After dressing as a villain's little wife, it's so sweet

Chapter 6

When is this picture of her?That little face still has obvious childishness.

Well, the face is so round.

This is her 13 years old?

Or, 16 years old?

Tong Si doesn't remember when he took this picture at all, a shrunken version of himself, leaning against a big tree the size of four people surrounded by him, closing his eyes and meditating.

A thick book was placed on her lap, pressing down on her floral skirt.

Was it like this when I fell asleep?

(⊙o⊙)...

What is that crystal clear thing at the corner of the mouth? !

Huh, saliva.

so ugly!

Tong Si closed the door with a bang, with a look of disgust, but the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised.

I will ask Mary to withdraw this photo some other day, and she will take some nice ones and put them up.

Then, Tong Si opened several doors in a row, and looked over one by one...

Tong Si suddenly felt that the tip of his nose was slightly sour, and his heart seemed to soften into strawberry-flavored cotton candy, sweet.

There are pictures of her on every door, there are happy ones, sleeping ones, sad ones...

This guy, this guy actually secretly took so many pictures of her without her knowing, and even put them in every room.

Fang Yangning, how many things have you done for me?

It seems that every time a door is opened, Tong Si will be touched once.

Tong Si let out a long breath and opened another door.

There are still photos of her inside, as well as familiar furnishings.

Feeling familiar, Tong Si walked a few steps in and saw a photo of a very beautiful middle-aged woman on the bedside table.

This is Tong Si's mother who passed away for a long time in the original book.

This room is filled with some things that my mother used back then.

Did he actually help her keep everything?
Now Tong Si suddenly longed to see Fang Yangning immediately, the kind who couldn't wait for a moment.

Instead of taking a slow tour of each room, she quickly opened the doors of each room.

Stop outside a room door.

The door of this room is different from others, it is made of black gold wood, and there are vivid reliefs carved on it, two dragons playing with pearls.

The doors are so exquisite, it should be this room, right?
Tong Si touched the relief on the door, then reached out and turned the handle.

The desk was facing the door, and behind the desk sat a man with his sleeves half rolled up, and he was seriously writing something with his head down.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man looked up.

The originally serious face softened instantly after seeing the person coming.

Fang Yangning subconsciously glanced at his phone, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

"Why don't you rest so late? Your body is just too good to stay up late." Fang Yangning asked.

He reached out and took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, stood up and greeted him, and helped Tong Si to sit on the only single bed in the room.

"I won't be able to sleep until you go back to the room." Tong Si complained with her mouth pouted, her voice delicate and delicate.

Her little hand touched the gray quilt spread out on the bed. He had been sleeping here before?
The bed is so small, even though he is not very strong, I always feel wronged.

Thinking of this, Tong Si sat in Fang Yangning's arms with ease.

Fang Yangning was still a little unaccustomed to today's abnormal Tong Si, he raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and still hugged her.

He also didn't argue that since the wedding night, Tong Si never let him spend the night in the room.

Fang Yangning stroked Tong Si's loose long hair, and said kindly, "It's my fault. I had an online meeting at twelve o'clock, so I didn't go back to my room."

Tong Si sniffed, leaned her head on his shoulder, and sniffed his neck with her nose.

It smells good, not a perfume, but a refreshing mint smell.

Tong Si: "I saw your photos of me in those rooms."

"Cough cough." Fang Yangning covered his mouth and coughed lightly twice.

"Brother Ning, did you take all the photos?" Tong Si asked while playing with Fang Yangning's delicate shirt buttons on his chest.

Fang Yangning was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly in response: "En."

"A few of them are so ugly, can we take some pictures when we have time?" Tong Si said coquettishly, with a soft tone, and while speaking, he gently blew on Fang Yangning's neck.

Fang Yangning's earlobes were so red that they were about to bleed, he tilted his head outward, and said, "Not ugly, they are all beautiful."

There will be an online meeting later, and there are still a bunch of documents on the table to be processed, Fang Yangning is thinking silently in his heart.

Hold on!
hold on...

Tong Si originally had a baby voice, but now her voice is very soft and charming. She whispered into Fang Yangning's ear, "Husband~"

Hold on?

what is that?
Fang Yangning couldn't remember his arrangement for a while, and he struggled to say a single word: "Huh?"

The voice is hoarse and emotionally restrained.

His hand was already on Tong Si's waist, and he rubbed it gently.

Tong Si: "I miss you so much when you're not here. I miss you so much that my heart hurts."

What meeting, what document, go to hell!
Fang Yangning closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, Tong Si felt that the way he looked at her was extremely aggressive.

"Heh..." Tong Si chuckled, and her laughter was blocked in her mouth in the next second...

[Decrease the death value by 1, and the current death value is 9994. 】

How could Tong Si have the time to care about the system broadcast at this moment, she was trapped between the single bed and Fang Yangning, like a small boat in a storm, ups and downs...

At around twelve o'clock in the evening, a bunch of bosses were waiting for their boss to have a meeting, and Lu Tao even sent one message after another to Fang Yangning.

After about half an hour, Fang Yangning replied to him.

[You preside over today's meeting, and send me the minutes of the meeting later. 】

It was a brief message, but Lu Tao could smell something unusual.

Their big boss, the only irrational thing in life was given to his wife, and he was conscientious and meticulous in his work, and rarely did not attend important meetings.

Thinking about what happened in the living room of Fangzhai during the day, Lu Tao unconsciously made up something in his head.

Does Gai Minger need to buy some stager blood wine for his boss and best friend?

While presiding over the meeting, Lu Tao troubled his old father.

The next day, early in the morning.

Tong Si lay on Fang Yangning's upper body, drawing a small heart on his heart.

Fang Yangning stretched out his hand to hold Tong Si's tricky little hand, and his voice was hoarse as he just woke up: "Don't make trouble."

Tong Si pressed a kiss on Fang Yangning's chest and smiled "hehe".

Fang Yangning turned over, hugged Tong Si under his body, and nodded her nose, "If you make trouble again, you will have to bear the consequences."

The hoarse and sexy voice already had a hint of emotion.

Tong Si raised her hands in surrender, she said that after last night, her waist was about to break, "I know I was wrong, husband, please forgive me this time."

This little dick!
Fang Yangning pinched Tong Siqiao's pretty little nose with a helpless expression.

Tong Si put her arms around Fang Yangning's narrow waist and said, "I want to visit my agency today."

"Huh?" Fang Yangning lay on his side, hugged Tong Si into his arms, and motioned for her to continue.

(End of this chapter)