Missing You Deeply

Xi Zhiwei's smile suddenly froze on her face.

Su Wanwan twitched the corners of her lips, took off her top and put on her sportswear top.

Xi Zhiwei's eyes narrowed, she bit her lower lip hard, and replied unwillingly, The only thing you can rely on is that piece of paper. The wife that Brother Mu Nian recognizes is his real wife!

My wife with a bad reputation, it seems that you are very happy...

Su Wanwan put on her sportswear and skirt, raised her hands to tie her hair into a neat ponytail, and then put on her wristbands. She cracked the bones and joints of her hands and made a sound, It's a pity that I will never be able to get on the stage. .”

you…….

Su Wanwan dressed up and walked towards the door. When she passed by Xi Zhiwei, she laughed again, Don't mess with me. If I accidentally reveal your identity as the mistress, then I won't do it. alright.

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When Su Wanwan and Xi Zhiwei arrived at the golf course, the old man and Pei Munian were already playing golf. Pei Munian's posture was elegant, and he showed an aristocratic air with every move he made. He just waved the stick casually, and the ball was accurate. As the ground flew into the hole, the old man praised, Not bad, young people are really strong.

Pei Munian smiled lightly and said, Mr. Lin, you are not bad either.

I'm old. How can I compare to you young people? I'm dizzy after just two swings. Mr. Lin looked at Su Wanwan and Xi Zhiwei and said, You young people, you can play, I'll sit there. a while.

Mr. Lin was about to take a step when he suddenly thought of something and said: By the way, isn't Miss Su not very good at hitting? Mr. Pei, you have to guide her well. Miss Su, you also have to cherish it. Pei Munian is like this The teacher is definitely a rare opportunity.

OK!

Su Wanwan responded, looking at Pei Munian with dark eyes, with a hint of provocation, But Mr. Pei's wife is by his side. What if he comes to teach me what to do if Miss Xi is jealous?

Pei Munian and Su Wanwan looked at each other for a second and said, No, I can teach you.

Pei Munian walked straight over with long legs. Su Wanwan glanced at Xi Zhiwei who was frozen there, tilted her head and smiled, Your Weiwei is about to cry.

Pei Munian opened his arms and directly surrounded Su Wanwan, holding his hands on hers, his thin lips next to her ear, and said in a cold voice, If you have to follow me, then just be calm.

Su Wanwan turned her face sideways and looked at the handsome face so close at hand, the anger in her heart slowly rising.

Are you so afraid that your Weiwei will be harmed? Are you warning me again and again?

Look ahead.

Pei Munian held Su Wanwan's hand and waved the stick. The ball flew out and made another hole-in-one.

Mr. Lin clapped his hands directly and said, Yes, Mr. Pei taught well. Miss Su, have you learned it?

learned!

Su Wanwan broke away from Pei Munian and said to Mr. Lin: Old sir, let me try it myself and see the results of my study!

good.

Su Wanwan glared at Pei Munian, then looked at Xi Zhiwei who was standing on the other side, a hint of meaning flashed in her eyes, and then she swung the bat a few times tentatively, took aim, and swung hard.

The ball was supposed to fly forward, but at the last moment, Su Wanwan's stick deviated slightly, and the white ball went in the direction of Xi Zhiwei.

Su Wanwan didn't watch the ball, and kept looking at Pei Munian beside her from the corner of her eyes.