Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

Long Qingcheng never thought that he would have two cards from Purple Cloud Peak.

This is a direct gift of several million.

Sure enough, the boss is rich.

She put it in her pocket and said with a smile, "Thanks."

A smile appeared on Di Yuan Jue's eyebrows, as if he was very satisfied with Long Qingcheng's actions.

For the next two hours or so, Long Qingcheng just leaned back on the chair to sleep, while Di Yuanjue on one side started to work. The sound of signatures being signed and the warm sunlight shining on the two people were particularly exciting. harmonious.

Long Qingcheng was woken up by a phone call.

There was a young man's voice on the other end of the phone, "Qingcheng, I received the Tiangui Grass."

The boy's voice was low, but with a hint of crispness, as if his vocal cords were in the period of changing their voices.

"That's good, hurry up and drink it. It will be good for your body."

The moment Long Qingcheng spoke, Di Yuanjue's eyes glowed with a sharp coldness.

He had never heard such a gentle voice.

"Well, I will go there next month. You should stay up there and be obedient..."

Di Yuanjue held the pen in his hand, his eyes with his head lowered were gloomy and bottomless, and the gentle voice kept coming to his ears. The forbearance of certain emotions made him lose his sense of measure, and the tip of the pen was too heavy. Hengyu, who pressed hard on the document, made a crisp split.

Long Qingcheng was immediately aware of the subtle sound. She looked sideways and saw that the man had tightened the cap of his pen and casually dropped it on the document.

Long Qingcheng said a few words and hung up the phone.

Her voice was gentle: "Why did I bother you?"

Di Yuanjue straightened up and slowly dropped his rolled-up sleeves.

His face was stern, his lips were pursed tightly, and there was a surging undercurrent in his deep pupils.

Long Qingcheng straightened up unconsciously and looked at the person in front of him with some confusion.

The man's voice was cold, and his whole body was in a defensive posture, "Who is that person?" He didn't want to completely die before he had time to feel the strange emotion.

Only then did Long Qingcheng realize that the person in front of him was Sang Yu.

Sang Yu is the only person who survived with her in the laboratory.

She smiled and said: "It's a partner."

"Just a partner?" The man stepped forward, raised his slightly rough fingertips to press her cheek, clasped his thumbs slightly, leaned over, narrowed his eyes, his voice was cold and bone-chilling, "Such a gentle voice, just Just partners?”

Long Qingcheng was forced to raise his head because of Di Yuanjue's movements. His strength was not great, but veins appeared in his arms, as if he was trying his best to restrain himself.

Their eyes met, and for the first time, she clearly saw Di Yuan Jue's murderous and sharp eyes, and saw his unknown side.

This is Master Jiu, the real Master Jiu.

It’s just that Jiuye’s jealous look is so cute.

Long Qingcheng sighed, and his thick eyelashes trembled, "Why don't Master Jiu come with me personally next month, so that we can know whether we are partners or not."

The girl's fearless arrogance fell into Di Yuanjue's eyes. The strength of his hand did not decrease, and he pressed down the stalwart body again, surrounding Long Qingcheng in the narrow place of the car, "The location."

The distance was getting closer and closer, so close that Long Qingcheng could touch his lips with the tip of her nose just by stepping forward.

Their breaths were intertwined with each other. Before, Long Qingcheng just felt that Di Yuan was chasing him, but now he was even more sure of it.

She didn't answer but asked, "Master Jiu, do you care so much about that man?"