Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Han Xiaoye slid the screen of his phone to and fro, not knowing what he wanted to do after swiping for a long time. She threw the phone to the pillow in annoyance, and pulled the bed cover over her head. After covering for five minutes, she lifted the quilt with a 'swoosh', picked up the phone again, and got up.

   Everyone in the dormitory was complaining about how abusive the instructor was, and there was a good-looking boy in the class, and they encountered interesting things somewhere.

   Seeing Han Xiaoye coming down, Lin Yijia took the time to ask, "Xiaoye, where are you going so late?"

   "It's too hot, I'm going out to get some air."

"Oh, then come back early. The dormitory aunt will have to go to bed in a while. You know, when she gets angry, she has to scold her for half an hour. That's it, I'm not talking about you Little girl, don't you understand on time? Do you know how to look at your watch? Is there something wrong with your eyes or is you not good at math? Can't you recognize the bedtime? Ah, tell me, why are you late? Come on, tell me your reason... ..." Lin Yijia learned how the dormitory manager was angry, and his learning was vivid. It made everyone laugh, and began to discuss the so-and-so who scolded the 205 next door last night...

  Han Xiaoye closed the door, walked through the corridor, and crouched at the corner of the stairs. He mustered up his courage and dialed the number 1 button.

   "beep--"

   Her heart was hanging in the air.

  The phone rang 12 times, but no one answered. Han Xiaoye's mouth was a little cold, and a mechanical female voice sounded, and she hung up the phone with a snap. Staring at the phone for a while, he gritted his teeth.

9 pm.

   What is Fu Zhiyan doing by not answering the phone at this point?

   She changed from thinking about it to thinking about it. She couldn't help but slapped her hands and dialed the phone again.

   "Beep--" is still the sound of rustling electric current.

   When the phone was about to be automatically hung up again, a cool and pleasant voice came from the other end, "Hello."

  Fu Zhiyan answered the phone, but Han Xiaoye didn't know what to say. There was a full thirty seconds of silence, except for the sound of electricity on the phone.

  Fu Zhiyan put down the document in his hand, rubbed his temples, and leaned back on the chair. There was silence in the conference room, looking at each other as the workaholic CEO made a phone call.

   "Han Xiaoye."

"what?"

   "Wait for me for a few more days." He paused, "I'll come and pick you up before your military training is over."

   The tenderness in his downcast eyes was astonishing at the people in the conference room.

  Mr. Fu is gentle... With the sub-zero temperature aura, Mr. Fu, who has been working overtime and staying up late for a few days with a small leather whip, even has moments of tenderness.

   This feeling is like living a ghost!

  Han Xiaoye was still arguing, but when he heard that he took the initiative to give the steps, he immediately stepped down, "Little uncle, I miss you."

  No way, she really misses him, it's amazing. Originally, he thought that he would not take the initiative to call, and he was determined to hold it! But hold on! The ideal is too full, and the reality is too skinny. She hadn't heard his voice for three days, and her heart was scratching like a cat scratching her lungs.

"Yep."

  Han Xiaoye rolled his eyes and changed his way, "Then do you miss me?"

   Let Fu Zhiyan take the initiative, it is better to let the pig climb the tree. The mountain does not look for me, I look for the mountain. He doesn't take the initiative, she just takes the initiative.

   Anyway, there is always one of the two who should take the initiative, and they should both hold it and talk about a hairy love! She is not thick-skinned, at most she is fighting for the revolutionary cause of two people.

  Han Xiaoye felt much more comfortable when he thought about it, and his mouth became bold and straightforward, "I pulled your gun and left you there that day, you're not angry with me, are you?"

  "..." It was obviously the little girl who was angry, and she slapped him and left the day she was angry. Fu Zhiyan was silent for a moment, then glanced at the gossip and looked at his crowd, pulled out the chair, and went out, "Aren't you angry?"

  Han Xiaoye pouted, "I'm angry, and whoever is not will be angry. But what can I do, who will make me like you more."

   She's just that good, she doesn't hold back what she says.

   It's over after I've said it, and I won't keep thinking about it.

  Fu Zhiyan hooked the corners of his mouth, his phoenix eyes softened. City B is windy and the waves are blowing. Han Xiaoye heard the sound of the sea and immediately asked, "Little uncle, haven't you gone back yet?"

"Yep."

   "When are you going back?"

  Fu Zhiyan pursed his lower lip, "There will be a dinner later."

  Emma! Dinner, isn't that a beautiful champagne, power and **** trade? Han Xiaoye stood up immediately and said fiercely, "Little uncle, don't forget what you promised me before your business trip, and resolutely start the battle of chastity-virginity!"

  “…”

   "Unnecessarily, don't drink alcohol. If someone drinks you, you can't drink. What if you get drunk and take advantage of it?"

  Fu Zhiyan's temples jumped wildly, "No."

"Definitely! Didn't you get drunk by me for the first time, and then that? I only put half a bottle for you, and the bottle is only the size of a palm, so you can't drink enough." After that, she said Don't forget to speak earnestly, "Alcohol can mess up your sex!"

   If the little hooligan wasn't around, if he was around, he definitely couldn't help but want to 'teach' her a good lesson!

  Oh, she dares to say half a bottle of sexualpotency.

  Also, she is the one who is chaotic.

   Secretly put it in the **** soup for him and drank the remaining half.

"My daughter-in-law is better at home, and you have to use your own guns. The left and right people, you can order whatever you want tonight, and the other nobles should not provoke them." Han Xiaoye can't wait to fly to City B immediately, but no Reality. I wanted to say a few harsh words, so I took the initiative to make a phone call. Didn't I slap myself in the face for harsh words?

   She was sore.

   Just when her eggs were sore, the man on the other end of the phone held back a hoarse and **** voice, "Han Xiaoye, don't think that I can't do anything about you through the phone."

   "Can you still fight cattle across the mountain?" Bright and provocative.

   "Oh, you can try it." Fu Zhiyan smiled lightly, looked at the time on his watch, and frowned, "Wait for me at C University, I'll call you tomorrow when I'm free."

   Hearing that he would take the initiative to call, Han Xiaoye's heart was sweet, just like eating a lollipop, "Okay."

   hung up the phone, she swept away the gloom of the past few days, and happily returned to the bedroom.

  The man in city B who also hung up the phone did not enter so quickly, but swiped his phone and clicked into the album. His album is the same as his character, and there is only one photo of the cold. Fu Zhiyan touched the photo with his fingertips, and the photo was enlarged. The strange girl above was sleeping peacefully, and his eyes were full of doting. He lowered his head and kissed softly, and said softly, "Good night, little rascal."