A Different Husband Every Day

Hmm. As if he heard her talking, Xu Yimo responded vaguely, and his breath soon took a long time.

Li Weiyin looked down at Xu Yimo, who was sleeping soundly on her shoulder. His facial features were really beautiful. His fine bangs covered his full forehead, and the sunlight from the window refracted in, spreading a gentle layer on his body.

His sleeping face was as clean as beautiful jade, as if it could soften the whole world.

Li Weiyin felt a little guilty. She hoped that Young Master Xu would not miss this very important art exhibition for him, but instead of directly discussing it with Xu Yimo, she chose to put him to sleep, and while he was half asleep and half awake, intentionally I mentioned it as an inducement.

This is actually a little sorry for this little angel who relies on her wholeheartedly.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Xu Yimo, but she was afraid that he would be unhappy and thought she liked his third brother again.

It was too troublesome to explain, and the time was a little tight. If Xu Yimo didn't relax, it might be difficult for Young Master Xu to show up.

You have a heart. Xu Yazheng turned the steering wheel, and the car drove towards the exhibition center, where the art exhibition was held.

I'm Yimo's wife anyway, and I wish him well. Li Weiyin's soft eyes fell on Xu Yimo.

Sometimes even people who don't like them will be treated specially because of their special relationship.

What's more, she doesn't like Young Master Xu, but she has no dislike for the other three personalities.

I don't know if that kid will come out. Xu Yazheng was not sure at all.

It should be. Li Weiyin's tone was also a little hesitant, but she had a hunch that it would.

If a person cares about too few things, then he will definitely hold on to them tightly. For him, only the things he cares about are very precious.

As time passed, Li Weiyin's eyelids began to become heavy while she was waiting. Just as she was about to fall asleep, a sudden force pushed her away, and her head hit the car window with a loud bang.

Xu Yimo! Xu Yazheng's voice was harsh and his eyes were dissatisfied.

Li Weiyin rubbed his sore head, and looked sideways at Xu Yimo, who had moved to the other side of the window and opened the greatest distance from him. He was still dressed in the same dress, but he had a particularly strong aura that no strangers should enter.

He was obviously as expressionless as Vice President Xu, but he was not as calm and calm as Vice President Xu, but a kind of cold gloom.

I don't like being touched by strangers. Young Master Xu's voice was devoid of any emotion or ups and downs.

you--

Forget it, auntie. Li Weiyin stopped Xu Yazheng, and said coldly, The art exhibition has begun.

Xu Yazheng looked at Li Weiyin, then glared at Young Master Xu again, opened the car door, and closed the door with a bang after getting out of the car.

Regarding Li Weiyin's indifference and Xu Yazheng's anger, Young Master Xu didn't care at all. He still maintained his speed, got out of the car slowly, and walked into the exhibition hall as if he didn't see the two of them, without saying hello. .

Seeing the tall figure disappear, Li Weiyin asked hesitantly, Can he... be alone?

Although Xu Yazheng was angry with this kid, but he had this kind of virtue, and she couldn't help it: You find a place to have a cup of tea and rest, and I will accompany him.

This guy doesn't have a soft heart at all. If a woman is attracted by his skin and strikes up a conversation, there will definitely be trouble.