Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

But he said that his good friend had no feeling at all, but she didn't know whether she should believe it or not.

Even if he didn't plan to enter that room, why did he give Fang Jiayin? When giving it to him, did he ever think about Wen Xuexu?

Therefore, his good news is still special.

So she couldn't let go.

Yan Rusheng's face was also a bit cold, "Wen Xuanxiu, you're arrogant."

He's done that. What else does she want?

Did he really have to kneel there and beg her for a forgiveness in a low voice?

"No woman is unruly, but I never dared before." Xuxu said, laying down his hand against the chest and turning.

She is making things difficult for him now, in the final analysis, it is just a little vanity that women carry from their bones, and wants to prove how patient he is with her.

She spent more than ten years waiting with her, watching her patiently use her limits on other women.

Secret love is her own business and can be humble.

But in love, she wanted to get more of his love, all of her love.

Xu Xu turned and walked, one step ... two steps ... three steps ...

"Wen Xuxue, don't blame me for the broken remote."

There was a sound of anticipation behind her, and she froze and stopped.

Immediately afterwards, there were heavy footsteps from behind, each sounding resolutely.

Xu Xu's lips were bent, a happy smile spread from the corner of her mouth, she took a step back into the room.

She closed the door, and as soon as the door was closed, she glanced at the man in the living room. He was holding the remote control in his hand, facing the TV, and then came the sound of the TV.

She smiled and closed the door.

...

"Snapped"

Xuxue made the bed, changed his clothes, and was about to open the door to go out. There was a sound of slamming something outside.

She trembled a little, and quickly opened the door and rushed out.

I saw that the tall back of the man was gloomy, and his steps had reached the gate.

He reached out to open the door, walked out, and closed the door with a bang.

Xu Xu stood at the door of the room, staring down at the remote control that had been dropped on the ground, and the corners of his mouth sank slowly.

She walked slowly, bent over and squatted down, picking up all the small fragments, small parts, one by one.

Wen Xuxu, his irritable temper has always been like this.

...

Xuxu taxied to the company and it was just after 8:30. In the office of the president, no one except the cleaning aunt who cleaned.

She went to the seat, put down her bag, turned on the computer, then took the water cup and went to the tea room to pour a glass of water back, and she went to her place while drinking.

"Wen Xuxiu, come here."

The president's office door suddenly opened, and the man stood at the door, watching her shout.

Looking at it in surprise, although it was all in white shirts and black suit pants, he was fresh and clean now, obviously not the one he wore to her house in the morning.

She frowned. "What?"

Talking about her stepping back again, she didn't intend to ignore the words and continued to walk to her place.

Yan Yan's tall figure suddenly flashed in front of her like lightning, stopping her, "The quality of your remote control is too bad for me ..."

His voice stopped, his gaze swept around, and he was sure there was no one. Then he continued to speak. The voice was down to the lowest level. "As soon as I touched my knee, it broke."

After that, his handsome face turned slightly red.