good morning little wife

Chapter 115 How about we try it in the office (4)
"Young Mistress." The servant greeted her when she came down.

Guan Yurao turned her head when she heard the address, and after meeting her eyes, a smile appeared on the corners of her lips.She didn't seem surprised to see her future daughter-in-law coming down the stairs early in the morning. It should be that the servant had already reported it in advance.

"Mom." Sheng Xia called and sat over.

"A cup of lemon tea?" Guan Yurao asked.

"I'll do it myself." Sheng Xia took a cup and poured some for herself.

The two didn't talk much, but it wasn't an awkward moment. They just held a cup of lemon-scented tea and looked at the morning garden of the old house. There was a thin mist in the morning in the mountains, and the garden was like a fairyland.Occasionally chat a few words about homework, the whole villa is very quiet but not deserted.

When it was time to serve dinner, the kitchen had already been prepared. Aunt Fang came over and asked, "Ma'am, young mistress is serving dinner."

Guan Yurao nodded slightly, and then led Sheng Xia to the restaurant.

Yan Yi would not get up after sleeping in late every morning, so there were still only their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law at the dining table.In the middle of the meal, Sheng Xia thought about it and asked tentatively, "Mom, can I stay in the old house for two days?"

Guan Yuluo raised her head and looked at her when she heard the words. She just watched, without any inquiry or surprise, but she still asked, "Did you quarrel?"

"Probably." Sheng Xia admitted generously, because she knew that Guan Yurao would not favor Yan Jue like other mothers-in-law.

Don't ask why, intuition!

Guan Yurao took the napkin and lightly pressed the corner of her mouth, and when she put it down, she readily agreed: "Okay, then stay here with peace of mind."

Sometimes Yan Zhenghong only came back once every two weeks, and he didn't even come back for several months when he was busy. Yan Yi's job was sometimes on night shift for half a month, and the villa was too quiet.It's rare that Sheng Xia is willing to come here, no matter what her thoughts are, as long as she can touch her son's heart.

With her promise, Sheng Xia felt at ease, and drove straight to Sheng's after breakfast.The red Ferrari trot stopped in the exclusive parking space of the underground parking lot, and then took the elevator to the top floor.

"Miss Sheng." The secretary came up to meet her, but her expression was a little hesitant to speak.

"What's the matter?" Sheng Xia asked and opened the door, only to see a tall and straight one leaning on her desk, at this time Wen Yan raised her head - Yan Jue.

She was startled.

Yan Jue has obviously been here for a while, and is waiting for her.

"Surprise?" he asked.But Shengxia looked at Yan Jue who was walking towards her step by step, and his first reaction was to run away, but Yan Jue stretched out his hand, and closed the door of the office with a bang in front of the secretary, and blocked the door. her way.

The door panel trembled and almost hit the tip of her nose, but it was not as good as his arms supporting the door panel to wrap her in, pressing down, the body temperature was baking her back through the thin fabric, and asked: "Where else do you want to go?"

Sheng Xia was about to struggle, but he was wrapped around her waist, and the other hand pinched her chin and turned to him.The fury of last night was no longer in his eyes, and evil was poured out from his beautiful eyebrows, which made his facial features even more bewildering and enchanting.

"Hmm..." Her lips were blocked, and as she was struggling, the door panel naturally made a strange sound.The secretary stood there uncertainly, one could imagine what she and the employees outside would think of her and Yan Jue.

"Yan Jue—" she was finally let go, she screamed in embarrassment, but felt his hand touch the invisible zipper of her narrow skirt, and she couldn't help but froze.

"Say, how about we try it in the office?" He asked next to her ear.

The black professional suit worn in midsummer today, with white lining, her figure is already thin, and her waist is even more cramped.

(End of this chapter)