Boss on top: My wife is too hot

I thought it would be a message from Zhang Bo, even if it was to tell her that I drank too much last night, or a punctuation mark, but there was nothing.

It wasn't Zhang Bo, but Ye Shenghao who deliberately told scary ghost stories on a rainy night.

Unable to guess what Ye Shenghao was thinking, he simply fixed his eyes on the second text message, [I'm so scared that my fingers won't work, I won't reply to the message? 】

"." Immediately, the pupils widened, and three black lines were printed on the face.

Putting one hand on her lips, and slightly biting her nails with her white teeth, Jiang Xiyuan held her breath and tried to calm herself down.

But how can you be calm?

What does it mean to frighten your fingers?

He was the one who was suddenly scary, so why would he have the nerve to show it off here?Is it deliberately looking for a sense of presence?
Sure enough, the indifferent face raised a half-wipe of a joke, full of mischief, and it was hard to make people feel that they cared.

【Sorry to disappoint you. 】Without being polite, he quickly edited a short message and persuaded him to go back.

Knowing that Ye Shenghao couldn't see it, he raised his head arrogantly and refused to admit defeat.

But my back felt cold and my lips were dry, I always felt that something was wrong.

Fortunately, Su Ya doesn't like reading very much. If there is a bookshelf or something at home, maybe Jiang Xiyuan will have to use her imagination again.

In order to eliminate the shadow, Jiang Xiyuan put the phone in her pocket casually, turned around and went to the living room, and saw the bread slices on the table at a glance. Su Ya had already spread jam on the bread, which was Jiang Xiyuan's favorite strawberry flavor.

Holding the note placed close to the side in his hand, the beautiful font is eloquent: Miss, please use it slowly.

With a warm smile, Jiang Xiyuan sat down with her back straight, cut off a small piece with a knife and fork, put it in her mouth, chewed it slowly, and enjoyed the deliciousness.

At this time, the text message rang, and he took it out to look through it. A mouthful of bread was almost stuck in his throat, causing Jiang Xiyuan to thump his chest hard before he calmed down.

Looking at those six words again, it was unbelievable, [It was me who said sorry. 】

Are you sure there is no mistake?

Or the pinyin is wrong, and the typed characters are wrong?
Otherwise, how could someone who has always been cold and arrogant send a special message to apologize?
It was really hard for Jiang Xiyuan to imagine what it would be like to show apology on that frosty face, it must be very funny.

The fingertips holding the phone froze for a moment, and the brain was slightly short-circuited. Could it be that he didn't mean to tease her again?
Thinking about the prank last night, I still have a breath in my chest.

Tapping the thumb quickly on the keyboard, [Mr. Ye is polite, it's just a joke. 】

In less than 2 minutes, I came back, [Miss Jiang really has a lot, next time, I will choose a better story to tell. 】

Choose a good story.
That string of magical words seemed like Ye Shenghao was standing in front of her, provoking those sexy lips with a slight smile.

Jiang Xiyuan was so angry that she immediately closed her eyes.

When I opened it again, my fingertips became dull, trembling slightly, I didn't know what to write.

He wanted to find a word or two of cursing, but only now did he realize that she was so angry that she ran out of words.

Luxurious hall.

Gorgeous chandeliers hang high, and the murals of angels on the dome are lifelike, revealing wealth and tranquility.

Ye Shenghao was wearing a light-colored plaid suit, and was sitting in the window seat of the exhibition hall. His long legs were casually resting on the footstool, giving him a dignified and dignified appearance.

The slender fingertips rubbed the phone screen, with a half-smile on his face, as if he was waiting.

"Tick."

Staring, suddenly, the facial muscles relaxed, and the smile was light and charming.