Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

At eleven o'clock, Si Boheng returned to the bedroom after taking a shower, and saw that Yan Rongrong was still clasping the phone and typing.

He frowned slightly, walked straight to the bed, reached out and took her cell phone.

"Bao'er, it's eleven o'clock, you should rest."

Yan Rongrong panicked.

"Hey, wait a minute, I still have a message here that I haven't finished sending. I'll sleep after I send it."

She stared at her mobile phone anxiously, not daring to grab it.

Si Boheng took it over and tapped the screen, then looked up at Yan Rongrong.

"Can I see it?"

Yan Rongrong nodded.

"Of course I can"

She didn't have any secrets, she was interacting with fans just now.

Si Boheng directly unlocked Yan Rongrong's password, clicked on it, and said helplessly.

"Is it because you said these slobbers to them that you delayed going to bed?"

Yan Rongrong moved into the bed to make room for Si Boheng, and she patted the bed.

"I think my fans are very good, they are encouraging me to fight for this variety show, and they recommended me, saying that I can invite Mr. Xiao Wang from Xinghan Entertainment. Mr. Wang is very gentle and willing to give newcomers a chance ..."

Yan Rongrong said while watching Si Boheng's gradually darkening face, she tilted her head and said with a smile.

"Mr. Si, do you think I should fight for it?"

Si Boheng's face was as black as a pan this time, he was extremely fast and rushed towards Yan Rongrong.

Seeing his hungry wolf pounce on food, Yan Rongrong was taken aback, as if the stimulation was overdone.

"Mr. Si, don't mess around, baby, I can't help but press my stomach."

Of course, Si Boheng couldn't really overwhelm the baby, but he decided to teach Yan Rongrong a lesson, otherwise this little girl would always miss Mr. Ji, Mr. Lu, and now Mr. Wang.

He supported his body with his arms, but he was not pressing on Yan Rongrong's body at all, but he was very close to her. He lowered his head and bit her lip directly.

"what!"

Yan Rongrong couldn't help screaming, but her voice was a bit tactful, she wanted to push Si Boheng, but her body was weak, and she unconsciously raised her head.

Seeing the girl's enthusiastic expression, Si Boheng was reluctant to punish her, and she was too distracted to hold back.

So what was supposed to be a bite turned into a long and gentle kiss.

The girl under her closed her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, making her attractive and alluring.

Si Boheng let go of Yan Rongrong, and whispered in her ear.

"Do you still dare to provoke me?"

Yan Rongrong still lazily closed her eyes, her mind is still not clear at this moment.

"Dare"

Si Boheng bowed his head again, the two breaths were entangled with each other, feeling each other's love.

Si Boheng had never told Yan Rongrong that he loved her, but Yan Rongrong could feel that he cared more and more day by day. Love doesn't have to be said, it's good to let the other party feel it.

Si Boheng rolled over and lay beside Yan Rongrong, Yan Rongrong immediately leaned over, pillowed his arm, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Si Boheng looked down at her and sighed lightly.

Then with his eyes open, he watched the crystal chandelier calm down the fire in his body, and when he heard that Yan Rongrong quickly became breathing evenly, apparently fell asleep, he wanted to sigh even more.

This tormenting little thing sleeps soundly by himself, a little heartless.

Yan Rongrong slept in Si Boheng's arms all night, and she woke up really refreshed in the morning, but Si Boheng supported her waist and swung her arms to wash up.

Until he went to the restaurant for breakfast, he couldn't help but hammer his waist.

Both Geng Huan and Aunt Wen came over early, Geng Huan cleaned up the house, Aunt Wen made breakfast, and when Si Boheng came out, they both looked at him at the same time.

When they saw his movement of rubbing his waist quietly, the two of them looked at each other, both of them were a little worried, wouldn't they have been tossing around all night, right?How can Furry stand it?

Aunt Wen sighed.

"Master, you, you deserved your wife's beating."

After Aunt Wen said this, she hurried back to the kitchen to make fried dumplings. Normally, she didn't dare to talk to the young master like that, but today she couldn't see it anymore. Why didn't the young master feel sorry for Furong, and She still has a baby in her womb.

Si Boheng stood there for a long time, and when he wanted to settle the score with Aunt Wen, Aunt Wen hid too quickly and didn't give him a chance.

He looked at Geng Huan. Geng Huan was holding a vacuum cleaner in his hand. He quickly turned his head and squatted down to vacuum under the sofa.

Si Boheng stood up straight and sat down in the restaurant.

But last night he kept one posture for too long, and he felt back pain and sleepiness after sitting for a while, so he couldn't help but reach out and hit the hammer.

Aunt Wen saw it in the kitchen, and quietly took out her mobile phone to send Tang Yun a message.

"Madam, the young master really went too far this time. Rongrong hasn't come out yet, and I didn't dare to go in. The young master is still outside. I don't know what has happened to Rongrong now. What should I do?"

Tang Yunyan was very angry today, and yelled directly into the phone.

"Tell him to go back to the old house. Is this kid crazy? Don't you really think of Furong as a pregnant woman?"

Aunt Wen whispered.

"Ma'am, I dare not!"

Tang Yunyan said a word of advice to her, and hung up the phone directly.

But Aunt Wen still heard the voice of the chairman over there complaining.

"Ma'am, can you change it so that you don't kick out of bed every time?"

Aunt Wen finally understood where Madam's anger came from. She really had to admire the chairman's vigor. Of course, their chairman is not very old.

Si Boheng didn't wait for Yan Rongrong to have breakfast with him today, and went out after eating by himself.

Geng Huan pushed the vacuum cleaner and vacuumed the floor three times. Seeing that Si Boheng was about to leave, he couldn't hold back and went over to ask.

"Master, you...didn't change your clothes today?"

As a result, Si Boheng ignored her at all, and went straight out of the house.

Geng Huan sniffed, did she smell it wrong?She really felt that the young master didn't change his clothes.

"Aunt Wen, have you ironed the young master today?"

Seeing that Si Boheng had left, Aunt Wen stood at the bedroom door and listened, trying to make sure if Yan Rongrong was still asleep.

When Geng Huan asked her, he said casually.

"Young master said you don't need me, I didn't see the clothes you want to wear."

Geng Huan's cheeks twitched a few times, looking at Aunt Wen and shaking his head.

Why did the young master wear wrinkled clothes to work today?

Of course, their young master himself is in good spirits today, still wearing a black suit, white shirt, and even the same tie as yesterday.

Others might not be able to detect it, but Assistant Zheng and Secretary Fang, the two people around Si Boheng, could tell that the president came today without changing his clothes, and his suit still smelled of fried pancakes.

Assistant Zheng walked beside him, reporting today's itinerary while looking at Si Boheng's suit.

Si Boheng paused, looked at him and asked.

"what are you doing?"

Assistant Zheng saw that his colleagues were all greeting the president, and he said with a sneer.

"It's nothing, but were you too busy yesterday, so you forgot to iron your clothes? I'll ask Secretary Fang later..."