup, banquet Secretary Ye clenched her hand and their fingers intertwined.

"What?" Josie looked up. She was no longer sad. The banquet Secretary around her had a strong sense of existence. Now she was warm in body and mind and had no time to think about sad things.

"Cinderella's wicked stepmother." banquet Secretary Ye's thin lips opened gently and looked at josin's eyes very seriously.

"Pooh... Do you still read fairy tales?" as soon as the night talk of the banquet company fell, josin burst into tears and smiled. Unexpectedly, the noble and elegant banquet president also read fairy tales.

"Don't you? Are you your mother's own daughter?" banquet Secretary ye also had a smile in his eyes. Josin still smiled well and looked very vivid.

"I'm not. I was adopted by her from the orphanage. Although life is not satisfactory, she has raised me so big." josin leaned back on the leather soft seat and relaxed.

She grew up in a welfare home when she was young. It was lucky to be adopted by Yang Cuihua when she was young. Later, she had an obedient and sensible brother, and she also liked Qiao yuan very much.

"Xin Xin is good, my husband will raise you later." gently follow Qiao Xin's hair, and Yan Siye's voice comforts her in a low voice, as if he were fooling a child who has lost his mother.

"Don't underestimate me. I've earned my own tuition since I went to college, and my brother's tuition is also the money I saved." Qiao Xin looked at Yan Siye in a very serious tone.

She can support herself, although she still has to say from the front that the people who want to support her take the salary in their hands.

Finally, we arrived at the place where the banquet Secretary stayed at night. It was a downtown house with simple and modern decoration style. Even a bathroom was bigger than the house she rented.

Banquet Secretary night took josin to the bathroom: "take a bath first. The pink towels and toothbrushes in the bathroom are prepared for you. The room has been cleaned up by the servant."

"OK."

"Don't cry, I'll be distressed, you know?" looking at Qiao Xin's red and swollen eyes, Yan Siye stroked her cheek, his eyes full of love.

"Know... Know." the good of banquet Secretary night flattered Josie. She didn't know how to respond. She could only blush and pat off the hand that banquet Secretary night put on her face.

God, the man's affectionate eyes are really overwhelming.

Josie turned and went into the bathroom and closed the door. In the mirror, the beautiful girl patted the rising temperature on her cheek: "light Josie, don't blush again. Redness is like a monkey's ass..."

She tried to soak her body into the bathtub, and hot water surrounded her to wash away the fatigue and bitterness of the day.

When josin finally dried herself, she found a very serious problem: she didn't bring her laundry!

It's all the blame of the banquet leader. She was teased just now. That monster is really a monster!

What should I do?

There is no bath towel in the bathroom. It seems that people outside can only send clothes.

She's not wearing an inch now. It's really flustered to shout banquet Secretary night under this situation.

"Si ye, I forgot my clothes. You can help me..."

Josin's tone is a little inadequate. After all, it's the boss's territory. Now she's only wrapped in a towel.

Josin only felt that he was too insecure in this situation.

"Change your clothes? I'll get it for you. Here are sportswear and shirts, but your sweatpants are a little long. Do you want that one?"

When she fled into the bathroom, banquet Secretary night knew that there would be this scene later. She chose the clothes in the wardrobe. Banquet Secretary night first took down his white shirt.

He didn't remind her at that time. He was waiting for this moment. He had already prepared his clothes.

"Give me your shirt. Just give me your shirt."

It must be comfortable to sleep at night, and the sweatpants are too heavy.

A white, tender and thin arm stretched out from the edge of the door. Yan Siye just handed over his clothes. The next second, with a "Dong", the bathroom door closed in front of him.

"Thank you, boss. I don't need anything." a trace of tension in josin's voice came from the bathroom to the ears of banquet Secretary night.

Josin hurriedly put on his shirt in the bathroom. The underwear servant in it has been put in the bathroom. Strangely, why did he only prepare underwear instead of pajamas?

Outside the door, banquet Secretary Ye touched his nose. He was funny and dangerous. He almost hit his nose!

That means let him go.

Some people say that the most advanced sex appeal is to hide and show.

Banquet Secretary night realized what kind of scene it was today.

Josin is wearing his white shirt, which she can wear as a skirt.

The two slender and straight legs were not covered. They were wrapped in the clothes he wore and stained with his own smell.

At this moment, the banquet Secretary felt that the girl who had no sense in front of him seemed to be marked with his mark.

She is his.

White and tender little feet are wearing his shoes. Against the backdrop of wide shoes, one foot looks more petite. They look very cute.

It's really like a child wearing adult clothes.

Obviously, she is already one meter sixty-eight, but the banquet night is obviously too high, and even the sleeve of her shirt has grown a large section.

Banquet Secretary Ye stood not far away and looked at the girl he put on the tip of his heart.

Half indulged his restrained eyes, half secretly warned himself: he can't watch any more, otherwise he doesn't know what he will do later.

The girl hasn't put down her guard yet. An excellent hunter should be patient.