My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Snow dance is not happy to hear this, “Xiao Tao, are you trying to say that I went for people's money, or that a big president of his council can't see me, I am totally selfish? ”

Night Peach mute, she explained, "Snow dance, where did you think you were going? I mean, you've only been working for a few days, don't you guys know each other well, what kind of person he is, isn't he not as good as you think he is... snow dance, this relationship is a big deal, be careful. ”

“I know," snow dance leaned against the wardrobe, thinking of Cold Ho's handsome face, she smiled sweetly, "his person, exquisitely handsome, extraordinary temperament, clean private life, no flower butterflies around...”

“Really? Is he as good as you say he is?” Night Peach Half Letter Half Doubt.

“You don't believe me? I'll show you his picture!” When Snow Dance was about to take out her phone, yesterday at work she saw Leng Hao come to the office to take a side photo.

“Look, that's what I like about men.” The snow dance pointed to the cold pride in the phone and said confidently.

Night Peach glanced at it, and her eyes suddenly shrunk.

Even with a blurred side, she has recognized who this is at first sight.

Cold Ho!

I didn't expect the man who liked snow dancing to be him!

Night Peach suddenly remembers the wedding in T City a few months ago, he was the owner of the winery, so it's no surprise that he's now president of the Rose Hotel.

“Peach, how's he doing? Isn't he handsome? ”

Night Peach looked back. Her face was a little pale. “Well... looks good...”

“The man I like is naturally the best. ”

“But does he... like you?” Night Peach asked softly.

“Like, Peach, I'm telling you, I'm already his secretary. Today he not only let me go into the vip elevator with him, but he drove me home himself. He also invited me to dinner, but I didn't say yes because I thought we were growing too fast. Didn't I say something? The next step is to prescribe a formula for you...” The snow dance perfectly explained what it meant to say with her eyes open, but the more vigorously she grabbed Peach's fiber arm.

“So, Peach, are you happy for me? ”

Night Peach snagged his lips, “Well, happy. ”

Snow dance still wants to talk, but Peach pulled back his slender arm step by step at night, “Snow dance, I'm tired, I'm going to bed, let's talk tomorrow. ”

“Oh, good night, Peach. Sweet dreams.” The snow dance went out.

Night Peach closed the door.

Snow dance went to her room, somehow, she felt that Night Peach was a little strange, she didn't seem happy, snow dance hearts hummed, Night Peach must be jealous of her, jealous that she found such a good man.

Wait and see. She'll live better than Peach!

……

The next day, in the studio.

Peach sat on a wooden bench at night, placing a drawing board in front of her, holding a pencil in her right hand, and she was drawing.

But the whole morning went by, and she didn't draw a single picture.

Tear off the blank paper on the drawing board and rub it into groups before throwing it on the floor.

She continues to paint.

“Peach,” Assistant Em walked in. "What do you want for lunch...”

Egg's words stopped because she saw a circle of paper dropping at Peach's feet at night.

“Peach, what's wrong with you today, are you out of shape? I don't think you look so good either..." Xiao Ai asked.

Peach's heart shook her head at night, “I'm fine. ”

“Peach, why don't you take a break and I'll make you some coffee? ”

“Okay.”

Soon the coffee was ready, Em put the coffee on the desk, "Peach, let's get some rest. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Peach stood up at night and she came to the desk to reach for the coffee cup.

“Hiss." Coffee spilled all over, peaches retracted their burnt fingers at night.

“Yay, Peach, what's wrong with you? Are your fingers burned? Show me. You're a painting hand. Should I call a doctor?”

“No need.” Night Peach didn't show Em his fingers.

“Peach,” said Em, looking at her face, hesitating to ask, "Are you having any problems? You seem... distracted. ”

“I'm fine, Em. I'm not feeling well. I'm going back. Call me if you need me.” Peach picked up his bag at night.

……

Back in the apartment, Peach slept in her queen bed at night.

She slept poorly last night and is now rolling for two laps. She is still not sleepy.

Looking at the ceiling over her head, she had a mess in her head, wondering what she was thinking.

Covering a soft quilt over her head, she forced herself to sleep.

She really fell asleep and dreamed that it was snow dancing and... Cold Ho.

Snow dance stood in front of her with cold, luxurious arms, and she was proud to introduce, “Peach, this is my boyfriend, we're getting married soon. ”

As she turned, she came to a church, snow danced in a white wedding dress and stood with Cold Howe, not knowing who was saying, I would.

She felt so painful and painful in her stomach. At first glance, her abdomen was rising high. More than July she was pregnant. There was warm liquid flushing out between her legs. She was paralyzed. She looked at the man standing in front of her with his back to her, tearing his heart open and calling him, Cold Ho, save me, save our little peach...

Night Peach opened her eyes and printed into the familiar ceiling, although her gaze had blurred.

She reached out and touched her face, touching the dampness of her hand.

She has tears all over her face.

Peach...

She hasn't thought of Peach in a long time, it's not that she forgot, it's just that she's too sore to think, can't think.

At this point, the "ringing bell" interrupted her mind and someone was knocking on the door.

At night Peach looked back and she quickly wiped her tears, then got up and went to open the apartment door, standing outside the palace.

Miyagi Feng Dust servant came, his eyes were full of nervousness, "I'll pick you up after work, but Em said you'd be home by noon. You look sick. Why don't you call me, you know how worried I am? ”

“Little Egg is freaking out. Don't listen to her. I just didn't sleep well last night.” Peach's voice was a little mute at night.

The palace kept an eye on her, “Why didn't you pick up my phone? ”

“Did you call? Sorry, I didn't hear you, I was sleeping.” Peach turned to the living room at night.

The palace followed her, and he reached out his hands and hugged her waist. He leaned over and kissed her face. He whispered, “What's wrong? Are you crying?”

Her eyes are red.

“No, probably not sleeping well.” Night Peach broke out of his arms, "what would you like to drink, orange juice? ”

She walked into the kitchen.

The palace looked at her delicate back, her eyes dimmed by an inch, when could he enter her heart?