Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

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"Mom, I know, you can rest assured. I hate those men who are handsome and have money to attract butterflies."

Ye Hao is vowing to guarantee, so he did not notice behind him...

At this moment, suddenly "Oh," the door, the threshold of the balcony was pushed away.

Ye Weiwen subconsciously turned back and saw that the division was standing tall and slender, and the other was holding a book.

Because she especially missed the date of going out today, don't dress too formal, so the night is cold wearing a simple white shirt, a blue-gray cashmere sweater, and the black hair without any treatment looks very soft.

The man's nose is high, the lip line is clear, the thin lips look thin and absurd, and a pair of cold-like scorpions don't stain the dust. This look looks younger than the usual dress, plus this rejection. The thick abstinence of temperament outside the thousand miles, the lethality is simply...

At this moment, the Secretary of the Night Cold seems to have heard her last sentence, and the deep doubles are inextricably stunned...

As for Ye Hao, he kept his call and stared at the stalwart beauty that he couldn’t catch into his eyes.

Lying in the trough! ! !

Why is the night cold here? Ah!

"Mom, I’m too busy to hung up first, then talk back to you and talk to you!"

Ye Hao quickly hung up the phone, then choked a spit and stuttered in the direction of the night, "You...you, you...how are you in my house?"

The division was stepping on the cold, and then said three words with a blank expression: "The light is good."

Well, the lighting in the balcony of her house is really the best. I often come to the balcony to read a book or take a break for a while.

Nima is too big!

I don't know how much I heard about the night!

Ye Hao glanced at him carefully, then tried to open his mouth. "That... I just called my mom... How much did you hear..."

Secretary night cold: "Not much."

Ye Hao did not worry to ask: "How much is it?"

Si night looked at her quietly, silent for a second, and then repeated: "I hate those men who are handsome and rich and have a bee to attract butterflies..."

Ye Hao silently covers his face...

Your sister...

Sure enough, I heard this sentence...

Ye Hao can only hurry and run up to explain, "That, this is a misunderstanding! The cliff is a misunderstanding, you know, I just said to my parents just listen to it... I like to grow Handsome and rich man everywhere to attract the bee to lead the butterfly! Otherwise it will not be fascinated by you to live!"

The singer’s night light flashes slightly, “Is it a butterfly?”

"Yeah! Am I wrong? Isn't this face enough to attract a bee? Isn't it a lot longer in your own handsomeness?" Ye Hao opened his face seriously and began to make a flattering.

The secretary said that the mouth of the night was not easy to detect, but looking at the look, there was obviously no trace of dissatisfaction.

After a long time, Ye Hao has learned to observe the words. Even if the night is a face, he can see his emotions. He knows that the crisis should be gone, so he let out his breath and continue to shun. "No, no! No matter how rich. No money, handsome, not handsome, it doesn't matter to me, I only like baby, you!"