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

chapter 587

"Get out! I don't want to see you!"

Accompanied by her words, a basin of water poured down.

Sheng Xifang stepped back.

Successfully escaped.

On the other hand, Nanshan stood like a pine tree, and was drenched in the face.

The empty basin in Zhao Chumian's hand fell to the ground, "Brother Nanshan, why don't you hide?"

Nanshan wiped the water on his face, it was tasteless, clean water.

"I am fine."

He still stared at Sheng Xifang motionlessly.

Sheng Xifang took out his mobile phone and quickly sent a message to Zhao Chumian.

However, she neither replied nor came down.

Sheng Xifang put the phone into his trouser pocket calmly, "I'll go in and explain to her."

Nanshan raised his hand to stop him.

The door is wide.

Sheng Xifang walked past calmly, and said coldly, "If you catch a cold, Mianmian will love you."

"I'm in good health. With this little cold water, I won't catch a cold."

"I didn't explain it to you, but to her." Sheng Xifang strode in.

Nan Shan stood where he was, hesitating for a moment.

Just one last chance.

If Mian Mian is not satisfied, it's not too late to throw him out.

Zhao Chumian believed that Sheng Xifang was not so thick-skinned that he was almost splashed with water and refused to leave, and even more believed that Brother Nanshan would stop him.

So, she went back to the room slowly.

Just sitting on the sofa, the door opened.

The book "Mr. President, Gently Kiss" in her hand was placed under her buttocks.

"What are you here for?"

She looked displeased.

"Look at you."

"Have you seen enough? You can go..." Zhao Chumian held the pillow, "I have nothing to say to you..."

Sheng Xifang closed the door and walked in front of her.

Seems to be really angry.

Actually wanted to splash him with water.

He leaned over, leaned close to her little face, and asked in a low voice, "Are you jealous?"

"No……"

The corner of her mouth twitched. Why is the plot here similar to the novel I just read?

The difference is, they are in the room, not in the car.

If in the car...

In a narrow space.

The scene just imagined appeared in Zhao Chumian's mind...

She picked up the pillow and threw it to him, "Go away... Narcissism! I lost my memory! I don't love you."

Sheng Xifang grabbed the pillow and said in a low voice, "If I remember correctly, your memory is slowly recovering..."

She said it herself.

"I'm lying! I want to know what Wanmei did in Heyuan to irritate me. I did it on purpose..." Zhao Chumian covered her belly with her hands.

She raised her eyes, and stared at him with beautiful peach blossom eyes, "In the end, people were not deceived... I was injured myself."

"not good……"

"I still don't want to restore my memory in the future."

Originally, it could not be recovered.

Sheng Xifang listened to her patiently, and slightly tightened his fingers gripping the pillow.

In the past, she loved herself badly.

Hearing the recording of Wanmei Synthesis under the scorching sun, I will definitely have a psychological breakdown.

Sheng Xifang put the pillow by her side, leaned over her little face, "It's okay, if you don't want to recover, you won't recover."

Looking up, at such a close distance...

It is more like the description in the book.

Get closer, nose to touch.

Well……

not good.

The back of the book is not suitable for children!
She blinked and smiled, "Are you finished? I'm going to rest, you go back, move your things away tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow I will transform the opposite room into..."

This villa is too big, with many functional rooms.

What should I transform into?
"My cloakroom!"

"Okay." Sheng Xifang readily agreed, "Where will I live in the future?"

"Each goes back to each house, each finds each mother..." Zhao Chumian bit her lip.

He has no mother...

"Anyway, you stay at your house..."

She swallowed.

His pale eyes reflected her somewhat pale face.

"You don't ask me who that woman is?"

(End of this chapter)