My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Lenghao reached out and touched the mobile phone, and then pressed the key, "Hey ..."

His voice was hoarse and obscure.

"Hey, brother, where are you now?" Leng Zhiyu's soft voice passed over.

Leng Hao's complexion was a bit soft. For the past four years, the only thing that was worthy of rejoicing and happiness was that his sister had returned safely.

"I'm in the office ..."

"Brother, why are you still in the office? Xiao Si Leng is standing at the door waiting for you for a long time. Today is Si Ling's 4th birthday, don't you forget?"

Leng Hao immediately got up from the sofa, "Sorry, I'll rush over now."

He went to get the coat on the sofa.

"Brother!" Leng Zhijie stopped him. "I went to the street with Si Leng early this morning and happened to meet Xiao Tao. Si Leng dragged Xiao Tao and just let this beautiful sister give him a birthday. Xiao Tao is now Here I am, this opportunity is rare. "

Leng Hao stayed a while, then slowly raised his lips, "Thank you for thinking cold for me."

This little ghost is fine.

"Uh, brother, come here quickly."

...

Zhou Family Villa.

The servant opened the door and Lenghao walked in.

"Brother, are you here?" Zhou Yao greeted him.

"Well." Lenghao nodded, then looked forward.

Zhou Silian's little pot friend was holding Ye Xiaotao's hand, and he exclaimed, "Wow, pretty sister, you draw fast, but ... what are you drawing?"

Ye Xiaotao wore a dark green short pullover today, with black slim pants underneath and a white scarf around her neck. She was pretty young. She held chalk in her hand on the drawing board, and she could not see what she was painting. what.

"Okay," she put down her brush, and looked at Zhou Siliang's Xiaopenyou with a playful smile. "Si Leng, come and blow on the drawing board to know what I'm painting."

"Really?" Zhou SiLeng gasped at the drawing board immediately.

The colored chalk ash on the drawing board was scattered in the air, and a human figure appeared on the drawing board. It was Zhou Siliang's little pot friend who turned into an Ultraman, holding a weapon in his hand.

"Oh, mygod," Zhou Siliang's little pot friend opened his mouth wide, and he looked at Ye Xiaotao admirably. "Pretty sister, I admire you so much. Your painting is like a trick, so surprising! "

Ye Xiaotao loved and touched the head of Zhou Siliang's little pot friend, "Do you like it? My sister doesn't know that it is Si Leng's birthday, so she didn't prepare a gift. Is this your sister's birthday gift?"

"Okay, okay." Zhou Silian Xiaopenyou danced joyfully, at this moment he turned around and saw Lenghao standing by the door, "Well!" He rushed forward happily.

Ye Xiaotao turned around, and Zhou Silian's little pot friend had embraced Lenghao's thigh passionately. Leng Hao rubbed the little pot friend's Ufa, then looked up at her.

Looking at each other, Ye Xiaotao was stagnation because Leng Hao had an extra wound on his cheek. The wound was about five centimeters. A delicate and handsome man like him, this wound somewhat destroyed his beauty.

What's up with him?

Yesterday she saw him fine.

"Well, what's wrong with your face?" Zhou Siliang Xiaopenyou asked, looking up at his head.

"It's all right," Lenghao glanced at Zhou Silian, and then looked at Ye Xiaotao, his voice was very dumb, "I accidentally cut it yesterday."