Warm marriage, my domineering president

27. Brother, do you hate me? It seems that he doesn't hate her as much as she imagined.

She raised the corners of her lips, ran up to catch up with him in a small step, and asked with a smile: "Brother, why do you have my number?"

He sent her a message so quickly, could it be that her number already exists in his mobile phone?But they never contacted at all, where did he get her number?

His expression remained unchanged, and he changed the subject indifferently: "I can't have your number?"

Qiao Mosheng smiled and shook his head: "Yes, of course you can, but you know that after we got married, you ignored me, so I was a little surprised."

Jian Shenyang didn't speak, her eyes were deep, she glanced at the corner of the clothes she was gently pulling, but she didn't push her little hand away.

And she was used to his indifference and reticence, so she didn't care about it long ago.

However, she suddenly didn't think that he hated her as before, and thought that his character was just so cold and reticent. Thinking of this, she smiled and looked up at him again, and struck up a conversation with him: "Brother, can I ask you a question?" ?”

Jian Shenyang didn't answer for a while, just when she thought he couldn't speak, his beautiful thin lips parted slightly, and he said "um".

Hearing his response, she continued to ask with a wink and a smile, "Brother, do you...hate me?"

He paused, looked down at her, and asked coldly and without emotion: "Do you think you are annoying?"

Qiao Mosheng: "..." What kind of answer is this.

However, she also knows that in the hearts of many people, she is almost perfect, which is why those words of narcissism and pride are derived.

So, so does she.So, why does she feel that she is annoying?

Thinking of this, she had a good look, and immediately smiled, and the small move of pulling his sleeves turned into holding his wrists with both hands, and asked with a smile: "Brother, I understand, you mean you don't hate me, Right?"

Jian Shenyang just glanced at her, raised his eyebrows lightly, did not speak, and then glanced at the wrist she was holding.His wrist was clutched by her warm little hand, which was so hot that it was so hot.

At this time, the housekeeper came out to greet them, and seeing them both came back together, he was very excited: "Sir, Ma'am, welcome home."

Jian Shenyang glanced at him indifferently, pushed her hands away coldly, and went straight upstairs.

And Qiao Mosheng looked at his back and went back to his room.

But after returning to her room, she found that everything in her room had disappeared. She went downstairs to verify and asked the housekeeper, "Where are the things in my room? Why are they gone?"

Hearing this, the butler smiled at Mimi and said, "Mr. called back this morning and said that Ma'am, you will share a room with him from now on, and asked someone to move all your things to the master bedroom."

Qiao Mosheng went upstairs and opened the door of the master bedroom.

In the master bedroom, there was no figure of Jian Shenyang. He was not in the room, so she immediately went to the study next door and knocked on the door of the study.

After a while, a deep voice came from inside: "Come in."