After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 479 He would rather die by himself
Kill her?
No.

He would rather die by himself.

Don't want her to die either.

The two were too close.

He could clearly feel her shortness of breath and the heaving of her chest.

His Adam's apple couldn't help sliding, and his hands relaxed a little.

"What's wrong with you so early in the morning?"

Still angry, she twisted her waist and struggled.

His clear breath is close at hand, and last night I thought it would be nice to have a thigh hug.

today……

This thigh, forget it.

She disdains.

It's impossible to die faster.

She raised her chin slightly, staring at him with dark eyes.

Sheng Xifang let go of her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Pinch it back, calm down."

"I'm leaving you."

she snapped.

Who knows when he'll go crazy next time.

Zhao Chumian leaned back, and when she touched her neck, she always felt the coolness of his fingers still remained on it.

Just waking up...

She can't forget.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, she lowered her eyelids, pointed at the door, "Go out."

"Mianmian..."

"Get out!" she snapped, "I want to change clothes, do you want to stay here too?"

He didn't mind watching her change clothes.

even……

I also wanted to change her clothes that night, but I helped her take off her clothes and looked at her...

It was the limit of his patience.

Put on pajamas again, it will definitely be unbearable.

So he fled away.

Sheng Xifang got up, "I'll go out and wait for you."

"roll!"

She is the daughter of a scholarly family, Sheng Xifang has never heard these words in her mouth before.

Today, let him enjoy it all over.

Sheng Xifang walked out, he loosened the collar of his shirt with his fingers, and leaned against the wall with cold eyes.

Wait patiently.

just……

What was he thinking?

My mind is confused.

Calm.

"Master..."

Uncle Zhou hurried upstairs, "Master, the old lady and Miss Wan are here..."

With the young master's appearance, could it be that Miss Zhao kicked him out?

pitiful……

Pregnant women are sensitive, so the young master should pamper her...

"They are already downstairs. If the young master hadn't gone down..." Uncle Zhou paused, "I'm afraid they will come up."

Sheng Xifang glanced lightly at the closed door behind him, and went downstairs without saying a word.

Downstairs, Mrs. Sheng was already sitting on the sofa.

Wan Mei carefully stood holding a huge picture frame, "Brother Sheng, we came here specially to give you a birthday present..."

"When Wanwan was abroad, I always thought about your birthday and what you like." Old lady Sheng looked at them with a smile on her face.

"Uncle Zhou." Sheng Xifang said coldly.

"Yes." Uncle Zhou walked over and took the painting.

Wanmei's hands are empty, won't he pick it up in person?

She felt lost for a while.

Seeing this, old lady Sheng got up and walked over, "Xifang, take it apart and have a look, you will definitely like it."

Sheng Xifang stood there coldly, if he didn't tear it down, wouldn't they leave?
Uncle Zhou walked up to him immediately.

He unwrapped the exquisite packaging in twos and twos, revealing an oil painting of a desert cactus.

There is a capital S in the lower right corner of the oil painting.

"Wanwan knew that you were collecting her paintings, and you got them with great difficulty." Mrs. Sheng explained.

"Her?" Sheng Xifang held the picture frame, his fingers turned white, "In grandma's eyes, is there only one her?"

Old Madam Sheng met his cold eyes, and suddenly felt apprehensive.

Obviously he is his own grandson, but...

The older he gets, the scarier he gets.

After being seven years old without a mother, she was indifferent to everyone.

That's why he now has a cold, distant personality.

"Xifang..." Old Madam Sheng's voice was much softer, "Let's let go of the past, okay?"

(End of this chapter)