Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Yan Qingsi walked down the stone paved path all the way down, she lowered her head, the sun was too big, her exposed skin was hurting, as if she could explode.

Her head was swollen, dizzy, and she shook a little while walking.

Yan Qingsi was thinking about something.

Damn, I ’m down. How can I go back? Is it necessary to walk back on two legs?

But if I wait here, I feel a bit shameful.

Yan Qing was dizzy and thought, suddenly hit something, she was more dizzy, and said to herself, "I remember there is no tree here?"

She shook it a few times, trying to fall, and was held by a pair of powerful arms.

Then I heard a cold voice, ringing in my ear: "Yan Qingsi, I said, don't you have a brain?"

Yan Qingsi froze for a moment and looked up: "You ..."

The person in front of me appeared with two heads, and it felt like drinking two or two more drinks. Yan Qingsi shook her head and asked, "Why are you here?"

Yue Tingfeng didn't answer her, looked at her disgustingly, and swept her from head to toe. "You see you are dirty now, I'm too lazy to touch you."

Talking and holding people up.

Yan Qingsi's hair was messy, and her face was sweaty. Although the makeup on the eyes was wiped away by Yu Yan, the mouth on the lips, the foundation on the face, oh ... whatever I saw.

The clothes on her body were sweaty, and her face and arms exposed were all red, so she didn't see any beauty.

The more I heard holding Yan Qingsi, the more I felt like holding a fireball.

He saw the shoes kicked off by Yan Qingsi and gnawed his feet again, biting his teeth and said, "Are you Yan Qingsi stunned recently, and you want to eat teppanyaki, or teppanyaki, you tell me, I still Are you stuttering? "

"Shut up, I'm dizzy." Yan Qingsi said, reaching out and covering Yue Tingfeng's mouth, and Yue Tingfeng's voice was buzzing in her ears, and she felt the brain beating suddenly and hurting.

Yue Tingfeng ...

He quickly walked two steps and shoved Yan Qingsi into the car. He wiped his mouth disgustingly, "Rely ... it's so dirty, and you still have mud on your hands?"

Yan Qingsi's hands were a little dirty. When she was holding the dandelion, the soil on the roots got on her hands.

The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and Yan Qingsi was a bit comfortable.

She ignored Yue and listened to the wind, leaning on the seat with her eyes closed, feeling that she was finally alive.

Suddenly, her face was cold, and her eyes opened a thin slit. She saw Yue Tingfeng holding a wet wipe and was wiping her face.

Yan Qingsi felt that the hot heart that had been tanned by the sun gradually felt a coolness, and her head didn't seem to hurt so much. Her head slid down and fell to Yue Tingfeng's palm and dragged him.

Yue Tingfeng pinched his face a little, dropped the wipes and pulled out another one, wiping Yan Qingsi's face again.

The fierce babble said: "Don't mess around, you see you are dirty, you have to scratch my clothes, go back and wash me, what shoes do you take off, your feet are not hot, not your luck, but your skin thickness . "

Yan Qingsi pinched her mouth and said, "Oh, your feet hurt. You look so frothy. You don't hurt me, you are so fierce."

Seeing Yue listening to the wind, the stone blocked by Yan Qingsi's heart slowly became smaller.

She has found a new sustenance, but ...

Yue heard the wind, stopped her hand, and looked down at her feet. "What kind of goods are you wearing? Let me see, is it serious?"