Don’t Annoy Me, My Ex-Husband!

Thinking of his son, Pei Anzhi's sense of expectation that had just floated in his heart instantly fell to the bottom.

Son is not good, daughter is good!

Ye Susu was annoyed by Pei Anzhi's attitude that he didn't like his son, so he bent over and picked up the bath towel that fell on the floor, turned and raised his foot and walked towards the bed.

Pei Anzhi had a bad heart, knowing that Ye Susu was annoyed by her attitude just now, so she took Ye Susu's hand and hugged her directly onto the bed.

"Why? Don't you want a son?"

Pei Anzhi leaned over and kissed her lips, "But I think my daughter is pretty good!"

Ye Susu pursed his lips, held back a smile, and looked at Pei Anzhi.

"But you can't ask for it now, you have to go to the hospital to check your body first, then don't do it now..."

With that, Pei Anzhi tore off her bath towel again.

Just when I was about to kiss, a loud noise came into the ears of the two people.

Pei Anzhi frowned and didn't intend to bother.

But Ye Susu's expression changed a little, pushing Pei Anzhi away.

"what happened?"

Ye Susu looked at the doorway and listened for two more seconds with his ears sideways. He hurriedly bent over to pick up the clothes that had been scattered on the ground before, and put on the clothes randomly.

Pei Anzhi frowned, hearing the louder and louder voice outside, a dark light flashed across his dark long eyes.

After that, he didn't stop Ye Susu's actions anymore, he also sat up from the bed and began to organize his clothes.

The handsome face was gloomy.

I don't know if it was the sudden noise that affected my mood, or it was because of the interrupted love-thing, or maybe it was because of something else.

Ye Susu quickly dressed her clothes neatly, spread out the half-dry hair and scratched it casually, and hurried out.

When the door was opened, the person standing at the door was startled, and Ye Susu was also startled.

The person looked at Ye Susu's eyes, and when he scanned the exposed neck of her, there was an ambiguity in his eyes.

Ye Susu looked at the people in almost half of the corridor in front of him, and his brows became tighter.

There was no time to think about it, and the woman who didn't care about the camera hanging in front of her chest asked, "Why so many people, who allowed you to come here?"

The woman smiled, and the camera she was holding secretly pressed the shutter at Ye Susu.

There was no sound, no flashing light, and Ye Susu did not notice. She saw the female reporter pull out a business card from her pocket and handed it to Ye Susu.

"Hello, Mrs. Pei, I'm a reporter from Kyoto Tianyu Newspaper! Hu He."

Ye Susu took it, glanced at the business card meaningfully, then put it in the palm of his hand, looked up at the reporter, gently curled his lips, and pulled out a smile.

Although I don't have the heart to deal with her now, as the manager of Pei's public relations department, I know that offending reporters is equivalent to causing trouble for Pei's. Although it is not very difficult to deal with, it is not guilty if you can't.

But now, she does not have so much patience.

"I know you are reporters. What I asked is, why are you all here? I think you should know that you can't show up here without a special greeting from the hotel."

Ye Susu didn't intend to hide anything. After all, everyone in Kyoto knows that all hotels under Pei’s family are prohibited from entering and exiting anyone who violates guest privacy, especially journalists.