Shen Qing rarely gets proud, even when he stands on the edge of a deep pit, he can quickly react and turn around and escape. However, when he meets 6 Jingxing, his reaction is a little slow.

This man has always been the title of King of Hell in the Military Region and has an extremely keen sense of prey. Shen Qing, the little fox, has been calculating since he followed him into the cloakroom. How could the duck with his mouth fly? The man's evil and filthy words sounded in his ears, making Shen Qing, who was already thin-skinned, blush like a cooked duck.

"Why don't you talk?" 6 Jingxing's mouth smirked.

Shen Qing remained silent.

"Good, what am I you?" Mr. 6 asked, but Shen Qing didn't answer, but the hand that fell behind him seemed to be less honest. "Good, say," coaxed, naked coaxed.

"Husband," Shen Qing replied, his words trembling, and he had a bad premonition.

"Well, it turns out to be my husband. Is it naturally a close family, right?" someone nodded.

"Good, should the family be friendly and helpful?" 6 Jingxing was very thoughtful and tempted, and his affectionate eyes fell on his lover and almost drowned her.

She thought for a while and nodded.

Mr. 6 smiled loudly; "The husband is uncomfortable. As a wife, should you help share the burden? Hum?" This thousand-year-old fox, 6 Jingxing's words fell, and Shen Qing couldn't help but howl in his heart, stretching out his hand to break free, but was restricted even tighter.

run?

Mr. 6 started to make plans from the moment he took off his clothes. How could he run away?

That night, the cloakroom, bedroom, sand, which place is not Mr. 6's battlefield. Under the banner of family friendship and mutual assistance, 6 Jingxing ate Shen Qing so much that he could not even leave any bones.

At night, the rain and rain ended, Shen Qingyang couldn't move in the bed. After eating and drinking, someone was proud of himself. He leaned over and kissed his lover's face and asked with a soft smile, "Do you want to take a shower?" Someone shook his head, without any strength.

"Lying down or lying down?" asked.

"Lying down," his voice was as thin as a mosquito chant. 6 Jingxing smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to put the person on his chest, and his broad palms were pressing and rubbing back and forth between his waist.

"I feel uncomfortable," Mr. 6's heart trembled, as if he was thinking of something, and said softly; "Be good, I still have to take a shower, I burned last night." "Tired," someone replied, throwing out a short word, which shows that the person being squeezed was extremely powerful. "I'll hold you, be good," and said, the man reached out to pick up the bathrobe at the end of the bed, and held his lover in the bathroom with one hand. The white bathrobe was placed on her thin back. The warm water in the bathroom spilled down the man took the bathrobe away. Since he had a child, Mr. 6's ability to take care of people has grown even more.

How to take care of your son, how to serve your wife.

It was no different. After taking a shower in a hurry, Mr. 6 carried his lover back to the bedroom and stuffed him into the bed before turning back into the bathroom. That night, it was all on the streets.

A short woman came out of the 6th Group Building in a gray-blue lady's suit. She stepped on the floor with nude high heels under her feet, making a thud, making a noble sound, and a beige cashmere coat on her hands.

The driver drove the car to the entrance of the building, and the woman opened the door behind her and sat in. Her cold voice sounded; "Pet Shop." Hearing this, the driver drove towards his destination and started the car. Seeing a black Maybach blocked the way for the two of them.

"Miss," the driver called softly.

6 Before Jinyan could recover, he saw a person coming out of the vehicle in front of him. Who was the person who was not his secretary?

"Miss?" the driver called out.

"Regress, leave," the four short words can be finished in one sentence, but 6 Jinyan is divided into two paragraphs.

That night, 6 Jinyan left resolutely and did not meet that person.

He went straight to the pet shop to carry the butterfly out, and the secretary blocked the way and spoke respectfully. "Miss, Mr. Peng said he wanted to see how the butterfly was injured." The winter night was very cold. 6 Jinyan stood in a gray-blue suit in the cold wind, and half of his ankles were exposed outside, so he looked very cold, so he didn't look very good at looking at the person in front of him.

"Tell the Vice President that he still can't die, so he doesn't need to meddle in other people's business," said 6 Jinyan, who held the butterfly and drove away.

The secretary stood there, feeling a little embarrassed, and then reached out and opened the driver's seat door and sat in, "Sir."

After leaving the Presidential Palace, he squatted downstairs of the 6th Centre Group. He waited for three hours before he saw someone coming down, but he disappeared.

I followed the pet shop all the way but was still rejected.

The secretary looked at the arrogant man sitting in the back seat in embarrassment, with a slightly embarrassed expression.

The man was covered in coldness as cold as the winter day outside the window; "Let's go!"

"Yes,, go back to the villa or to the apartment?" the secretary asked, a little confused.

"Villa," the man spoke, his words heavy.

"Then,, who is in the apartment?"

When the man heard this, he glanced at him. The former knew that he was talking a little too much, and hung down, and started the car and headed towards the villa.

Black Maybach went straight towards the presidential palace. Inside the car, 6 Jinyan held the injured butterfly and slowly stroked the soft fur on its body with her slender fingertips, feeling extremely distressed.

Then I thought of the arrogant man in my mind, and I felt sad, and I couldn't find any other words to describe it.

Suddenly, my eyes fell out of the car window, so lonely.

At night, the wind was cold and whistling, whistling like ghosts crying and howling.

It was late at night when I returned to the Presidential Palace.

