Chapter 911

At that time, it was still early. Wen churan woke up, but he didn't bother to poke his cell phone in his bed and thought of getting up again at seven to prepare breakfast.

Suddenly, the sound of the car stalling sounded outside.

She jumped up and ran to the French window. Her face turned white.

I saw a lengthened Lincoln parked outside the small foreign building, surrounded by a row of guards.

It's the same as yesterday.

Wen churan rushed downstairs. Sure enough, he saw a man sitting on the sofa with his legs folded on the tea table. His leisure posture was very much like the owner here.

Her anger rose with a rub. She really couldn't help scolding, "what are you doing here, is it sick?"

Sitting on the sofa, Sheng Shi Mo slowly raised his head and saw Wen churan standing opposite. He was still wearing silk pajamas and didn't change. Maybe it was the reason for running. On the one hand, the collar slipped to his shoulder, revealing a large area of snow muscle and exquisite collarbone, emitting a fatal temptation. The appearance of unkempt hair and face added a bit of lazy beauty.

I don't know whether she was too tired or too angry. She was panting and her chest fluctuated, which made people fantasize.

In his prime, Mo only felt his ears were hot and quickly looked away, but it seemed to be attracted by something. His eyes always glanced at Wen churan unconsciously.

He can only kindly remind "put on your clothes first."

I haven't seen her wake up for a long time.

But when I thought that in the past five years, maybe Mucheng could see Wen churan wearing pajamas every day, there was a fire of jealousy at the bottom of Sheng Shimo's heart, burning him crazy.

Wen churan pulls up his collar and angrily asks, "how did you get in?"

At the moment, the door of the foreign building was locked, but there was no trace of prying it carefully.

Sheng Shimo pressed down his jealousy and replied calmly, "in order to come in, I specially found a very powerful unlocking expert."

He said the words "deliberately" and "powerful" very seriously, as if he wanted to annoy her on purpose.

Congratulations, he did it successfully.

Wen churan was so angry that he was about to explode, but he didn't want the ink to make a joke. He had to endure his anger and try to keep calm. He said coldly, "get out! Don't come here again. Don't disturb my life with the little milk can. This is my last warning to you! "

Sheng Shimo didn't speak, but snapped his fingers.

Then, a group of guards suddenly rushed in from the outside, each holding a plate of delicious food until the table was filled without leaving a gap.

"Breakfast." Sheng Shimo slowly spits out these two words from his thin lips.

Is this... Breakfast?

Are you sure it's not a man Han banquet?

Looking at the delicious dishes on the table, there was no repetition. They were all what she loved to eat before.

No matter which woman, at this moment, should be moved to a mess.

But Wen churan's memory of five years ago was awakened, followed by a hatred until death.

How attentive he seems to her now, how much she hates him in her heart.

Because of the deception five years ago, at this moment, his appearance is more hypocritical.

"Withdraw!" Wen churan looked away, as if disdaining to see the delicious food, and said coldly, "all withdraw!"

Just then, the little milk can suddenly rushed down from upstairs, "Ma Ma... I smell a delicious smell!"