Young Master Xing's Pillow Wife

Ling Xiaorou lowered her eyes, her eyes fell on the check on the table, and she quickly scanned it one by one, with a smile on her lips, she immediately held the check in her hand, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Stuffed it into the bag and smiled, "Don't worry, Ling Group and I will cooperate with you well."

It's really no wonder that Xing Kun didn't like such a face.

Even with Xu Yi here, he didn't want to look at her more. If it wasn't because Ling Shi was still useful, and Ling Xiaorou was easy to control, he would definitely not have any contact with her.

"By the way, what plan do you have next, can you tell me first?"

Ling Xiaorou stuffed the check, put the bag behind her, and looked at Xu Yi.

Xu Yi had already got up, and his figure was tall and straight. If you look at it roughly, it seems that there is not much compromise between him and Xing Kun.

He lowered his eyes, straightened the slightly wrinkled hem of the suit jacket just now because he sat down, and glanced at her condescendingly, his thin lips parted slightly, "Secret."

Ling Xiaorou still wanted to ask something, but the other person had already passed by her and walked straight to the door.

The door is closed, and the room is quiet.

She bit her lip, thinking of the tone Xu Yi spoke to Su Luobai just now when she answered the phone, and then thinking of the tone he spoke to her just now, and suddenly thought of Xing Kun's differential treatment, she suddenly became angry and hated Gather under the eyes.

When she came out of the private room, she remembered that she came here in Xu Yi's car, so she had to walk back.

The sky seems to have been washed, half of the sky is blue with almost no trace of impurities, and the other side has been completely dyed by orange red clouds, reflecting the horizon so that it turns red.

Su Luobai had already got off work, and after much deliberation about the evening meal, she came over and knocked on the door of Xing Kun's office.

"Enter."

Xing Kun's deep and magnetic voice came from inside, but with a businesslike seriousness.

With just one word, Su Luobai felt that he was too sensitive and overinterpreted, so he smiled and opened the door to go in.

Xing Kun raised his eyes, and saw Su Luobai stepping in, twisting the handle with one hand and holding the phone in the other.

She wore a casual suit, a white fleece sweater, and black trousers, which made her legs slender and straight. She wore a pair of white shoes on her feet, and she exuded a youthful look.

It's rare to see her wearing such a lively and youthful side on weekdays, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she curled her lips: "I didn't go out with you in the morning, but I didn't see you wearing such a suit today."

Su Luobai was thinking about shooting material outside during the day, so he would inevitably have to run up and down, so he dressed lightly. He would deliberately put it on his mouth, and couldn't help being stunned. He closed the door and lowered his eyes, looking at his body Dressed and asked: "What's wrong with my outfit?"

"Very beautiful, just like a little girl."

When Xing Kun got up, he was already walking towards Su Luobai's direction, with deep eyes, unfathomable, and burning eyes.

Because of his words, Su Luobai bit her lips shyly, and gave him a look, "Can you boast a little more reliably?"

Her children are so old, what a little girl!

Xing Kun had already walked in front of her, put his arms around her slender waist, leaned over with his lips curled up, and whispered in her ear, "You are in my heart, and you will always be."

The deep and mellow voice that was deliberately lowered rang in her ears, carrying his heat, it almost made her feel like an electric shock, the feeling rushed up the spine, and then rushed all the way to the head.

She bit her lips tightly, turned her head, tucked her slender and white fingers around the hair around her ears, and put them behind her ears, to hide her embarrassment and helplessness, and changed the subject: "I asked Xu Yi for dinner tonight, so."

Before she finished speaking, she felt the hand around her waist suddenly tightened. She looked at Xing Kun, collided with those deep and deep black eyes, and her eyes met.

I could clearly feel the darkness in those eyes, squinted them, and lowered my voice, "You invited him to dinner? Because of Amy's business?"

Seeing him like this, Su Luobai nodded obediently and docilely.

She took the initiative to invite men other than Xing Kun to have a meal. Even if she said it on the bright side, she was very frank, but when Xing Kun stared at her, she felt inexplicably guilty, as if she was sorry for him.

The setting sun outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is gradually sinking to the west, and the blue-gray sky is getting thicker and thicker. Soon the night will fall, and the lights of thousands of families will be slowly lit in the night.

"He helped us so much, we must thank him."

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Su Luobai thought he was angry, and hurriedly added something, which could be regarded as setting aside the relationship other than this reason.

Xing Kun nodded and agreed.

"Should be."

Seeing that he let go, Su Luobai breathed a sigh of relief, "So I'm off work now, so I came here to tell you that I won't be at home for dinner tonight."

Xing Kun's bony fingers patted her waist lightly, his lips curled up and his eyebrows raised, and asked, "Report to me?"

She nodded, gave Xing Kun a slight push, raised her wrist and glanced at her watch, and saw that the time was almost up, "I have an appointment with him at eight o'clock, and I'm going to set up a location for this meeting, and report everything in detail Prepare, there will never be someone who will send you a photo and talk nonsense about our relationship."

She was really scared. When she thought of the photo sent by an unfamiliar number on Xing Kun's mobile phone last time, she still has lingering fears.

Whoever has such a dark heart secretly took these photos in the dark is simply insane.

After finishing speaking, she clutched the bag of the one-sided shoulder bag and walked out, "Akun, then I'll go first."

"Ah."

Xing Kun responded indifferently, stood opposite her, lowered his head and glanced at her eyebrows, without any change in emotion.

Unexpectedly, just as she turned around, someone grabbed her wrist from behind. She turned her head in surprise and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'll go with you."

Under Xing Kun's high arched eyebrows, those deep eyes conveyed a sense of refusal, even in his tone.

"Are you worried about me, or don't you trust yourself?"

Su Luobai smiled lightly and laughed at him.

He had acted so calmly just now, but after only a few seconds of calmness, it was completely broken.

Even though she said so, her heart was sweet as if it was filled with something, and she was very happy.

"I don't worry about him."

Xing Kun clenched her wrist tightly, groping the protruding wrist bone with his thumb, "I still have two documents here, wait for me later."

He seemed to have made up his mind, and he didn't seek Su Luobai's opinion, it was clearly his own decision.

Su Luobai could only nod her head, withdrew her hand, and sat on the sofa, "Go, I'll sit here and wait for you."

She looked at Xing Kun with her head lowered, carefully flipping through the documents and materials, and couldn't help but be fascinated.

Although when I asked Xu Yi just now, I didn't expect that Xing Kun would also go together, but maybe the two of them hit it off and become friends.

What's more, there is indeed no relationship between myself and Xu Yi. It would be better if Xing Kun saw it with his own eyes.