Chapter 1688

It's already eight o'clock. I can't rest assured. She made another call.

In fact, this call, she hesitated for a long time should not be called, in case, he is still busy, she will not disturb him?!

However, I really want to know that he is not busy, so I summoned up my courage and dialed the phone.

Muyazhe answers the phone.

Her phone, but all mobile phones at hand, he has no oversight, no matter what is doing, in time to answer her phone, has become a habit.

On the phone, muyazhe's voice is a little bit of imperceptible fatigue and hoarseness. It seems that the listening environment is still at the meeting.

Still having a meeting?!

The meeting from five to eight

Cloud poetry sighs and sighs.

"I'll probably be late," said muyazhe. "Take a rest first. Don't wait for me!"

"Come back earlier!"

After yunshishi finished speaking, he hung up the phone and sat on the sofa in the living room. Although he was sleepy, he didn't want to go back to the room to rest at all.

Just today, she wanted to wait until he came home.

However, this phone call, but also let her understand the word "heart to heart".

People, the process of maturity, is to gradually understand the transposition thinking.

Now, waiting for him to come back from his lonely home, it turned out to be such a anxious thing.

It turned out that she was really worried and missed him when he came back so late.

The same

She has been in the production team for so long, half a month, and rarely calls him, and he misses her so much, right?!

So that day, on the night of the proposal, before entering the hotel, he hugged her so tightly, as if he had devoted his thoughts accumulated for more than half a month to his arms.

Reluctant to let go.

Embrace her into the room, so can't wait to enter her, eat the marrow!

I should miss her so much that I have been crazy all night.

It's a little too much for her to think so.

No matter how busy the work is, it can't be an excuse to ignore home.

So he asked to say, let her not work, stay at home, he raised her!

She didn't understand him.

Cloud poetry thought, while feeling guilty, holding the knee, burying the face into the arm bend, sad a little want to cry!

Looking out of the window, the night is very deep.

But the more she waited, the more sleepless she became.

The waiting time is so long, one minute, one second, the clock seems to be delayed, even if it's like a century, it's only half a quarter past.

There is a point, blame their own affectation!

In the morning, she will meet again. How can she miss her so much in half a day.

When she was on the set, did he wait for her so hard.

In the mind of Yun's poems, I can't help imagining a picture.

In the conference room, he sat in the main seat, tired, but still sat up straight and listened to the conference report.

Think about it and feel tired.

Even if you don't do anything, but sitting in a chair for more than four hours, your body won't be able to bear it!

Worrying and waiting anxiously.

Until midnight, at half past ten, there was a car whistle outside the door.

Next, it was the sound of the car slowly parking in the warehouse.

A few minutes later, when he opened the door and came in, there was a light in the porch.

He left the key on the cabinet, just took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, but the sound of movement and stillness awakened Yunshi, who was dozing off on the sofa.

"You're back?!"

In the dark, there was a confused voice.