Husband, Please Stop Flirting

At this time, the wind downstairs trembled clearly and violently, and what was being said stopped.

"Bitch, do you know all that?"

The producer has itched all over.

Hearing the sound, the wind clearly returned to his mind, and his stunned face paused for a moment. Then he smiled and said, "just try."

Getting rid of the producer, Feng ChuChu trudged out of the set.

The scorching sun outside the door is warm, but it can't shine into the wind. It's clear and cold, stinging my heart.

The mobile phone rings again. It's Si Yeqing.

Take a deep breath to regulate your mood, and speak again with clear wind. Your tone is as usual.

"Hello!"

"At eight o'clock in the evening, the lafiser family banquet."

The night engine on the phone was cold to the bone marrow.

The wind frowned and hesitated: "I have something to do at night.".

In the evening, she had planned to go to the hospital to see her mother. By the way, she had to discuss the details of the operation and follow-up maintenance.

But now

"The wind is clear. I don't want my pocket money this month?"

For the hesitation of the wind, Si Yeqing's tone was strange and deep.

The wind is clear and helpless.

Then bowed his head and changed his tone.

"Oh, my husband is still so serious, but I like it. I'll dress up in the evening. What dress does my husband like?"

She was so clever on the phone.

In the car not far away, a man's eyes are cold and can kill.

Sure enough, you can do anything for money.

Of course, of course, Feng ChuChu did it for money. How thick Si Ye's waist is!

One month's pocket money is quite considerable, and there is no reason to refuse.

Besides, how many people can compete with Si Yeqing?

Even if there is, it does not include the wind.

Inside Raphael Castle

The cadence of the piano pushed the banquet to the climax. The membership system made the people here either rich or expensive, and the people with high status were as elegant as aristocrats.

At this time, a luxury car passed in front of the door and the waiter came forward to meet him.

The wind came down from the car, looked at the antique buildings, shook his head and sighed.

She really doesn't understand the life of rich people,

A group of people lingered through the banquet, but it was just a conspiracy in the business field that made it so high-end and irritating.

Her black fishtail skirt is noble and elegant, and her shoulders are half exposed, with just the right style

Neither rigid nor frivolous.

She has always been very measured as Mrs. Si.

The party was in full swing. Some popular singers were singing operas, some were intoxicated, and some people were looking for prey without distractions.

The wind is clear, no wonder.

"Please."

The waiter led her to Si Yeqing.

Three or four side-by-side sofas are full of people. Su CuO holds his mobile phone, smiles, and can indulge in girls.

Wen Ziheng is cool and cold. He doesn't like the clear wind better than Si Yeqing.

The real focus is Si Yeqing, with champagne in his hand and whispering with the deer.

"Really?"

Si Yeqing's tone is tender.

"Yes!"

The deer is shallow and angry.

The man's dark pupil is slightly clear, cool and thorough, with deep meaning.

She is Mrs. Si, and there are other women sitting next to Si Yeqing.

What a slap in the face.

But she doesn't care.

The willow eyebrow was slightly picked. She reached out and hooked the champagne on the waiter's hand, ready to sit down.

At the high-end banquet, only the servants are standing.

"Get out!"

Wen Ziheng is cold and heartless.

He disdains sitting with a piece of rubbish.

Feng ChuChu smiles politely.

If it weren't for this position, the dog would want to sit with you.

"The red wine of Raphael castle is world-famous. Let's try it together?"

Su CuO was clear to the wind and spoke calmly and gently.

"OK"

Feng ChuChu was also happy and walked past with steps.

The gurgling red wine fell into the cup and there was already a place on the sofa.

The wind sat down clearly, his head was burning, but his eyes were empty.

Men have men's fun. A pair of poker is enough for them to spend money like dirt. Fortunately, they are all dirt families and don't care about the money on the card table.

"Hey, hey! Don't do this!"

The deer made a quick noise, holding Si Yeqing's arm in his small hand.

The man's fundus flashed dark, the feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and brought a smile from the corners of his mouth. In the blink of an eye, he held the tenderness between his eyebrows.

"OK! Listen to you!"

Si Yeqing stretched out his hand to hold the woman's hand, full of spoil.

Cut!

The wind was clear and silent, and the old trick was not bothered to play every day. Wen Ziheng saw it before his eyes fell.

Wenziheng has been tired of being abandoned by his cold eyes.

Feng ChuChu takes a deep breath and wants to laugh. What is it!

She can't afford to hide. She can't bear to see people show their love and wine. Can't she pretend to be blind?

She's a good Minesweeper on her cell phone.

In the past, my family was poor and there was only one game on my mobile phone.

Three and four!

"Good!"

The wind screamed clearly.

Another record.

The air was suddenly cold, and goose bumps on her exposed shoulders.

Si Yeqing's face was covered with frost.

It's cold and hard.

The faces of the people around him are different. Wen Ziheng looks like he doesn't care when you laugh at me. Su CuO is smiling and has some helplessness, while Lu is shallow and has no bottom in a pair of soft eyes.

"Buzz!"

The mobile phone vibrated, the wind smiled and said, "you play, I'll answer the phone."

Out of the banquet hall, they hid on the terrace to watch the moonlight. Qionghua Jiaojie covered the earth with a layer of gauze and built a neat flower bed, like a paradise lost in a dream.

"Where are you?"

On the phone, the producer's patience was exhausted and he was almost shouting.

"At the party!"

Feng ChuChu admits frankly.

"You..." the producer was going crazy. He booked a hotel and bought fun. As a result, he was stood up.

He even ate Weige well.

"I can't help it. Si Yeqing called me."

Feng ChuChu muttered that he was wronged and said, "you are all big people. I'm just a little woman. If you really want me to accompany you, why don't you tell Si Yeqing?"

“……”

There was silence on the phone. The producer was not a fool.

Who dares to offend Si Yeqing?

"When will you be back?"

The producer was angry.

"I don't know. Maybe I don't have to go back in the future."

The wind clearly suggests that the producer Si Yeqing wants to wrap her. If the producer really dares to fight with Si Yeqing, she doesn't care!

"You bitch."

The producer vented his anger against the wind and hung up.

"Scolded again! Hey!"

The wind is clear and smiles brightly.

The night breeze was cool and blew away her hair. She was about to tidy up. Suddenly someone spoke behind her.

"You enjoyed it."

Su CuO's jokes are undisguised. It's a good means to block the hidden rules with Si Yeqing.

The wind was still smiling, and a delicate little face had aura in the moonlight.

"Or? I'll cry for you?"

She speaks freely.

"That's right!"

Su CuO agreed. He paused and said, "did you really try director Wang's play?"

The water in the performing arts circle is turbid, and director Wang's reputation is even more turbid. Everyone knows his means of selecting actors.

The wind clearly lifted the broken hair in his ears, the smile in the corners of his mouth was a little shallow, and the fundus of his eyes was as deep and bright as the spring water in the mountains that had not been contaminated with turbidity.