On a cold day, behind the desk, facing the computer screen.

At the summer solstice, he was busy, but he didn't dare to speak too loud. His steps were not intuitive, but his eyes were not idle. He looked around, but he didn't see the little guy.

She took another look in the direction of the lounge. The door was closed.

She felt very strange and looked at the man who didn't seem to find her coming in. She asked in a voice, "where's Xiao Chengcheng?"

"He didn't come!"

Cold days also don't lift, fingers crackling on the laptop, voice coldly back a sentence.

Leng Yicheng didn't come? What did he call her up for?

Xia Zhi looks at the man whose face is cast with doubts. She wants to turn around and leave because of the strong pressure.

"Mr. Leng, what's the matter with you calling me up?"

Silence!

The only response to her is the sound of typing on the keyboard.

After waiting for a while, Xia Zhi didn't see him speak, so he turned around and left.

"Stop!"

Behind suddenly came someone cold command, she vomited a breath, echo staring at him, "Leng Zong, please have something to say quickly, I want to eat!"

Cold day looked up, eyes straight shot over, summer solstice heart trembled, she thought if the eyes can kill people, she did not know how many times to die.

"Go and eat all that."

On his strong eyes, the summer solstice felt his appetite would be bad, do not want to refuse, "I don't disturb your work, I'd better go down to eat."

It's strange that she can eat at such a low pressure.

"Do you still want to work? If you want to, eat those. "

Seeing her turn around, she squinted in the cold, with a trace of disproved anger at the bottom of her eyes.

Summer solstice teeth, take a few deep breaths, then go to the table, is not to eat?

Is it hard to get her?

Hum!

"Drink the soup. Don't leave it

Men hate the voice, followed by the summer solstice good want to cup soup buckle to his head.

"Mama Fu cooks it for you. Don't waste the old man's heart..."

"I see." Long winded

Summer solstice is not angry murmur sentence.

The cold day ear tip hears, the handsome face sank heavy, the vision quenched to stare one eye that way petite figure.

Summer solstice deliberately pull the chair, this is sitting down to eat.

Looking at the soup that several people drank, she thought it was better to drink it first, so as not to have a full stomach.

The temperature of the soup is moderate, hot, but it's not hot. She drinks it spoonful by spoonful.

It's sweet and delicious. Fu Ma's craftsmanship is very good.

She is drinking concentration, ear suddenly came a word, with warm brush over her ears, very ambiguous.

"Good?"

The summer solstice was so cold that she was startled and shook her hands. All the soup she hadn't drunk spilled on her body. She quickly reached out to shake it off, but her clothes were all dirty.

She turns her head and stares at the man who comes over suddenly. She stares at him with shame and anger. "What are you doing so close to him?"

Is there something wrong with this man? He was just there.

She was angry and flushed.

Looking at her flustered, shy and angry in the cold weather, she was a little satisfied at the end of her eyes and said in a proud tone: "aren't you my wife? Why can't I get close to you?"

Summer solstice gas is not light, this person really owe beat.

"Do you think I'm your wife?"

To his wife, will it be a whirring attitude?

"So angry!" Cold days hook the corner of the mouth, smile, particularly provocative.

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