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

“Why are you calling me this time? Is something wrong?” Ye Qiang had an accident.

After the exchange of numbers, Shi Nightcold only called her once on his own initiative. That was a big breakthrough. I didn't think there would be a second time.

Night Cold: “It's okay, wrong press. ”

Ye Qiang: “…”

Press… incorrectly?

I just pressed the wrong button. Ye Zheng's face was all dark with anticipation.

“What are you doing?” The man across the phone asked softly.

The voice of a man is like the power of peace of mind, everything outside the window is like being isolated to another world, Ye Zheng instantly feels less terrible.

“Lying in bed sleeping, who knows how sudden it rains? The rain in this shithole is even scarier!” Ye Huanzheng cried out.

“Why not live somewhere else?” Night Cold asks.

“I was said to have gambled with people and said that my flat-headed brother dared to live in a haunted house that nobody bought in this independent state, and now I don't live there. Don't I have any face?” Ye Qiu Quo.

Night Cold: “…”

The chilling tone of the night seemed deeply helpless: “Is the window closed? ”

Ye Qiang: “Turn it off...”

Night Cold: “That's good. If nothing happens, I'm hanging up. ”

“No, don't hang up, the power is out, Jiu, I'm scared, you can talk to me...” Although I'm not really scared anymore, Ye Zheng's tone is even more pitiful.

The silence on the phone suddenly seemed to be a fear that the girl could not hear him, only silenced for about a second or two, and a man's voice came: “Okay. ”

After obtaining this guarantee, Ye Zhaotong entered the sea like a dragon, and began to wave ~

“Well, I said Lord Shura, wrong number? Did you see the storm? I was scared. Did you call me intentionally? It wasn't a mistake, was it?” Ye chuckled his eyes and asked.

Night Cold: “You think too much. ”

Ye Qiang: “Have I been thinking too much? Then tell me which fairy you didn't call me in the middle of the night! ”

Night Cold: “…”

Yip Qiao: “Go ahead. ”

The man across the phone sighed helplessly: "Aren't you afraid now? ”

Ye Qiang said sweetly: "Because I heard your voice! ”

After a few words, Ye Zheng was decisively not afraid at all, and even thought that the atmosphere was quite sensible in the middle of the night, “By the way, Jiu, do you know what happened between the family and the side of Independent States? ”

“Why do you suddenly ask that?” The sound of the night chill seemed to sink a little.

Ye Qiao: “I was just asking. I was told that you guys were really trying to get rid of the sidelines. Aren't you from the ancient Shi clan? ”

“The struggle between the two factions in the Independent States has been long overdue, and the inside of it is not three words or two that can be said clearly. Don't get involved in these things, it has nothing to do with you.” The tone of the night chill is a bit serious.

“With these? Am I free? I used all my spare time to fool you, okay? Don't say anything, I don't want to hear this anyway, it's boring, so... say something nice!” Ye chuckled and demanded.

All that leisure time was used to fool you, and succeeded in softening the man's tone again: “Say what? ”

Ye Qiang: “For example... you especially like me, I can't do it without you, love me to die to live..."

Night Cold: “…”