Chapter 12

Bai Su, who came back at six o'clock, thought she would see the little guy she was thinking about at the dining table. Unexpectedly, he only saw Zhou Xincheng spread out the newspaper and sitting on the main seat, and the steaming dishes were brought out by the aunt.

Bai Su's heart skipped a beat. She had a premonition that Chen Nianxi should have returned to school, but she didn't give up and asked with a smile.

Why are you the only one?

The kids all went to school.

oh.Bai Su responded coldly.

My heart was filled with passion and was extremely disappointed. I turned around and walked upstairs, no longer wanting to stay at this house, and planned to change my clothes and go out.

Didn't you say you'd come back later?Zhou Xincheng stopped his wife who was walking to the stairs.

Bai Su went up a ladder and turned back.

Mrs. Yi said she didn’t want to play anymore, and I felt bored, so I came back.

After saying that, he went upstairs directly and went upstairs with a slim figure swaying by.

Bai Su changed his clothes and got off, wearing a hip-covered skirt, carrying a small bag, and long hair draped over his shoulders. He left a faint fragrance everywhere he passed by.

Su, where are you going?

This look was completely different from the one who came down to have a meal. Zhou Xincheng's eyes, pressing under his thick eyebrows, became dark.

There is still a game with Nana and the others in the evening. Wang Shan returned to China and made an appointment to play mahjong for a while to reminisce about the past.

She plucked her hair on her temples, and a smile piled on her face.

Run out all day long.

Zhou Xincheng's tone was helpless. His beautiful wife was an unrestrained little wild horse and was still at the age of playing.

The sharp lips curled up and smiled, and the dark joke in the fox's eyes became stronger and stronger. He twisted his waist and raised his hips, and he grew lotus step by step. He leaned against the dining table at will, which was a visual feast.

I've said that I'm going to be your secretary, we can get together every day, but you don't agree.

The more you talk nonsense, the more you talk, the more you lose.

He rolled the newspaper and patted the woman's wrist like a bright moon.

Bai Su smiled aside, took a green green belt from the fruit plate, stuffed it into her husband's mouth, and said something likable.

Before she could stay at home for a while, a phone call came in and urged her to go out quickly.

I'm leaving.

Don't play too late.

Zhou Xincheng smiled helplessly. Although he wanted Bai Su to stay, he still let her go. He sat alone on the wide dining table, facing the rich dishes, loneliness flashed across his not-young face.

As soon as he left the door, Bai Su's face changed, and Xianyan's smiling face suddenly collapsed, became cold and heavy.

She hurried back because she wanted to see the little guy again and make an appointment with the little guy to go out, but she didn't expect that Zhou Sheng had already sent her back. It was really hateful.

He swung the bag to the passenger seat and probably hit somewhere. The overly violent movement made the fragile lambskin cut a hideous hole.

Zhang Lina crossed her legs, with cigarettes between her slender fingers, and the half-full wine glasses on the table were printed with lip marks. She slapped her fluffy slippers and her red lips vomited smoke.

Didn’t you say you would go to the hot spring with the director’s wife?Why did you come back so early?

The helicopter was not fast.

He kicked off the high heels on his feet willfully, pointed his slender hand at the wine on the table, and the staff serving him immediately half-kneeled and poured wine for her.

Then he bent his waist, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, respectfully put the expensive high heels that were not cherished aside and put them in comfortable plush slippers for his noble guests.

After careful training and severe punishment, the staff of high-end clubs are puppets whose mouths are welded to death and their eyes are cut off, so you can say something boldly here.

Mrs. Yi took a hot spring for a while and had another spa. A phone call told her that there were unclean people around Director Yi. Mrs. Yi's face changed drastically and she immediately said that she was going back, so I came back with Mrs. Yi.

Bai Su put a wine glass into the sofa, half-squinted her eyes, and the demonic aura made the person opposite her stunned for a moment.

Zhang Lina quickly noticed and hurriedly pulled her gaze away, but fell on her red lips, which were covered with wine, rich and full.

She seemed to be pricked by the thorns on the overly bright red rose, her pupils shrank quickly, and she almost looked away in a embarrassing manner.

She used her eyes to signal the waiter to add wine to Bai Su's empty wine glass, and approached Bai Su a little, and was almost touching Bai Su's body, with a pandering smile on her face.

Have you caught it? Missionary, isn’t it said that Director Yi and a woman have been dying for a long time? Mrs. Yi must not be in a hurry.

The light golden wine rolled into the wine glass, complementing the low-key but luxurious spacious room everywhere. The waiter with a white shirt and black vest seemed to have been smoothed up, standing respectfully on one side, as if he wanted to blend with the weaker shadow on the ground.

Not clear about the details.

Bai Su licked the wine at the corner of her lips, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

Why do you feel that you are not in a good mood today? Are you unhappy when you go out with Mrs. Yi and the others?

Zhang Lina and Bai Su touched the glass gently, and a crisp sound came from the wine glass.

Not...

She was unhappy because whenever she saw the little thing she was thinking about when she went home, Bai Su looked even more tired when she thought of Chen Nianxi. She pinched her forehead and fell into deep thought.

Her eyes became distant and blurred, and the faint starlight flashed in her eyes.

She raised her head and took a sip of wine, and she was a little anxious. She suddenly had two faint blush on her cheeks. The fox eyes with enchanting lines were even more moist, like the wet rose in the morning, which was extremely beautiful and gave birth to some fresh and charming.

Zhang Lina took a breath inexplicably, pursed her lips, and her eyes flashed, becoming hot and focused, wishing she could lick those beautiful eyes.

Let’s not talk about it, get some people, it’s a little tender and clean.