President Ling got slapped in the face again today

"Are you back?" He Dongwei rushed forward enthusiastically,
Seeing her empty hands, Ling Li was a little puzzled: "Are you alone at home?"

Uh~ To be precise, one person and one dog.

"The baby room has just been furnished, and the furniture is all new. I'll let Little Pudding stay in He's house for a few more days." While speaking, there was a trace of charm and shyness in her bright eyes,

He took a deep breath sharply, he simply loved her clever way of drawing inferences from one instance to another, she made a metaphor in the morning, and she understood it by herself.

"My little Weiwei, you have really grown up." He lifted her up sharply, kissed him very rarely, and hugged He Dongwei and rolled on the sofa in circles.

Love needs tenderness. Of course He Dongwei knows that she can't be a bastard who lifts up her pants and refuses to recognize others. While saying she loves him, she always puts her mind on Little Pudding, even if Ling Li doesn't make a fuss and is jealous, But it is hard to guarantee that the strong and silky love between the two will fall into the gravel again,

So she has to hurry up and stabilize.

At certain moments, He Dongwei couldn't hear the description of the word "small" the most, and said half coquettishly and half ashamedly: "I'm not young."

"Well, I was wrong, it's exquisite!" Corrected sharply and earnestly, before He Dongwei's shameful fist swung, she had already predicted her movements, and hugged her on her lap first to prevent her from escaping .

"You...you are so delicate!" He Dongwei couldn't push it, and it didn't hurt him to hit him, so he could only fight back with words.

Which man can remain indifferent to such an attack?
"What did you say?" The sharp big hand squeezed her tightly gripped waist, deliberately pressing on his thigh with force, letting her feel his arrogance and anger nakedly.

A certain person was still yelling that his back was sore and his legs were hurting in the morning, but now he dared to be so arrogant, maybe he had forgotten what happened last night.

He Dongwei didn't dare to move around, she sat quietly on Ling Li's lap with her blushing face suppressed, the arrogance just now vanished in an instant, she struggled to escape, but was quickly pulled back by Ling Li's hands, Push back to the original position that only belongs to her.

The sharp and warm breath was in front of her eyes, and the soft lips fell down inch by inch, lingering on her neck, and the deep voice shouted emotionally: "Vivi, who am I to you?"

He Dongwei's body was extremely sensitive, it was already limp in a mess.

Who else could he be? A ghost who came here to subdue her!
Her mouth that had been kissed fiercely had long betrayed her mind, and she couldn't help blurting out: "Husband!"

Ling Li instantly showed a satisfied smile, the love overflowing from his eyes almost filled the entire space, he held He Dongwei's pretty face seriously and cherished, and asked word by word: "Can you give me a baby too? "

He Dongwei's expression paused, and before being caught sharply, Lightspeed raised a smiling face: "Do you want a boy or a girl?"

"What do you want, what do I care about!" He tightly clasped He Dongwei's waist, and the two of them had already touched their foreheads, almost without words, and they were able to convey all the love and thoughts to each other.

"Puchi!" He Dongwei was brilliant, and took the initiative to send a sweet and lingering kiss,

The lingering love continues to rise and linger, the touch between the lips and teeth can no longer extinguish the fire of love,

The moment He Dongwei left her sharp lips, she deliberately took the time to take a breath and added: "Husband, you must always remember that it is I who want to give birth to you."

She has always hoped to have a child of her own. She didn't mention it before because she thought Ling Li didn't like children, but sometimes she saw him secretly teasing Little Pudding a few times when no one was around. Since everyone likes children, Then there is nothing to worry about,

She just promised He Zheng not to marry, did she promise him not to have children?

The sharp lips covered him again, with his usual force, but he only gently engulfed him. Instead, he transferred his strength to He Dongwei's waist, and with a light lift, he rolled him into the bedroom.

The little brother didn't know what food they were grabbing, so he desperately wanted to follow up in the bedroom to see if he could get some soup dregs and other benefits, but he closed the door fiercely, not even leaving a crack for it.

It's too much, to close the door and eat alone!

I didn't even give it a straight look when I came back, and now I want it to listen to their happy applause inside alone,

Its hasty dog ​​life added another "tragic dog world" thing.

It is another season of April in the world, with peach blossoms blooming and rainy, and the fragrance of flowers seems to be wrapped in fog and rain, everywhere, itching around people's noses and hearts.

The weather outside was extremely gloomy, and the thick clouds piled up in the sky seemed to be overwhelmed and could fall to the world at any time, so that when the sun was high, the outside was gray.

He Dongwei stretched comfortably, and looked at the clock to find that it was already ten o'clock. Apart from the backache and back pain, she was in good spirits, and her face was so tender that water could be squeezed out.

After a fierce battle all night, she was the first to surrender. She was so tired that she fell asleep, and she didn't know when the fierceness would end and when she would wake up.

The whole room smelled of him. He Dongwei touched the bed where he left, feeling that there was residual warmth there.

There is a post-it note on the desktop: [I'm going to the airport, take a good rest, remember to miss me! ] followed by a series of love.

"Hee hee, when did it become so nasty!" He Dongwei said with disgust, but her fingertips obsessively stroked the post-it note left by Ling Li: "The words are pretty good!"

