Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

The tone is very light, with a strong sour smell, like a group of old wine just rolled out of the vinegar jar.

Mu Yunshen, "..."

How could her attention be focused on such unimportant points.

Although Mu Yun deeply wanted to make complaints about it, he knew that if he dared to say a few more words at that time, I would not be jealous.

He couldn't help laughing bitterly. He put out two fingers in his right hand and grasped the softest piece of meat on half of Tang Xiao's cheek. He said with a wry smile, "what's the matter, or I'll perform a self dissecting heart on the spot and let you see if it's all you in my heart?"

He knew that he was joking, but Tang Xiao was still very helpful. He said, "well, do you think it's me in your heart?"

President Mu didn't want to think about it. He shook his head decisively and replied loudly, "No."

Tang Xiaoyi was stunned. The jar full of strawberry vinegar was about to be knocked over. At the last moment, she heard mu Yunshen say calmly,

"Three quarters are you."

Tang Xiao bit his lip. He was in a hurry. He could not help but blurted out, "what about the remaining quarter?"

No sooner had she said that than she regretted it.

Because as soon as she looked up, she was facing mu Yunshen's cunning smile. This guy was cheating!

But the words like spilled water have fallen to the ground, so there is no reason to pick it up and wash it for secondary use.

Tang Xiao turned red and quickly turned away from him.

Mu Yun's smile is very proud, like a wolf with a big tail. He grabs her waist and rubs her in his arms. He kisses her on the forehead. His breath is burning. "One quarter is small ink."

Tang Xiao's heart softened for no reason, and his eyes became sour.

His heart is so big, once full of company and future, but now it's all her and children.

He was able to gallop the business battlefield, invincible warrior, but also willing to give up some heavy burden for her, go home to wash hands with her to make soup.

Looking at the man's angular side face, Tang Xiao was a little speechless. He had just recovered his normal color and his eyes reddened quickly with the speed visible to the naked eye.

Mu Yun coaxed her in a soft voice, "OK, OK, just a few words will move you like this. It's a silly child. Besides me, you can't trust others like this. Do you know?"

Tang Xiao didn't say a word, and the hand that was on his waist pinched a few more times.

Mu Yunshen was tickled by her. He was about to fight back when his mobile phone on the desk rang untimely.

He was a little reluctant to part with him. He caught his daughter-in-law and gave her a good kiss. Then he got through the phone.

Over there is a Zhe's voice, with rare tremor and excitement in the tone, and the tone is more than seven or eight points higher than usual.

"Young master, young master Xiao is coming back."

When he heard the first sentence, Mu Yun's deep face froze in an instant, and then disappeared.

His brain is empty, subconsciously confirmed a way, "what do you say?"

Ah Zhe's voice sounds a little choked, more like crying with joy.

He said, "young master Xiao, he's going home."

In October in Longcheng, the sky is clear, the sun is bright, there is no dust in the air, and every breath is full of sweet smell.

On the island near the equator, Xiao Jingye held up his mobile phone and showed his white teeth with a smile. His scalp was slightly blue.

He said cheerfully to his cell phone, "brother, how are you doing?"

Under his feet is a soft beach, white sand scattered with colorful shells, close to the shore is covered with lush coconut trees, broad branches and leaves like a natural umbrella under the atmosphere.

The thick layer of clean white clouds is like a huge cotton ball hanging under the blue sky. Under the clear sky, the black wing tips of birds are swept.

The other end of the phone was quiet for a moment, and there was a violent roar. A moment later, he heard a click, and the radio wave suddenly stopped, cut off by the other party's hanging up.

Xiao Jingye let out a "ouch" and subconsciously took the mobile phone away for a few minutes. He was surprised at first, and then he had a helpless smile.

A pair of white feet, smooth and delicate skin, kicking and pulling the clogs with small flowers came to him and stood in front of him.

"Xiao Xiao," Su Xiaoyu bent his knee and sat down beside him, "have you called?"