Qi Ye took the paper to wipe his nose bleeding. After that, he was a noble man. However, the look that swept over from time to time gave Ye Weilan a creepy illusion, as if she was not wearing any clothes.

It turns out that expecting men to be not rogue is all delusion.

Qi Ye's eyes fell on her chest and said slowly: "Lan, you are developing so well..."

She looks very slim, but she is very material in the areas where she should grow.

Miss Ye covered her chest and stepped back, her face flushed.

Qi Ye moved manually and made a very strange move. He was like a person who gave birth to a face that charmed all living beings. He was elegant and cold. Any movement he did was made with a sense of elegance, but at this moment...

Ye Weilan took a breath, Buddha blessed him, don’t be what she thought...

"I can't cover up a slap..."

Ye Weilan rushed over to cover his mouth. His movements were too big and he pulled the wound. Her little face turned pale when she hurt. Qi Ye hurriedly showed her the wound and pulled off her bath towel...

In short, after some slap, the eldest young master was chopped and finally came to peace.

Ye Weilan was lying in the bed, Qi Ye leaned against the head of the bed, holding a thick brick book in his hand, preparing to start a storytelling career that lasted for nearly half a month.

Ye Weilan glanced at him: "Qi Ye."

"Um."

"I don't want to hear the story today."

Qi Ye looked at his little wife: "Hmm?"

Ye Weilan pulled the quilt upward, revealing her big eyes with thick eyelashes, which were watery and very seductive when she blinked: "The man who works hard is the most handsome."

Qi Ye resisted the urge to rub her and said, "Hmm?"

"Honey, work..." She was almost sore that she was sore that she had toothache.

Qi Ye's eyes lit up, and he immediately threw away the book in his hand: "Lan, call it again."

"……husband……"

"Call it again."

"……husband……"

...

After calling him more than ten times, Ye Weilan looked at the arduous young master: "It's time to work."

Qi Ye's eyes were bright and he was obviously out of shape.

"I don't like idle and unemployed men the most." She said with a straight face.

"Yeah." I don't know if I heard it clearly.

"Qi Ye."

"Um."

She got up and pulled out a stack of documents from the table and hugged them: "You can go to bed after processing these tonight."

Qi Ye looked at the things on the bed and went to see his wife again. Her eyes showed that there was no discussion on this matter.

The eldest young master began to touch his nose.

It's eight o'clock in the evening now, and according to his usual speed, you can finish these eleven o'clock. Thinking of the twins who are busy recently, Ye Weilan wants to hold his forehead.

She casually sucked another book to read.

The room became quiet, and Ye Weilan secretly raised her eyes to look at the people around her.

Qi Ye was looking at the documents very quickly, almost ten lines at a glance. He took them out and put them aside if he needed to think about them. Most of them were just scanning their eyes and signing them. Yaoliang's eyebrows and red lips were rippling, which was completely different from the way he was a hooligan just now.

Serious men are the most handsome, and these words are really a true saying.

Ye Weilan secretly blushed and retreated into the quilt to sleep.

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Chapter completed!