Warm marriage, my domineering president

26, phone number Thinking of this, Qiao Mosheng realized that he should be so narcissistic.

Because although they are husband and wife, they are more like strangers, and his dislike for her has also been shown on the face. To say that his move is jealousy is simply absurd.

Besides, even if it is jealousy, handshakes are just etiquette, and the husband will feel dirty because his wife shakes hands with other men and must wash them clean?

Thinking of this, seeing that he was still wiping her hand, she withdrew her arm: "Brother, it's done."

Jian Shenyang glanced at her, then put the handkerchief back into the bag behind it.

Qiao Mosheng is now sitting on his lap, being hugged by him, her heartbeat has been pounding faster, she bit her little mouth, a little embarrassed, and said: "Brother, I'll just go back and sit by myself. "

Jian Shenyang didn't move, but the strength of her arm was a little loose. She got down from his arms smoothly and sat next to him. Feeling that her hand was still wet, she reached out and touched it, as if she smelled something. , She paused, leaned to the tip of her nose to smell, and was stunned for a while.

It smells like disinfectant...

She paused, swallowed her saliva, and quickly looked at him sideways. He didn't speak, and the car was quiet. She felt that it was too quiet. She looked sideways at his flawless side face. With his chin propped up, he looked in a certain direction with an indistinguishable expression.

Her mind was still full of questions about the smell of the disinfectant, but her cell phone rang, she took it out and saw that it was Cheng Elegy's message, asking if she had arrived home.

She replied to Cheng Elegy's message and saw the letter from the unfamiliar number. She bit her lower lip and hooked the corner of her mouth, smiled and took her mobile phone over and asked, "Brother, is this your number?"

He didn't look at her phone, but narrowed his deep eyes, "You didn't save my number?"

His words were too accusatory, and she immediately recognized it, smiled and waved her hands and said, "I didn't save it because I didn't have your number on purpose. What's your number? I'll save it now."

Jian Shenyang didn't speak, and turned his handsome face away.

He didn't get a response, Qiao Mosheng glanced at his indifferent handsome face, squeezed the phone and smiled, not sure what he meant.

Is it possible that you are angry?

She secretly glanced at him, curled her mouth, quietly turned her body away from him, and dialed a number on that number, and immediately there was a burst of beautiful pure music in the car.

She didn't smile until she felt him take out the phone, turned her head, waved to him, and said to the phone: "Brother..."

He glanced at her, connected the phone, and there was a "hmm" sound from the phone.

Qiao Mosheng looked at Jian Shenyang and smiled, and said to the phone with frowning eyebrows, "I knew I made the right call."

Jian Shenyang didn't hang up the phone, and didn't speak, but Qiao Mosheng knew he was waiting for her to speak, so she smiled and said, "Then shall I save the number now?"

He seemed to curl his lips into a smile, then he glanced sideways at her, immediately restored his cold expression, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Qiao Mosheng froze when he saw his smile.