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211. Thirty-three degrees 19

Smile, hehe, smile, keep the best smile, rub her cheeks, she smiled dryly and sat back on her seat.

"Did you think of something strange?" He folded the newspaper and put it aside. He asked with a smile. He didn't let his wife go through the ever-changing expression in the morning. It could be described as wonderful. He concluded that she must have thought of something. There was something about him and surprised her, otherwise she wouldn't have been secretly watching him all the time.

"No, no." She smiled and slapped her eyes. How could this person have a mind-reading technique? How could he predict things like a magical place?

Xi Mingyuan could not let her go so easily, "Don't think too much, come on, we should go to work, we will be late later." He stood up and went to get the briefcase.

"Oh." She stood up after drinking her last sip of milk. Xi Zheng was going to give them a month off, but she wanted to suppress the holiday. This was natural, and she and Xi Mingyuan were not passing by at all. It's hard to achieve success. She suspects that if they really do that, they won't make any jokes. And she doesn't plan to be a housewife, idle wife, and cold mother. So I continued to work at Xi's house.[
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