Received a Wife From the Civil Affairs Bureau

"I'm single, I think she may have thoughts about you, I said I don't wear an environment-colored hat, what should I do if I confess to you this Christmas?"

"Ah"

Shen Yumo was annoyed by her and snorted coldly.

Jiang Ziquan lowered his voice and continued: "Mr. Shen, your voice is so sexy."

The melon eaters nearby ate a piece of popcorn and said with a reddish face, "I think I'm in love."

Hearing this, Jiang Ziquan turned his head and gave her a discerning expression.

Shen Yumo adjusted, turned his head to the side, avoiding the gaze of passers-by just now, and said again: "What about married?"

"Hey, it's a beautiful day, aren't you in the way?" Jiang Ziquan said directly, because in her subconscious, Shen Yumo and her fiancé must have been like this, and everyone is going to the middle school soon. Why are you so secretive when you are young?

Although she hasn't even sent her first kiss yet.

"You..." Shen Yumo digested what she meant, and could only say one word to her in a muffled voice, then turned around angrily, and flung Jiang Ziquan's face with her long black and beautiful hair.

Jiang Ziquan blinked, hair brushed her face, carrying some of the faint fragrance of Shen Yumo's body, which made her a little itchy, and scratched her face with her hands in a daze, and the nympho said: "ztm's A exploded. "

In less than 5 minutes, Jiang Ziquan was able to make Shen Yumo, who has always been good-tempered, speechless twice. I have to say that this is also a skill.

"Why don't you go to my house."

Jiang Ziquan blushed, and even though he had built his heart, he always felt that he was not pure, and subconsciously rubbed his fingers against his pants, and looked at Shen Yumo with serious eyes.

"thumping"

Shen Yumo heard the voice, looked up, and perfectly missed Jiang Ziquan's voice, someone was setting off fireworks.

Jiang Ziquan felt a little sad in her heart, what she said with great difficulty was covered by the fireworks.

"It's quite beautiful."

Jiang Ziquan heard her talking and turned to look at her.

The dots of light brought by the fireworks shone on Shen Yumo's side face, and the fair and handsome face revealed a bit of tranquility. The white mist produced by breathing floated in front of her, and Shen's wife Standing here quietly like a painting, even the lipstick on it just added a different beauty.

"Beautiful, really beautiful."

Jiang Ziquan repeatedly praised and said that of course she was not boasting about fireworks.

Shen Yumo nodded as if agreeing, then turned his head and said, "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

Jiang Ziquan swallowed his own saliva, his wife was so alluring but she refused to eat, what should I do?

Shen Yumo raised her eyebrows again, why was she in a daze, she wasn't as clever as before: "Are you freezing?"

Jiang Ziquan, as a coquettish beauty who wants style but not warmth, is still wearing a knitted skirt today. The skirt just reaches her knees, and she is wrapped with a cotton jacket and a knitted hat. Her calves are a little red from the cold.

Jiang Ziquan turned his head, and immediately looked weak: "I feel like I'm going to get sick from the cold today, Mr. Shen, why don't you go to my house to take care of me for a night? Please."

He also sneezed cooperatively.

"Will it be a good Christmas present?"

Jiang Ziquan completely forgot the fact that he stole relatives just now, and continued to speak shamelessly.

Shen Yumo looked at her, feeling a little awkward in his heart, and seeing her flushed cheeks from the cold, he couldn't bear it after all: "Okay."

Jiang Ziquan was completely sure that Shen Yumo's heart was soft, and he deliberately did whatever he wanted.

Jiang Ziquan pretended to be weak and came as soon as he said it, and after a while, his whole body was pressed on Shen Yumo's body. She was very thin, but tall, and Shen Yumo was sweating a thin layer even in winter.

"You smell so good"

Shen Yumo ignored her tone, and helped her walk slowly to Jiang Ziquan's apartment. The distance was obviously less than 1000 meters, and the two of them walked for almost 10 minutes. Jiang Ziquan really talked a lot of nonsense.

"Miss Jiang, you are weak and take a rest quietly." Shen Yumo was exhausted by her, and his tone was a little weak.

Seeing this, Jiang Ziquan quickly closed his mouth, and quietly stared at Shen Yumo's side face.

Her home was too close, and she arrived within a short walk, Jiang Ziquan was a little dissatisfied.

Shen Yumo looked at the stairs quite unexpectedly, and there are quite few places without elevators now.

"Which floor is your house on?"

"Third floor. 320"

Seeing that he had achieved his goal and took advantage of it again, Jiang Ziquan couldn't bear her to continue to work hard, so he slowly got up from her, held the handle of the stairs with his hand, and explained in a serious manner: "It may be that once you enter the corridor. It’s much warmer inside, and I don’t feel uncomfortable anymore.”

Shen Yumo didn't believe her nonsense, and knew in her heart that she was pretending to be pitiful just now, and he couldn't really let it go, so he had to follow her in.

"Isn't there an elevator?" On the third floor, Shen Yumo saw the elevator, and it was very close to 320, so he asked.

Jiang Ziquan rubbed his head and explained: "We came in through the back door just now, and it's a bit of a long way to take the elevator." Then he opened the door, changed the subject and said with a laugh: "Welcome Teacher Shen."