President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

"Pure friendship?" Xia Cheng repeated in surprise.

This kind of behavior only exists in the period when teenagers and girls are still ignorant of feelings.

In the adult world, especially in her fast-paced life, if someone tells them that they want to have a pure relationship, they will probably laugh so much that they can’t close their mouths, thinking that this person is seriously ill. .

However, looking at the boy's clear and innocent eyes, she had the terrible idea of ​​going out and talking with him.

A look in your eyes, touching your fingers, and the image of your heart beating wildly, is really tempting.

Is her heart old and beginning to love innocence, or is her heart still young and has always been expecting love?

However, no matter which kind, this kind of beauty can only exist in the imagination, right? People who have tasted food and delicacies, can they say that they change their sex?

"Hmm, dare you?" Su Zhan looked at her seriously, and dropped the battle book.

Xia Cheng squinted at him: "I have something that I dare not dare to, but to make it clear, I am only satisfied with you, and I don't like you, and you can't just casually confirm that I am your muse, nor To the point where I have to."

"So, we can't call it a relationship, it can be called a trying relationship."

"Okay." Su Zhan should be anxious, although the boyfriend's name is gone, somehow he got the identity of a quasi-boyfriend.

Su Zhan sighed a bit of resentment in his heart, and the expression on his face was obedient: "Orange, I think we are going to sign?"

"Huh? Why do you need to sign, afraid that I won't regret it?"

"Where, in view of the inexplicable end of the last time, I think we have to have a constraint. If I make a mistake and overstep it, you can take my bet and ask me trouble, right?"

Xia Cheng thought about it, it was really such a thing. While saying "makes sense", he pulled the seat belt and fastened it: "Go, go write the contract."

Su Zhan started the car again, and Xia Cheng only noticed the car.

She looked around in the car and looked at Su Zhan suspiciously: "This is your car?"

Why do you look familiar?

"My boss." Su Zhan replied hesitantly.

He was a little worried. Xia Cheng would not be angry if he knew that he was working in the company of her good friend husband? Especially he deliberately concealed it before.

"Oh, I said why you are still driving a luxury car, don't be a hidden rich second-generation." Xia Cheng retracted her gaze and leaned into the seat. Her familiarity is probably not seen on the street once. Surprisingly, she is not interested in cars, so she can drive as much as she can.

"Do I think I am like the rich second generation?" Su Zhan asked casually.

Xia Cheng answered casually: "Which rich second generation who learned to cook with his mother from a young age still works by himself."

The legendary motivated and sensible rich second generation exists in the legend. How many children from wealthy families she met in her school, she did not encounter less after work. Those who are not learning and skillful, of course, also have good grades and abilities. Strong.

But no matter what kind, they all have a common problem, and they don't know how to do housework.

When she arrived at Xia Cheng's house, Xia Cheng pulled out the pair of slippers wrapped in trash bags from the bottom of the shoe cabinet and put them in front of Su Zhan: "Then, your shoes."

Then he ignored the stunned boy, rushed to the study, took out a pen and two blank papers.

Xia Cheng lay on the coffee table, swiped a lot, and then pushed to Su Zhan: "Look, if there is anything that needs to be added."

Su Zhan's eyes fell on the contract and raised her eyebrows slightly. She added the validity period of three months.

The next one is, I cannot sleep in my bed without permission.

I have to call my sister outside and call myself a younger brother. The name doesn’t need to be changed. If someone asks, I’ll say that I follow my father’s surname and you follow my mother’s surname.

There should be no intimacy outside the bed.

Our affairs must be kept confidential. If we deliberately tell a third party, the contract will be invalidated.

Try not to have ambiguities with other women while you are dating. Of course, it also applies to me.

"I listen to you." Su Zhan picked up the brush and signed his name.

So refreshing? This is all based on her request.

Xia Cheng thought for a while, and said, "Although we are trying to communicate with each other, there is a word difference, but I am an honest person. Since I agreed, I have to give you a chance, right?"

"Yes, yes." Su Zhan nodded in satisfaction.

Xia Cheng continued: "Because I am very busy at work, I cannot cooperate with you to do something to understand each other. You are allowed to move in. However, I only have one utility room here. I can clean it up. It should be better than you are now. It’s better to live there."

Su Zhan's eyes lit up: "Okay, I will move in tomorrow, thank you Orange."

This child is really not easy.

When her brother was his age, he had just graduated from college and was still eating and mixing at home. Now he still depends on his family. However, Su Zhan works and lives on his own, and living conditions are not good.

From now on, if she can help, please help him.

Xia Cheng glanced at him, got up and walked towards the bedroom without a word. Su Zhan almost thought she wanted to go back, and stood up anxiously.

Who knows, Xia Cheng came out with a bag of neatly folded clothes and handed it to him: "It's too late today. If you don't want to go back, you can sleep on the sofa. Now, this is your clothes and toiletries. They are all in it."

"You didn't lose it." Su Zhan took it over in surprise.

When he came in, he was already very happy watching her take out the slippers. He didn't expect that she still kept his clothes and even the toiletries.

Does this mean that in her heart, he still has a certain position?

"Too busy, I don't have time to throw it away, I'm sleepy, go wash and sleep, whatever you want." Xia Cheng didn't know how to drip, feeling a little hot on her face, but she clearly didn't have any shy thoughts.

The next day, Xia Cheng woke up under the deadly chain of her phone.

She rubbed her aching head and touched the phone from the bed table: "Hey."

Bai Wenjian’s chuckle came from the handset of the phone: "Have you gotten up yet? I was afraid that you would be late to bed, so I called you. I was going to take you home last night, but your brother gave you away. Okay?"

From her brother?

Xia Cheng froze for a moment. Last night’s things flashed through her mind like a fast-forward movie. She said "Ah" and turned up from the bed, saying: "Thank Mr. Bai, otherwise I would really be late. No more, let me wash."

She hung up the phone and rushed to the living room.

There was no one on the sofa in the living room, and it was not as clean and tidy as if someone had slept.

So, did Su Zhan slept here last night, or did he not sleep?

Xia Cheng's gaze fell on the contract on the coffee table, her eyes sluggish, and she went to pick it up.

She wrote the terms of the contract. There are pictures in her mind, and the handwriting is also hers, but she is very puzzled, why did she really agree to Su Zhan, and even took the initiative to write this complete?

It's too unreliable, why don't you try to come and go, you want him to live in.

Is she because he is obsessed with her body that she doesn't want to go with him? No, it's age!

She must have had an abnormal brain last night and was actually taken into the pit.

This contract is uncountable.

Xia Cheng frowned, planning to tear up the contract.

Anyway, I signed such a copy, and if I tore it off, there would be no proof.

She just put her hands on the paper, but suddenly found a row of words written on the reverse...

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