Chapter 86

He didn't hang up until the other party's reply after the notice as usual. In his opinion, Linlang has made a profit if the young master can allow her to "fly for a while" on the Internet.

What else do you want?

Linlang looks at the phone blankly. She doesn't know which link is wrong. The women around her are noisy. She doesn't know whether she is in a good mood or not. She has been asking what is said on the phone. She casually perfunctorily puts on a few words and comes to the terrace holding the phone.

After thinking about it again and again, Lin Lang still dials the phone back. Even if a play is about to end, there will always be a green banquet or something. Just tell her so indistinctly

Miss Linlang, you're out.

Miss Lin Lang, don't show up again.

She didn't want to accept such a statement. If she wanted to die, she would have to understand it.

Xu Zhenyi's phone is connected. She listens to the RBT in her mobile phone, and her heart is also mentioned in her throat.

"Hello?"

She carefully identified the next, determined the next, this time to pick up the phone is Xu Zhenyi himself, so she restrained the unwilling heart, with as calm as possible tone asked, "Xu Shao, have time to chat?"

"He said

Today's Xu Zhenyi is obviously different. She doesn't know that he is cold and indifferent at this time. She can only speculate step by step and ask, "young master, what did I do wrong? If there's anything I've violated in your play, please tell me and I'll pay attention to it. "

"No

Xu Zhenyi answered firmly. He took a look at the stiff back of early September sitting next to him. With a smile, he turned on his mobile phone to hands-free. In early September, he listened to the phone clearly, and the woman with a little nasal voice whispered, "then why do you suddenly let Xu Zhao inform me that I don't need to be? You know that I've made a reservation for tomorrow's dinner, which is very important to me..."

"That's your business, Linlang." He interrupted her indifferently, "I never promised you to participate in your affairs in any form, didn't I?"

"Why on earth, Xu Shao, you have to let me die to understand."

Why?

He ruffian ruffian toward the side of September bad smile, light open thin lips, wish to give Linlang a final trial.

"Because my wife is not happy, so I will take the initiative to admit my mistake and strive for leniency."

……

Linlang swears that if she catches the chance, she must let early September disappear completely!

What a weed she is! The wildfire can't burn out, a gust of wind she can die and come back to life, Chu LAN heart to her abortion blow, didn't let her crazy, but let her touch the bottom rebound, she lost Licheng so long, want to make her and Mo Huaixin's reputation stink, unexpectedly also didn't succeed.

What else can Xu Zhenyi not forgive? Why is it that everyone says that Xu Zhenyi must report his mistakes? He has never forgiven this word in his dictionary, but here in early September, there are always special cases and no principles?

It seems that... She is still too kind. Linlang's fingers are red holding the phone, and her mobile phone seems to be the substitute of early September. She wants to crush her, but on the surface, she still has to be considerate in case, "I understand. Don't worry, young master. I'm very grateful for doing something for you."

He didn't speak, just for a moment, and then the call was cut off.

"Well, what's my attitude of admitting my mistake?"

Early September hasn't come over yet. Shen'er, a handsome and miserable face is almost on her nose. Xu Zhenyi holds an empty bowl and asks for praise, which makes early September laugh.

She vigorously holding his cheek, "hard" patted, "this is not enough, I say, you have to brush the bowl for at least a week before I can forgive you."

Looking at Xu Zhenyi staring at her slender fingers frowning, she quickly called Yang Ma, "Yang Ma, young master said, this week we two people's dishes and chopsticks you don't clean up, leave him to wash."

"Ah?" Yang Ma thought she had heard wrong. She had been working here for 20 years. When did she see the young master go to the kitchen? She waved her hand and came up to clean up their dishes. "Madam, don't be kidding. How dare you let the young master do this rough and stupid work? I'll do it."

"No way!" She opened her arms and protected the empty plate. "It's the golden words of the young master. What are you afraid of? Do you dare not carry out the orders of the young master?"

"This..."

In early September, she hesitated and said to Xu Zhenyi, "if you don't speak, I'll take it as if you don't sincerely admit your mistake. If you don't go to Linlang tomorrow night, I'll go too. How about getting some business cards for you?"

Xu Zhenyi frowned at the bowl and thought for a long time. Just when he didn't know how to achieve the balance between cleanliness and dishwashing, he suddenly picked up his neck in early September and twisted it like gum.

"I don't want you to condescend to do housework, but don't you think so? Only when you are busy in the kitchen can you have the feeling of living at home. Is that good? " She blinked. "I'll do it. You help me. Just wipe the water off the plate with a dry towel."

Xu Zhenyi's eyes seemed to have an ocean. When she was talking, she had already wrapped her up. He hardly heard what she said, or what she said was good. Now what he enjoyed was the woman's feeling.

Her arms are so soft and her voice is so pure that it sounds better than all the live songs he has ever heard.

Hands unconsciously climbed up her waist, throat overflow a "good".

The next second, the hands of the small waist is empty, she like a small loach drilling out, picked up an apron on his clothes.

Xu Zhaomu stares at the president who has reached the limit of cleanliness. He is pulled to the sink in early September and stuffed a special dishcloth in his hand.

And the young master accepted it.

He looked back again and saw the scattered servants behind him, looking at the busy back of the young master and young lady with the same eyes.

For more than 20 years, they have never seen such a scene since the old lady brought him here as a child.

The young lady is really good at it. It's hard to get the protection and favor of the young master. What's more, she has cured the young master's paranoid cleanliness addiction

One by one, the dishes are circling in Xu Zhenyi's towel. For the first time, he understands what the joy of life means in early September.

It's more meaningful than talking business at the negotiation table

However, when they experienced life on the first night after the cold war, the cold was just beginning.

"Lin Lang, go to bed early." Wu can't talk about it. He can only give her a cup of warm water and persuade her with his career. "No matter what happens tomorrow, the activities will be arranged early in the morning. You should let yourself appear in front of your peers."

"Beautiful?" She chuckled, as if laughing at herself, but also as if it didn't matter, "who cares if they are beautiful? Others don't know. Don't you know why they can come tomorrow?"

According to her understanding of Xu Zhenyi, tomorrow morning, his announcement will be all over the Internet, which is a form of explanation.

She is so colorful that it is just a story that is not real.