Good Morning Marshal: Adorable Rabbit Sweet Wife Attacks

The result of Quan Zhe's annoyance was that Xiao Yao called his mobile phone, and occasionally the phone was connected by someone else, and from the person who called, Xiao Yao had never heard the voice.

It seemed to be the secretary next to Quan Zhe, and it seemed that it was not his secretary, but someone else, anyway, it was a woman's voice.

Xiao Yao never cared about it, because she felt that Quan Zhe would never abandon her, nor would she ignore her. He must have something to do, so she found a female assistant to answer her call.

All of this is so reasonable to explain, and now it seems that everything is not explained like he himself.

Xiao Yao suddenly sat up from the bed, opened her bag, took out her mobile phone, all her things were scattered on the bed, those lipsticks and eye shadow boxes were all scattered on the bed, it was very messy, it seemed that the mess was so neat.

The little demon picked up the phone and dialed it. After a long time, the other side was slowly connected. The little demon said to the other end of the phone: "Quan Zhe, when are you coming back? The weather has been very cold recently, and I I think it's okay if you're too busy, but at least come back and get a coat, I'm really not thinking about you, I just want you to get a coat, after all, it's your body, take care of your body, you know ?”

Xiao Yao said a lot in one breath, just trying to hide her flustered state.

She doesn't know whether what she heard this morning is true or not, anyway, it doesn't matter, as long as he can have a word with Quan Zhe, it will be fine.

However, after the phone was silent for a long time, the familiar woman's voice came again, still mechanically indifferent.

"I'm sorry, the president is busy now. If you want to find him, it will take several days."

After he finished speaking, the phone was hung up with a snap, and Xiao Yao looked at the phone that had ended the call, feeling as if he could no longer relax and became very heavy.

Xiao Yao sat in front of the window, looking at the lights outside the window, and the sky outside the window. Now that he is not in the suburbs, the sky is dark and dense, and the only light that can be seen is that cast by the huge silver plate in the distance.

The stars are gone, and the moon will appear lonely.

Xiao Yao thought so. He counted the ancient treasures he found, and found that those treasures were either missing arms or legs. However, because of the long time, Xiao Yao still thought it was very beautiful.

There was a small cup that fell out of his pocket. It was too small to fit in his hand. It was only enough for a glass of water, a small glass of water.

The little demon stretched out his hand and put the porcelain in his hand. The original color had already peeled off, and his body was covered with mud. You spit it out, and it was firmly attached to the street. It seemed that it was no longer a piece of porcelain, but half a piece of porcelain. .

If this piece of porcelain is smashed, only a small fragment can escape, so it cannot be smashed, just like a person is born with a tumor.

This tumor is not a bad thing for that person, but if one day, he wants to get rid of this tumor, he may take his own life.

Many people will think about whether to remove it, but they don't have the courage in the end. After all, let them laugh at it if they laugh at it. Anyway, one day, some people will be buried in peace.

The little demon slowly backed away from the window, and retreated to the bed. He leaned on the bed and looked at his ceiling. The ceiling of the room was decorated by him and Quan Zhe together. The color was very beautiful. It was the top of a deep forest with antler lamps. , there are bright and shiny phosphors, those phosphors can bring a person infinite reverie the moment the light is turned off.

But these daydreams couldn't fly at night when he wanted to be alone. He took a deep breath, thinking that he must not sit still any longer, and he didn't care whether the person who answered the phone had anything to do with Quan Zhe.

He just wanted to see Quan Zhe, for any reason, but not because I missed you.

The little demon is very proud, he doesn't want to bury his head in the dust, she read a sentence.

If one day you bury your head in the dust, the other party will stand on top of your head and demonstrate against you.

Xiao Yao wants to have an equal environment with Quan Zhe, so he doesn't want to bury his head in the dust.

The light was turned off, and the white fluorescent color on the wall flickered slightly, but it still gave the little demon a sleepless night. They were the embodiment of a thousand dreams, and there were angels who stopped and stayed on the wall.

The little demon saw that the blue light was dark everywhere, but the really bright ones were those powders. In fact, the light would not be contagious to the people nearby.

And when the people next to Ping feel that they have the light, it is because the person who spreads the light is in front of him, so they think that they can have the light, have the light, what a ridiculous reason.

In the dark of night, time flies very slowly, the clock ticks, and you walk step by step, carefully.

Xiao Yao closed her eyes and listened to the ticking sound, the sound kept echoing in her ears, and echoed again and again, this is an ancient clock.

This clock was the little demon's fancy at the time. The pendulum is very large, and it will strike the time every time. It was a design more than 100 years ago, but it still works today.

The little demon grabbed the quilt, hugged the pillow, and buried himself in this deep place, but it may be because he suddenly grew up one day, he can no longer bury himself in a deeper place, he has to do now The most important thing is to learn to use one's own wings to protect one's own children and one's own man one day.

Of course his wings are not here to protect Quan Zhe, he just wants his feathers to bring Quan Zhe warmth, telling Quan Zhe that when he stretches out his hands, there is also a bird willing to hug him tightly behind his back he.

Give him courage in the stormy seas.

The little demon closed his eyes lightly, and when he opened them again, it was already past 11:[-] in the morning, the sky outside was sunny, the sun was just in the middle, there was no setting sun, and there was no morning glow and sunset glow, what was just hot sad.

Xiao Yao was sitting on the sofa on the first floor, watching TV, Xiao Wei lightly ran to her feet, and rubbed her feet with her head, as if she wanted to play with him.

Xiao Yao hugged Xiao Wei and walked to a place, then took Xiao Yao's ball from the side, and said to him: "Good boy, go chase it."

Talking about Xiao Yao throwing the ball directly into the sky, the ball was thrown so far, Xiaowei ran over excitedly and chased after it for a long time, but did not come back.

Xiaowei sat where she was, and brought a dog's tail grass from the side and gnawed it in her mouth.

The current life is quite boring, but very peaceful, as if he should have lived like this, as if he should have been alone, not two people in pairs.