Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

So insomnia, Yue Tingfeng first thought that this was not a big deal. He didn't feel pain or itch in his heart, it was just a panic. There was something stuck there. At work, Jin Xuechu hit him and let him gas.

Yue Tingfeng didn't go to Yan Qingsi these days, he didn't think too much, why did he think he should lower his head to find Yan Qingsi first, this time he didn't want to.

Occasionally remember the words that Yan Qingsi said-physical communication, I am with you, I ca n’t afford to play with emotions!

Yue listening to the wind wants Lao Tzu to not love, you just need to be with me physically.

But ... But that's what it says, but it's very repulsive in my heart.

Day by day, Yue Tingfeng couldn't even tell what he wanted.

Mrs. Yue saw Yue Tingfeng's face was very poor, her eyes were gloomy and melancholy, she pushed his shoulders: "You ... have you been stunned recently?"

Yue didn't listen to the wind, and didn't bother to say anything, she was so embarrassed that she had been together at all.

After a long while, Yue Tingfeng said quietly, "Mom, I'm in a bad mood."

"I see it."

"I seem to be sleeping in vain.

"What? Who?" Madam Yue exclaimed.

Yue Tingfeng stared at the rooftop without eyes and said lightly: "The little fairy named Yan ..."

The curiosity on Mrs. Yue's face receded: "Oh ... then ... that's normal ..."

"what did you say?"

"No ... Ah ..." Madam Yue cleared her throat and shifted the subject: "You ... have a fight with her ...?"

"It's not a quarrel. I think I've been very good to her, but ... she has been rejecting, and I want to approach her, but she has been refusing me to approach." Yue Tingfeng hoped to quarrel But that day, it was very peaceful. After lingering, they smoked a cigarette, took a bath, came out, smiled at her, said a word, and left.

Throughout the process, Yan Qingsi was not like a woman, she was absolutely determined to leave, but he was in a state of regret.

Mrs. Yue sighed: "That is what you think is good, have you asked her to accept it?"

Her son hasn't learned to think for others, and doesn't know when he can really learn.

Yue Tingfeng frowned: "But I'm so good, she has no reason to refuse me."

Mrs. Yue touched Yue Tingfeng's head: "Son, are you stupid? Where are you confident?"

Yue Tingfeng was dark-faced: "Mom ..."

"Then where do you say you are?"

Yue didn't speak after listening to the wind, so she looked at Mrs. Yue so darkly.

Mrs. Yue was chilling behind the look: "Okay, you're the best. You don't even understand it yourself, how do I know?"

She didn't want to care about her son, and handed the small cloth bag with jewelry to Wuyi: "Wuyi, go and put my jewelry away."

Yue Tingfeng knew that it was the last time she lent to Mrs. Wang, and said casually, "Yes, this time she is coming back."

"Who ... help to come back ..."

Yue listened to the wind for a moment, then who ... Yan Qingsi?

His eyebrows, which had not been stretched for many days, finally regained his spirits and suddenly hugged Mrs. Yue: "Mom, you are really my mother, and I will never say you pit me again."

Mrs. Yue pushed him away disgustingly: "What are you doing?"

"People have helped you so much, you always have to thank you as a son?"

Yue listened to Fengsong's tone, and Ma Dan finally found an excuse to meet.

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Yan Tuhao: Does my mother have a plug-in today?