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Chapter 648 Your Little Wife is Delicate and Frail

He knocked on the door.

The boy inside the door had just sat down, but when the door knocked, she had no choice but to stand up again.

Dubu walked over and opened the door.

I saw the young master in a suit and leather collar standing in front of the door, hugging a pillow that didn't match his temperament, his dark green eyes were still calm, but he moved when he opened the door, his face was expressionless , the eyebrows and eyes are still very dignified and indifferent, and even the voice of speaking is still weak, "Your little wife is delicate and weak, this little boyfriend, are you planning to just give a pillow to freeze all night?" ?”

"........."

This sentence made the young man pause for a while.

Calling a little wife is still pretending to be a family name?

But when I thought about the rumor that the suit and leather collar must have come to her just after work, I felt that no matter how arrogant she was, she couldn't be too aggressive.

So he turned around and went back to hug the bed and was thrown over, "Okay, good night."

After finishing speaking, close the door and leave it alone.

On the contrary, Yang Moyan hugged a pillow and hugged a quilt, standing at the door, no matter how you look at it, it looks a little... pitiful.

Up to our Young Master Yang, he didn't think much of it.

On the contrary, he tugged at his lips and snorted lightly, "Little heartless."

Raised for so long in vain.
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The moment the door is closed.

The boy's cell phone also rang.

Quickly walked over to pick up the phone, and glanced at the caller, Lin Zhaoxia was surprised, but still swiped the screen without hesitation, "Good evening, little princess, it's not your style to call Lin Zhaoxia so late."

The little princess on the other side of the phone puffed her cheeks, "Yang Moyan is back?"

Lin Zhaoxia froze with the hand holding the phone.

I didn't expect the little princess to ask such a question as soon as she opened her mouth.

After a pause, he answered, "Yes, I just came back today, why did the little princess ask him?"

Alice gritted her teeth, and said without answering, "Did you go to your house?"

If Lin Zhaoxia doesn't understand what's going on when she hears this, then she may have lost her IQ.

"...What does the little princess want to say?"

Alice sat on the sofa and lifted her feet, her tone was not very good, "You tell that guy Yang Moyan, what's wrong with me just hooking up with his little boyfriend! Not only do I want to hook up, but I also want to take her away!!"

After saying a word without thinking, he hung up the phone directly.

Lin Zhaoxia was in a daze holding the phone.

What's going on, little princess? ?

But in an instant, something came to mind.

The boy immediately opened the phone to find the text message, and after pressing it, he opened the first one and the one with the little princess, and his head was immediately covered with black lines.

: Hooked up with my little boyfriend, so it should be taken for granted.

No wonder the little princess pretended to ask that Yang Moyan was back as soon as she came up.

It was because of this.

I knew that for some text messages and phone calls, it is better not to let that jealous jar run into it.

It doesn't necessarily cause you any trouble every time.

But regarding this matter, Lin Zhaoxia didn't take the time to find Yang Moyan to come here to negotiate late at night.

The mobile phone was left on the bed, and she was about to rest.

After all, I have to get up early tomorrow to have classes.

The first quarter was for that English teacher again, she really didn't want to be late, it was enough after a thrilling experience.

ended up lying in bed...

Inside and outside the door.

A space is not far away, but a door.

The boy turned off the light in the room but tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

And Yang Moyan also turned off the light and lay down on the sofa in the living room with his eyes open, not feeling sleepy.

The boy was full of thoughts, and his thoughts were so chaotic that he didn't think about it.

(End of this chapter)