Di Shao chased his wife after the divorce

"Don't be sad, it's not that the family doesn't come in, sister Xin'er will definitely return home safely."

"She is one year older than you." Di Tingye put away his phone.

At the same time, I also put away the longing and sadness in my eyes.

Tang Mucha was taken aback.

"One year older than me..."

"Ah."

"It makes you look really old." Tang Mucha joked, she was actually one year younger than her sister.

Di Tingye glanced over.

Tang Mucha immediately shrank her neck.

Forget it, Di Tingye is not something she can tease.

"By the way, you didn't tell your Mengmeng, let's stay in the same room tonight, and be careful that she moves her fetus."

"Mengmeng is not such a narrow-minded person, she knows the general situation very well."

Tang Muxia frowned slightly, wanting to refute.

But he didn't say it.

Men can't tell the difference between green tea.

Especially when Di Tingye grafted his sister's thoughts on Yi Menghui.

That would make it even more impossible to discover her true face.

But she had learned her tricks.

But she won't get along with each other in the future, and she doesn't want to think too much about it.

"You rest here, I'll go to work."

Di Ting got up at night.

"Okay, can you please turn on the TV for me?"

It was inconvenient for Tang Mucha to eat.

There is no sofa in this room, but fortunately there is a [-]-inch super large LCD TV.

Eating snacks and watching dramas is the most suitable.

Di Tingye found the remote control and turned on the TV.

I wanted to hand the remote control to her, but seeing that she couldn't free her hands, I took it back and found a program for her to watch.

Click into the cartoon, find a piggy page, and press the play button.

Tang Mucha lowered her head to look for something to eat, when she suddenly heard a sentence, I am Peppa Pig, and two pig calls.

She raised her head in a daze, glanced at the big screen, and then at Di Tingye who was standing there in a dignified manner.

"What is this..."

"The right TV for you to watch."

"I don't want to watch this! I'm not a child."

Peppa Pig, no one who looks at this thing is more than six years old!

She's not that retarded.

Tang Mucha asked for the remote control in his hand, but Di Tingye refused to give it, and put it in his trouser pocket, ready to leave gracefully.

"Your IQ is the best for watching this."

The pink is tender and tender, without the appearance of IQ.

Isn't it suitable for her?

Look silly.

Tang Muchia immediately took off her gloves, put the porcelain dish in her hand on the trolley, took out two wet paper towels to wipe her hands clean, then got off barefoot, and trot towards the man who was walking outside.

She is relatively short, plus she is slender and small.

Physically, he is not at the same level as Di Tingye.

She is the kind of kid who can be crushed to death by Di Tingye's single hand, so be quick and ruthless!
For her leisurely afternoon watching dramas, she must snatch the remote control back!
Tang Mucha quietly ran to Di Tingye's side, then stretched out her little hand, and looking at the right moment, she stretched it into his trouser pocket, grabbed it, and pulled it!
Um?How does the remote control become a cylinder?Still a little hot?
Tang Mucha tugged twice, but it didn't come out, but Di Tingye groaned twice.

"Tang Mucha! Let go!"

Di Tingye was afraid that if she tried too hard, he would be useless.

He reached out and pressed her troubled hand through the pocket.

Tang Mucha grabbed the shirt on the back of his waist with one hand, and pulled it with the other.There was a secret struggle on the fair little face.

But it's getting worse...

"Let go! Here is the remote control!"

Di Tingye's voice was extremely hoarse, with a hint of darkness and forbearance.

Is this woman trying to abolish him!

Tang Mucha didn't listen, she clenched her pale little hands tightly until she couldn't hold them anymore.

"This remote control will get bigger!"

Incredibly, high-tech products are so 6!

Di Tingye felt like his head was going to be congested with blood!
Hearing this silly muttering to himself, he was really angry and burst into flames!
"Tang Mucha, the remote control is here!" Di Tingye expected that she would come to grab it, so when he turned around, he quietly took the remote control in his hand.

She didn't find out.

Tang Mucha looked at the remote control in front of her and blinked innocently: "Then what am I pulling?"

She was also confused.

Hearing the muffled groan overflowing from Di Tingye's voice, Tang Mucha was no longer angry, but could barely lift his eyes.

Looking at Di Tingye's burning black eyes, it was very similar to his eyes when he lost control that night.

Then... then...

She slowly looked down at her little hands in her trouser pockets again.

God! !Tang Mucha's surface petrified, but her heart began to growl!
After that night, she was no longer a little girl, and Tang Mucha, who realized it later, realized it.

"Ah!!!" Tang Mucha screamed in fright.

Then he immediately let go of his hand, and rushed back to the big bed like a ray of light.

He rolled up the quilt and wrapped himself around himself.

Relieved, Di Tingye bent over to support the door frame.

The strange impulse of the body awakened again.

He glanced sideways at the ball under the quilt, feeling angry and helpless.

"Tang Mucha, you are a pig!"

"You are a pig, you are a pig, you are a pig, a hooligan pig!" Tang Mucha curled up under the quilt, he said one thing, she replied three times!

And the momentum is more fierce.

Di Tingye wanted to go downstairs to work.

But this situation is obviously not allowed.

Reluctantly, he turned and went into the bathroom.

It was the first time in my life that I was in such a mess, and it was still made by that idiot Tang Muxia.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Tang Mucha quietly lifted a corner of the quilt.

The other person is no longer there, only the sound of water coming from the direction of the bathroom.

Tang Mucha only showed a pair of big watery eyes, both of which were innocent.

"Woooooo...I'm not clean anymore!"

Tang Muxia's death, how brave he was just now, is how embarrassing he is now.

Woohoo, why are the pockets of suit pants so deep!

Woohoo, she doesn't even want to eat chicken feet with pickled peppers.

Tang Mucha burst into tears in two lines.

It's so frustrating, I'm ashamed to see people!

Tang Mucha simply covered her head with the quilt, as if I wanted to isolate myself from the world.

Di Tingye stayed in the bathroom for nearly an hour before coming out.

I thought it would be fine soon, but I didn't expect it, and I couldn't bear it all over.

Soaked in cold water for an hour to relieve.

This never happened.

Di Ting Ye was young, but in his life experience, he only had a vague memory of being drunk that night.

Besides, he was busy with his career and never had extra thoughts.

This is not normal.

But for an ascetic man who manages a lot of things every day and controls the entire business empire.

It's a bit extreme.

But at that moment just now, he felt as if he couldn't control himself.

When Di Tingye came out, he had already changed into a suit of clothes.

"Tang Mucha."

Looking at the little dumpling under the quilt, his tone was not kind, but there was a strong nasal sound in his words.

After soaking in cold water for a long time, I seem to have a cold.

Tang Mucha who was under the blanket trembled violently.

Already covered in sweat, but dare not show his face.