Chapter Eighty-Three: Running Away from Home?

"Who bullied you?" Dangdang asked.

In the Qi family's mansion, who doesn't know that Qi Ye dotes on his wife like his life, and the history of blood and tears last time is still vivid, and everyone sees Miss Ye respectfully calling the young lady, and they don't dare to have the slightest slackness.

Ye Weilan said: "I was scolded by the editor, and the dog was bloody......"

Dangdang "brushed" and jumped up, rolled up his arms and rolled up his sleeves: "She dares to scold you?" I fired her right away—"

Ye Weilan raised her eyebrows.

Ding Ding silently turned his head, really unwilling to admit that this little idiot crawled out of a mother's belly with him.

Ye Weilan raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Dangdang, how much property does the eldest of your family have?" ”

Dang Dang Mo.

Ding Ding said, "...... Buying half of China is not a problem......"

Ye Weilan's eyelids twitched.

"Anla, sister-in-law, the boss has made so much money, no one spends it for him, and it's almost moldy when he puts it."

Miss Ye stroked her forehead: "I'm more worried about whether someone will suddenly bombard me into slag when I fall asleep one night......"

Twins: "......"

Since she knew that Qi Ye had opened the back door for her, Miss Ye didn't do any useless work, and directly stamped the internship form, and it was over to prepare for studying abroad.

The classmates in the class have already said goodbye, but before leaving, she must go home for a few days, and she has to say goodbye to Tang Xiaochi alone.

By the time the eldest young master came home after he was busy, there was no trace of the little wife.

He sat on the couch, holding the note, and looked at the small lines on it.

I went to Koike's house for two days and came back the day after tomorrow, Lan.

Qi Ye raised an eyebrow.

Jingle Bell hides behind the stairs, trying to shrink his presence.

Qi Ye's condensed voice came from downstairs: "Mo Ding Ding Mo Dong." ”

The twins shook and walked out embarrassed.

"I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time," Qi Ye pursed the corners of his lips evilly: "Weilan is not here, just go out for two days." ”

Clanging and sweating together.

I'm going to die, this demon king of the mixed world has an expression of fear that the world will not be chaotic, and I don't know how many people will be unlucky this time.

Qi Ye got up, put the long windbreaker on his body properly, leaving a beautiful arc drawn by the hem of the clothes, and stepped out.

The twins scurried to keep up.

……

Ye Weilan lay on Tang Xiaochi's bed and exhaled comfortably.

Tang Xiaochi asked, "Who abused you?" Why do you look like this? ”

Ye Weilan said: "I have been pressed by ghosts every day in my dreams recently, and I haven't slept well for a few days, don't call me tomorrow morning, let me sleep enough." ”

Without waiting for Tang Xiaochi to answer, Ye Weilan closed his eyes and turned off the light.

The corners of Tang Xiaochi's mouth twitched in the dark, Miss, it's only seven o'clock in the evening, she doesn't want to lie on the bed and count the sheep......

……

The night is sultry.

Dim light, colorful chandeliers, rock-in-the-sky music, and a pair of young men and women writhing their limbs wantonly on the dance floor.

Qi Ye stood in front of the glass window on the second floor, looking at the hustle and bustle under his feet, without a trace of expression on his face.

Ding Ding walked in from outside the door, dragging a person in his hand: "Boss, someone brought it." ”

The man was wearing a fancy shirt, long blond hair hanging down his shoulders, white skin, a ruffian face, deep facial features, and a very conspicuous half-breed character.

"Long time no see, beauty." He waved at Qi Ye in a respectful manner, and his tone was familiar.