Mr. You, Please Dote On Me

"You also said that it was an aunt, or an aunt with a bad brain, what can I do. Free-fee-first-post → [chasing] [book] [help]"

"Keep your identity in the future, I don't want my wife to always be bullied when going out."

"Do you think I'm ashamed ..."

Shi Yao bit his lip, and helplessly spread his hands.

"idiot."

You Ze laughed softly, pulled Shi Yao into her arms, and leaned down to kiss her red lips.

Shi Yao slumped softly in his arms, letting Youze kiss himself, and his little hand that was nowhere to shake shook in the air.

You Ze buried her head in her chest, but for a while, Shi Yao shook into the dreamland.

When I woke up the next day, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning, and thinking of being late again, Shi Yao jumped out of bed in a panic.

"It's over and late, the director will kill me!"

This is the fourth time that Shi Yao has been late this month. Before meeting You Ze, she was always a good performer!

"is it?"

The lazy voice came from behind. Shi Yao turned back in shock, but saw You Ze in pajamas.

"Why are you still at home now?"

"Today is a rest day!"

You Ze smiled with eyes and seemed to be looking at an intellectual disability. Shi Yao sat back on the bed as if he had been released, and his head was silent.

"Say it early, startle me ..."

"Oh, I can take another day off!"

Comfortably rolling on the bed, Shi Yao ignored the Youze and enjoyed the favor of the large bed ... Youze opened the closet and found a white lace dress.

"Is there too little clothes at home? I have to run outside to rent clothes."

Throwing the clothes to Shi Yao, You Ze chose another set of casual clothes for himself.

"Don't I have time to go home ..."

Shi Yao looked at the pure white skirt in her hand. Actually, she didn't turn over the closet at all. She always wore the usual clothes back and forth.

"Get dressed."

"Huh? Want to go out?"

"Ok."

You Ze had changed her clothes, and looked at Shi Yao who was motionless on the bed, anxious and helpless.

"faster."

"I'm going to return my clothes today, but I'm going to lose money ..."

Shi Yao looked around in the room, but couldn't find the suit he rented yesterday.

"The clothes have been returned to the maid for you."

Youze leaned coldly against the closet, faintly speaking.

Afraid of Youze Han's compelling eyes, worried that he was impatient, Shi Yao quickly went to the bathroom to change clothes, and put on a light makeup as quickly as possible.

"is this OK?"

You Ze nodded with satisfaction. He always didn't care about women's makeup, just felt comfortable looking.

"Where are we going?"

Shi Yao inquired casually.

"Don't worry, you'll know when you get there."

Seeing that You Ze was unwilling to say, Shi Yao did not ask, and simply played with his mobile phone.

"The day after tomorrow will be an exam ..."

Shi Yao muttered to himself.

"I believe you."

"Ah?" Shi Yao turned his head and looked at Youze, who was driving seriously.

"I don't want you to help me behind my back. I want to test on my own."

Shi Yao secretly cheered herself up, she was very confident.

You Ze smiled silently and re-examined the division of labor for all employees of the company, he proposed it, in order to create opportunities for Shi Yao to become the cabin chief.

"You think more, I have always been a fair and just person."

"Youze, are you rich?"

Shi Yao suddenly spoke.

"Why do you ask?"

"Yesterday, when the Qin people met you, they immediately changed their attitude. I have never seen anyone in the Qin family whisper such a low voice."

"How much do you think I have?"

Youze turned around and teased Shiyao without revealing traces.

Shi Yao didn't know it, secretly estimated the value of Jiayuan Airlines, and came to a result based on his imagination.

"A billion?"

You Ze nodded thoughtfully, Shi Yao covered her small face in surprise.

"Then I will be Mrs. Kuo!"

You Ze is full of black lines, and once again has a refreshed understanding of Shi Yao's brain circuit.

"Did you know?"

Shi Yao knew that You Ze was a big boss and knew that he was not short of money, but she never thought about touching the money of You's family, and she never thought about this.

You Ze's mouth is slightly raised, thinking whether to tell Shi Yao his true strength and see how she will react when that happens.

When she was young, Shiyao fled with her mother, and she was not clear about a character like You Ze. Unlike Qin Wen, she had been walking among various celebrities since childhood.

"After the Qin family, I should never look down on me again, and dare not bully me."

Shi Yao smiled at herself, You Ze felt a little distressed, and reached out and held her fair palm.

"Mrs. You need not be afraid of anyone."

"Do you know how miserable I was when they were bullied? When they came out of the Qin family, they constantly harassed my mother, saying that my mother was a junior and greedy for money. My mother and I could only move house again and again. But they can be found every time. "

"At that time, I thought, if only I had money, I could protect my mother."

"My mother is not such a person. We used to be poor to pick up the vegetables left by others, and our mother never took a penny from the Qin family."

Shi Yao smiled bitterly and resisted the urge to cry. Fortunately, sometimes the mother resolutely loved, otherwise, Shi Yao couldn't stand it.

"You, don't be too proud. I still know the strength of the Qin family. Although you have a hundred million, you can't go against them."

Shi Yao gently patted You Ze's back of his hand, cuddling.

Although You Ze is rich, the Qin family is richer and more powerful. They can't compare.

"As long as they don't bother my mother ..."

You Ze smiled in cooperation, clenched Shi Yao's hand, and promised heavily.

"Well, I will be humble."

Shi Yao smiled with satisfaction, and the gloomy mood disappeared quickly.

The car was parked outside a clubhouse, and Shi Yao stepped on pink mid-heeled small leather shoes. Some of them were not used to it. You Ze clasped her shoulders skillfully.

"Why do you want me to dress like this?

Shi Yao looked at his feet with a grievance, but felt faint pain.

From small to large, Shi Yao lived as a tomboy. Simple T-shirts and jeans accompanied her throughout her teenage years. Even shoulder-length long hair was gradually retained after graduation.

"Are you upset? Why didn't you say it earlier, I think you liked it last night."

Youze frowned, squatting down and watching Shi Yao's slightly red ankle.

Yesterday she wore a white dress and stepped on high heels, don't have a charm, You Ze thought she liked this style. Shi Yao was a novice.