Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

When he arrived at the door of the company, Ye Zheng woke Shi Night Cold.

“You go on with your meeting, I'm going back. ”

“Let Xu Yi send you.” I think I slept well for a while, and Straight Night seemed to speak more mildly than I did on a weekday.

Ye Qiang's mood did not improve at all, however, staring at a workaholic in a depressed manner, and then turned away silently.

The Emperor is in no hurry to die, eunuch!

Wanjing Mingyuan.

After returning, Ye Zheng began to feel sad, how to stop Shi Nightcold from dying.

Unfortunately, I haven't come up with any good ideas for half a day.

She is not Qin Ruoxi, and her words are totally weightless.

Forget it, the boat went straight to the bridge naturally, she has been blowing more wind in her ears these past few days, and if she can't implement it, there are also beautiful plans...

Ye Qiao sighed, changed his men's clothes, and then texted Luo Chen: [Within five minutes, come to my room.]

Let's get this over with, and then drag the kid down without knowing how to get bored.

Ye Qiang waited and looked at the time on the phone.

Probably because of the stiff tone in her text this time, this time Lo Chen did not dare to ignore her anymore, almost exactly when she stepped on this point for five minutes, the knocking sounded.

Ye Qiao: “Please come in. ”

The door she's just hiding.

Luo Chen slowly pushed the door in as his footsteps rang.

Luo Chen seemed to have just taken a shower, her hair was still a little wet, her clothes were in a hurry, and the laces on one foot were very messy, making her look even softer.

It is worth mentioning... this summer, Lo Chen wore a thick coat, the whole person wrapped strictly and honestly...

Ye Zheng swept his eyes, his mouth slightly twitched, the child thought he called him over to do what?

“Sit down." Ye Zhuang glanced at the sofa beside himself and said.

Rochenton walked halfway towards her, but instead of sitting next to her, she sat on the other side of the couch.

Ye Zheng was wearing casual clothes and slippers, his posture was lazy and his eyebrows were clearly dissatisfied. "What are you doing sitting so far away? ”

Luo Chen rubbed his lips and moved a little towards her.

It's really just a little bit, about the distance of one palm...

Ye Qiang was in a bad mood today. At this moment, his patience was exhausted, and he stood up and walked in the direction of Luo Chen.

At the moment of Ye Zheng's rise, Luo Chen obviously the whole person tightened into a bow, fingers tightly pinched into fists.

When she almost walked in front of him, Lo Chen finally couldn't sit down and brushed up like a spring.

However, before it could move, Ye Zheng had pressed his shoulder and pressed him back.

Ye Zheng held the position of pressing a person against the back of the sofa, his eyes slightly squinted, looking down at him, his eyes glanced cold, "What are you running for? ”

Luo Chen's eyes had no idea where to look. It seemed like the next second he was going to snatch the door, but for some reason he was patient...

Ye Zheng stared at him and said, “Listen carefully to what I have to say next. ”

“First of all, I'm not GAY. ”

“Secondly, whatever my sexual orientation, I'm not interested in subjecting artists to this kind of thing. ”

“Thirdly, unless I drink, remember to stay away from me, and at other times, refer to Article 2. ”