"Ji Yicheng, you are so cute. You can even get bleeding from your nose when you look at a photo, haha..."

Ji Yicheng's eyes twitched, and he glared at Owen, who was raising his ears and gossiping beside him. He flashed while he lowered his voice and grinded his teeth, "Little bad guy, do you know how impactful your photo is!"

How much energy did he hold back? He never expected that he would have a nosebleed. He was a little depressed and deeply depressed...

...

Jing Qingge's belly hurts when she laughs, "I just sent you a photo saying that I'm getting up. Who knows you are so unrestrained?"

Ji Yicheng looked at the sky silently and choked speechlessly. She was right. He realized this again with great clarity. In front of her, the control he always proud of was completely disintegrated and destroyed. He didn't know how to write the word "reserved"!

He took a long and deep breath again.

Ji Yicheng suddenly smiled gloomy again, "The gang of geniuses in the conference room must be laughing now. Qing Baoer, what do you think they will guess?"

"The big boss should not look at the picture of children, and the fire is too high." Jing Qingge was summarizing a sentence, gently massaged his delicate fingertips on his face twice, then picked up his cell phone and put it in his ear, and walked out of the room with a smile.

"Who will be in the picture that children should not be?" he continued.

"It won't be me anyway," Jing Qingge went down the stairs. "After all, I am such a pure and kind child, and evil has absolutely nothing to do with me."

Ji Yicheng vomited blood. This dead girl really took the ability to lie to the extreme with her eyes open and he almost believed her!

...

"Ding", a light sound of the microwave came from the phone, and Ji Yicheng was interrupted directly, "Are you hot milk?"

"Yeah." In the kitchen, Jing Qingge stood in front of the desk, took the milk out of the microwave, and took a sip of it.

"There is a cooked vegetable porridge in the rice cooker. The steamed eggs are in the steamer. The sandwich is prepared and placed in the insulation cabinet. You can eat it." