Cheng future is moving towards his back and wants to say a thank you, but she found out that she said too much thank you today, saying that there are more, and she can't compare with her to make a substantial return to him.

But what can she do?

If there is no money for money, there is no potential for it. Cheng Cheng can’t help but think that if she lives here, she will take the time to clean up and clean up this house! And she thought that tomorrow is a weekend.

Cheng will take a shower in the future, lying on the bed, in her heart, finally can relax with peace of mind.

No longer have to worry about Grandpa and her uncle forced her to marry Kang Huiyang, but she has new concerns.

She thought that she would never let her family trouble him.

Duan Sizhen was lying in bed with his arms around, it was already early in the morning, but he didn't have any sleep.

Even he couldn't help but think about the girl in the room, and there was a girl in the house. This feeling was a bit strange, and it was faintly swaying his heartstrings.

The dimly lit lights illuminate one side of the small world, the man on the gray big bed, a dark silk pajamas, the embroidered silk plaque, which makes the man's face look deeper.

At the age of 31, Duan Siwei has already spent most of his life, and the previous life is a busy career, never considered emotional issues. Now, his career is successful, the company is steadily rising, but he Life seems to still have shortcomings, the mother left, my sister also went abroad to work, my father and grandfather also lived in the suburbs, and his life was indeed too lonely.

In this world, there is no one to enjoy being alone, because in the heart of a person, there is an instinct that longs for love, longing for warmth, and lonely days often make him feel empty, just like these years, all his memories, big Part of it is in the business world, open meetings, see guests from all over the world, which projects are successfully completed, and which projects need to be improved.

He used to raise his cup to celebrate. Now, success has become his habit, but no one has shared it.

Duan Siyi recalled the past few years, and in his thoughts, there was another figure in the future. When she first saw her night party, she stood in the red skirt and stood under the pillar, holding a cup and looking at it. Resentment, inexplicable makes him think that some pain.

Duan Sizhen thought more and only felt that the chest and the lower abdomen were tight, as if a strong idea came up, which made him immediately sit up.

He licked his head and opened up his deep thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't get rid of it. Instead, his heart was attracted by the girl who lived in the room.

Duan Si squatted, got up and walked in the direction of the small bar, took a bottle of spirits out, he added a spoonful of ice, poured whiskey in, and took a sip.

In fact, he does not reject the desire of the heart, this is the idea that normal men have, he is just strange, why is this girl who will evoke his thoughts?

Her age seems to be six years younger than him. Is he really old?

Will you like a girl of six years old?

Over the years, he has seen too many women in the business world, and those women can get it as long as he can wave, but he is not interested.

Now, he is beginning to be tempted by a woman who has just entered his life.

Cheng Cheng is tired and tired of sleeping, because these days, she is too tired, tired of breathing, need strength, tonight, Duan Siwei helped her to refuse the marriage, her heartstrings relaxed, it is more sleepy It is.

However, she did not know that on the full moon of the moon, the man in the master bedroom was insomnia.

Still because of her insomnia.

Abroad, at the hotel, at this moment, it is already 11 o'clock at noon. After lunch, in the afternoon, Shu Wei has a leisure time. When Tao Jin is a little older, he will not accompany them to go shopping.

Duan Shuzhen and Guan Yue both came out. Behind Duan Shuzhen, four bodyguards hidden in the crowd were protecting them.

This is what Duan Shuzhen did not find these days. These bodyguards have very hidden abilities and will never disturb her life.

They were sent by Xi Jingyu. They were very low-key and mixed into the exhibition. They had guests and had waiters. Their goal was to protect Duan Shuyi and his party.

The primary goal is Duan Shuzhen.

Duan Shuzhen and Guanyue are also wearing a low-key, walking into a very old old street, where many tourists like old things Taobao, Duan Shuzhen is also thinking about this gift to send Shi Jingxi, so she should carefully choose .

Duan Shuzhen and Guan Yue went into a family's shop and selected, Duan Shuzhen walked into a pen shop and looked at the hand-carved pen, very beautiful.

She thought of the pen that was sent to him at school last time, as if he was still using it. This time, she still wanted to send him a pen.

Duan Shuzhen also hopes that his gift will be presented to him and he can always be with him for his use.

Duan Shuzhen bought another pen for him, and then she went to scouring some gifts for her parents and grandfather.

These days, she is also counting the days. She did not expect that the different moods were so bitter. With the jet lag, Duan Shuzhen had a sense of panic with him in a country. In two days, she could go back to see him.

"Sister, what is your boyfriend doing?"

Guan Yue asked curiously and casually.

Duan Shuyi glanced, she smiled. "I don't know what he is doing."

"what?

You didn't ask carefully! Then your boyfriend is handsome and handsome! ”

Guanyue is also a young girl, and both of them are very familiar with each other these days.

"quite handsome."

Duan Shuzheng should be a sentence, this is also the truth! Moreover, Xi Jingzhen is not only handsome! He is handsome and temperament, handsome and connotative, handsome and elegant.

Guan Yue couldn’t help but look at her with envious eyes. “It’s good, I don’t even know where my boyfriend is!”

"This is about fate, come slowly, don't worry, you are still young."

Duan Shuzhen comforted a sentence.

Because she came here like this, she believes that fate is destined, and can not be forced.

The person who appeared, maybe met at a corner.

early morning.

domestic.

Cheng future got up early, she found the place to store the mop and began to clean it from the hall.

Duan Sizhen had insomnia last night. He drank some wine in the late period, so he let himself sleep, so that when he got up, it was already nine o'clock.

The feeling of hangover was a little uncomfortable. He walked down the temple and saw the window outside the hall. Some people were shaking, and he was sure to see it.

It turned out that Cheng will hold the rag in the future and wipe the glass. The priest is stunned. How did she clean it up?

Cheng future has made the whole neat hall more clean, and she has a sense of accomplishment.

When Duan Siwei stepped out of the garden, he saw that Cheng was stepping on a chair, and the elongated arm was rubbing the glass in the high place.

"Have you eaten breakfast?"

Duan Si squatted and asked her.

Cheng future did not know that there was a person standing behind her. She heard the voice and immediately turned her head. She was standing in the chair, and her body twisted and shivered.

"Ah..." Cheng’s future face was filled with fear, because she knew that she had lost her balance and had to fall to the ground.

Duan Sizhen did not expect to suddenly speak out, she would scare her down, he was behind her, he instinctively opened his arms and picked her up.

Cheng Cheng was thrown down from a height, and the inertia was great. She threw herself into the arms of the priest, and Duan Siwei hugged her, and her body was pushed down by inertia. So, in an instant, two people overlapped and fell on the grass. .

Cheng’s forehead hit his sturdy chest and was dizzy. Duan Siyi immediately looked down at the girl in his arms, and Cheng future looked up at him with his forehead looking up.

Both people are worried about whether the other party is injured.

However, the two people ignored the distance, and the two faces could be separated by half a palm.

Two pairs of eyes slammed into the earthquake.

Duan Sikai's gaze gaze at the close-up face, a beaked egg face, a delicate swan neck, and a flustered look.

He couldn't help but swallow it, and he tightened a pair of inks.

Cheng’s future is already red, and she is busy climbing down from him. “I’m sorry, president, you didn’t fall!”