The next morning, when Shen Qing got up, he saw the butterfly lying on the mat and playing. His eyes narrowed, he looked at it quietly for a while, and then turned around and left.

Still alive.

I thought I would be bitten to death.

She was careless.

Early this morning, 6 Jingxing carried the child downstairs and saw Shen Qing standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window holding a cup. Looking from afar, his back was arrogant and Leng Jie.

6 Jingxing squinted his eyes for a while, perhaps because he noticed the eyes behind him, Shen Qing turned around slowly and bumped into her husband's eyes.

The little guy was yelling in his arms with a toy.

"Awaken?" 6 Jingxing knew that she was asking the little guy, not herself.

"Hug," he reached out and handed the baby to Shen Qing, and took off the cup she held in her palm. He looked down at it, a glass of water, and a mouthful of it did not move.

It was a little cool, enough to see how long she had been standing here. "Do you go to the company today?" 6 Jingxing asked, reaching out to pick up the water from Shen Qing's cup and taking a sip.

Reduce fire.

"Go," he held the little guy and changed his hand; "Fu Ranyan has a dinner party in the evening, are you free?" "It's very important?" Jing Xing asked. Apart from the necessary dinner arranged by the Presidential Palace, most of the time, this man was just unwilling to attend some lengthy and tedious and boring banquets.

There is no effect of benefit at the moment, and secondly, it is a waste of time.

"Not counting," Shen Qing replied, reaching out and pinching the little guy's face.

She asked if there was any time in 6 Jingxing, so she naturally wanted him to go there. 6 Jingxing is very important, so she naturally didn't want to go there.

In this way, Shen Qing didn't say much.

Look, these two people have a delicate heart.

6 Jingxing nodded and turned around with a cup.

When he woke up in the morning, a stream of evil spirits emerged, and Shen Qing was too lazy to go and investigate.

He sat on the sand and played for a while until the servant said that breakfast was ready before he got up and handed the little one to the confinement nanny.

In the dining room, the whole family was there, and 6 Jingxing also had Shen Qing's cup of boiled water that had been cooled almost the same.

"Let go," Seeing this, she reached out to take it, but was stopped by the man's cold voice.

Shen Qing looked at him in confusion, and Jing Xingxun felt that his voice was too stiff, and then said tactfully, "I haven't finished drinking it yet."

Shen Qing pursed her lips, stopped her hands at the right time, put down her cup, lowered her head to have a meal, without saying anything.

Under the table, Su Mu kicked over, who was originally about to kick 6 Jingxing, but kicked 6 Chen and pushed it up. The President's dining movement was not disturbed at all, but instead took the spoon and his faint eyes fell on Su Mu and took a look.

"Have Xu Ze informed you about the mission of visiting S country?" 6 Chen asked, for the first time he talked about business at the dining table of the Presidential Palace early in the morning.

"Yeah," 6. The 6-Scene moves shallowly respond.

"The itinerary between S and South Asia happens to be close together. You will complete the visits to the three countries," said 6 Chen, after he picked up the cup and drank water. His words were so gentle and indifferent, no different from usual. "Is South Asia the itinerary of Minister Wang?" 6 Jing Xingwen was a little surprised.

"You go more intensely," said 6 Chen. The cup was placed on the table, but it was loud and loud, obviously telling 6 Jingxing to terminate the topic. After visiting the Three Kingdoms, his son would call him dad after visiting the Three Kingdoms.

6 Chen is so unhappy when he sees him too much? After breakfast, 6 Chen went directly to the Presidential Palace, but Su Mu called him upstairs with a look and spoke coldly; "What does it mean? The minimum trip to visit the Three Kingdoms is a two-month trip. Are you going to kick Jing Xing out?" "Why are you staying at home? Arguing with your wife?" 6 Chen asked angrily, and then said; "I have no improvement in worrying all day long, but I have made some substantial moves."

What does this mean?

It is obvious that Su Mu is worried all day long and can’t get any results. Isn’t it dislike?

This is naked disgust!

6 Chen's words came to his feet and took them out, leaving Su Mu alone standing in the messy bedroom.

6 Chen, this thousand-year-old fox! He plotted against his son and daughter-in-law and had a set of feelings. In the morning, 6 Jingxing obviously had a bad face, and the presidential palace was filled with sorrow.

Yu Huan came out of the office several times dejected. Xu Han, who was standing guard outside the door, couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw this. The feng shui changed, and finally he was no longer suffering.

"Oh," Xu Han thought, let's save it!

After all, he is a colleague.

Yu Huan looked at him with the documents, looking desperate.

Xu Han said, "I think it's your ninth time this morning, and I've been there once, so I've been together!" Yu Huan glanced at him and turned around and left. At this time, Xu Han said leisurely, "At this moment, no one can do anything except the Crown Princess who can save you." "I'd better be scolded!" Neither of the couple had a good thing. In the office, the man always looked gloomy.

Even looking through the documents in my hand, I seemed to be full of anger.

During a morning conversation, he just asked more questions, and Shen Qing stopped talking. He was very sensible, but the one he loved the least was Shen Qing.

In the afternoon, Fu Ranyan took the time to come to Shen Group and just wanted to give the dress to Shen Qing.

In the evening, Fu Ranyan booked the rooftop of the entire capital. The banquet attended the banquet, and the girls from wealthy families were not lively.

Shen Qing arrived early, and in Fu Ranyan's words, it was rare to have been so active once.

The stores Fu Ranyan opened in the city are all high-end stores, specializing in serving wealthy wives.
To be continued...