Muyazhe said slowly: "God thinks you should be loved, so you meet me. God also thought that I was too comfortable, so I met you, and I was quarreled, quarreled and annoyed by you all day. "

She suddenly laughed, "are you kidding children?"

"Yes, are you not a child?"

Cloud poem a face black line, "of course I am not! I'm already a mother. "

"But in my eyes, you are just a child."

"Hello, muyazhe..."

Yun Shishi turns his head discontentedly. Before his voice falls, a piece of fire sticks to her lips. He kisses softly, but he kisses quietly, not as wild and domineering as before. She stared in amazement, blinked in amazement, her eyelashes crossed his eyelids, interwoven with his eyelashes.

Yunshishi slightly twisted her eyebrows, raised her eyes, and took a deep bite on her lips. "How can you kiss her? How can you open your eyes so wide?"

Cloud poetry swallowed in a low voice, pretending to be calm and saying, "my eyes are naturally big, and they are also big if I don't open them."

"So, do you have to twist the meaning of your words?"

Yun Shishi chuckled, smacked his lips, and made a very generous look. He said with a smile, "OK! Then even if I suffer a little bit! Come back! "

So she closed her eyes and pouted mischievously. Her eyelids could not help but open a slit, which was a bit funny.

Muyazhe's eyes were lashed hard. Why is it so easy to destroy the good atmosphere when it comes to her?

He really wanted to slap her in the face.

So he gave her a cursory finger and said, "wash your bowl!"

After that, Moya turns around. Behind him, there was a giggle of cloud poetry, "ha ha! You're shy! Ha ha! "

He coolly turned his head and glanced at her, and saw that yunshishi was so devoted that he twisted his buttocks and spat his tongue at him.

When she turned her face, the corner of her lips could no longer restrain her doting smile.

He went to the balcony and made a phone call.

This is a call to Du Boxiong.

Just then, in the gap between the noodles cooked by yunshishi, he asked people to send him Du Boxiong's number.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

Then, at that end came the confused voice of Du Boxiong: "who?"

"President Du."

"Who are you?" Du Boxiong asked doubtfully

"Muyazhe." He's a liar to himself.

But he was stunned for a long time, then he was surprised and said: "ah It's Mr. Mu! "

Du Boxiong woke up in a moment. At first, he was a little skeptical. What a distinguished person is this mu Yazhe? How can I call him in the middle of the night?!

He was flattered and smiled: "Mr. mu, what can I do for you to call Mr. Du himself? He is really scared!"

Yunshishi washed the bowl and walked out. When he saw muyazhe standing on the balcony and calling, he didn't bother him. After taking a bath in the bathroom, he lay comfortably on the bed.

On the other side, he stood on the balcony, facing the evening wind, but did not open his mouth for a long time.

At the other end of the phone, Du Boxiong held his mobile phone and saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time. He was ecstatic at first, but now he was frightened and his mind was constantly changing.

If he was standing in front of muyazhe and saw the man's expression at the moment, he would be more frightened.