With Ling Li's insistence on the exclusive rights of the X security system, BO Company can only choose to compromise and cooperate in the end. As the top person in charge of Starlight Company, he must go to country M to discuss cooperation with the other party.
As for how many days the cooperation will take, He Dongwei is also unknown.

Two days passed, and she fell into lovesickness. In the flu season, the cold also came to her door. She was even more afraid to take Pudding with her, so she could only obediently recuperate at home.

Sister Hong was cleaning in the living room. Seeing He Dongwei get up, she greeted him cordially: "Weiwei is awake?"

He Dongwei: "Well, good morning, Miss Hong."

After He Dongwei finished washing, Sister Hong had already served breakfast and medicine and put them on the dining table, "Weiwei, Ah Li specifically told you that I must urge you to take your medicine when you wake up."

He Dongwei "enjoyed" obediently, while Sister Hong turned around and went back to the kitchen, taking out her mobile phone to report the situation.

"Ding dong—" the doorbell just rang.

He Dongwei got up courteously, "I'll come, I'll come."

"Hello, is Ms. He there? ... This is your courier, please sign for it."

"It's mine, thank you." He Dongwei happily took the package, which was not heavy but a bit big, so he had to drag it in the door.

This is a new nest she ordered two days ago for her younger brother.

She took very good care of the preferences of the little brother, a boring dog, and specially chose a pink one. She planned to assemble it herself, just to pass the boring time of being stuck at home on this rainy day.

"Sister Hong, do you have scissors or a box cutter at home?"

Sister Hong was reporting the situation to Ling Li, and before she could hang up the phone, He Dongwei's voice drifted into the other end of the phone.

Hearing this lively voice, the sharp voice softened a bit: "There are in the study."

Sister Hong poked her head out and said via voice transmission, "Ah Li's study room has it."

He Dongwei glanced at the door of the study in doubt. There was a combination lock there, and the door of the study was always closed no matter whether Ling Li was at home or not.

She also heard from Sister Hong that Ling Li didn't need her to clean the study, as he sorted out the things in it himself.

She thought that there was Ling Li's secret base, and there were many confidential business documents in it. It's normal not to allow people to come in and out at will. She should respect other people's privacy, not to mention that she doesn't have a password: "Forget it, I'll wait. Go out and buy again."

But when Ling Li heard that she was going out, he immediately disagreed, "Sister Hong, give her the phone."

Sister Hong: "Weiwei, Ah Li asked you to answer the phone."

Only then did He Dongwei know that Sister Hong was secretly reporting to Ling Li, so she picked up the phone and yelled sweetly, "Ah Li!"

Ling Li: "We have everything you need at home. It's just right for you to catch a cold. Don't go out today. If you feel bored, there are many books in the study. You can read them casually. I'll be back soon, be good."

"Isn't that good? This is your study room, and it's still locked." She twisted the bow-knot string of her skirt belt, her mind was mixed, and her eyes clearly aimed at the door of the study room.

"There's nothing wrong with it." The sharp voice suddenly became softer. He only regretted that the thousands of miles of wireless sound transmission could not fully express all his affection, "Vivi, my lock...has been unlocked long ago."

He Dongwei reached out to grab the doorknob, and the door "clicked", and it opened easily. The combination lock was just a cover.

She was stunned by the scene Hui poured into her eyes.

The entire study room is bigger than the living room, and its style doesn't match the outside at all. The outside is modern and minimalist, while the inside is somewhat retro-style of the Republic of China. The lighting is yellowish, and it looks very warm.

The entire wall is full of books, and the solid wooden bookshelves are old and yellowish. Even if a new bookshelf is added to the right side, it must be exactly the same as the old one.

But what attracted the most attention was the large square table in the middle. The tabletop was smooth and smooth, but it was covered with various symbols and formulas, and two cute cartoon faces of teenagers were drawn on it.

This place actually restores the "corner of home" they missed the most back then.
The four seasons of struggle that year, this table is a witness, together with their common goals and words of mutual encouragement, are all recorded in front of our eyes one by one,
"I want to go to Q University, I want to be a doctor...", those words are still in my ears,
Her hand gently caressed the traces on the desktop,
He Dongwei: [People who don’t struggle are in vain, people who don’t have dreams are hard to fly, people who don’t have goals are hard to be ambitious, I hope that the end of my efforts will always be ↓]

Ling Li: [My struggle ↑, my dream ↑, my goal ↑]

The linkage between the upper and lower sentences is childish and sweet, and the simple arrows in the middle of the two clearly indicate one's life goals.

He Dongwei touched the ink that had been faded by time nostalgicly, with a faint smile on her face. These two Q-version comic portraits were exactly what they drew for each other at that time.

She occasionally did a question, and when her head was swollen, she couldn't help licking a few strokes on the table, and then Ling Li also started to slap her hands. Gradually, the cartoon images of the two became more vivid and clear.

Sometimes two people discuss the topic and refuse to give in to each other, and the desktop once again bears the grievances carried by the two - write the topic on the desktop, and get the standard answer another day, so that the verdict can be reversed.