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

“Housekeeper Xu, if I don't tell you, we're running out of time. I'm over first!” Ye Qiao asked.

“Ok Miss Chun, but wait, Master Jiu should not be in the bedroom at this time, in the attic on the top floor, look there!” Xu Yi said.

Ye Zhaotong, “Top floor? ”

Xu Yi nodded: “Yes, when Master Jiu returned to Jinyuan, he went to the attic alone. By the way, Master Jiu seems to be in a bad mood every year on this day...”

Ye Zheng frowned slightly, “OK! I know!”

Ye Qiang looked at the time on the phone and hurried to the top floor.

Ten minutes left.

Ye Zheng ran to the top floor, then pushed open the attic door.

“Jiu! ”

Ye Qiang called softly, and as a result, the attic was quiet and silent.

“Jiu...? ”

What's the matter? People don't seem to be here...

Is it already out?

Ye Qiao screamed a few times and no one else was there, so he had to go back and look elsewhere.

Because he wanted to surprise him, Ye Zheng cautiously did not make a move, he could only look in one room.

As a result, nobody was everywhere, not in the attic, not in the study, not in the bedroom.

Where the hell is he?

Looking at it, it was less than three minutes before twelve o'clock. Ye Zheng was in a hurry.

What a surprise! Are you going to die like this?

Three minutes…

Two minutes…

Ye Zheng stood at the door of the bedroom and was about to look elsewhere. As a result, his eartips moved and suddenly he heard a sound that seemed to be in the bedroom.

Huh?

Ye Zheng then immediately unscrewed the bedroom door, after which she heard the sound coming from the bathroom.

Damn, she was in such a hurry, she just looked outside and didn't think he might be in the bathroom.

It's over, there's one minute left!!!

Ye Zheng couldn't care less. He went out like a small shell that had been fired. Without saying a word, he kicked open the bathroom door.

Bang--

The door panels of the bathroom crashed against the wall and swayed.

Ye Zheng then, in the stunned eyes of the other party, kept the velocity of the shell straight to his face...

Seems to have just washed up, her hair is slightly wet, she hasn't even had time to get dressed and only has a white towel around her waist.

“Boom?” Night Cold held a towel in his hand and held the position of wiping his hair. He had no idea that Ye Zheng would suddenly appear and was hit directly by a girl and took a step back.

Night Cold quickly reached out and stabilized the girl in case she fell and looked serious: “What are you doing here? What's going on? ”

Ye Qiao ignored Shi's night-cold inquiry and shouted “Shh”, indicating that he was quiet. Then he stared at the phone with his head down and shouted at the number, “Nine, eight, seven, six...”

5……

4……

Three...

Ye Zheng counted on one side, pulled an elongated fairy stick out of his arms with seven hands, lit it with a lighter, then turned off the light in the bathroom at hand with a "bang”...

Knock--

Downstairs, the 12 o'clock rang.

Meanwhile, lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala-

The fairy stick burned, and the faint and bright light of the fireworks lit up the little bathroom, and the little face of the girl's red thump and panting, as well as those incredibly moving eyes.

“Night cold...”

The girl held the fairy stick, raised her toes, kissed the man's lips, and the soft, sweet voice accompanied by fireworks and bells rang in the man's ear, “Happy birthday to you...”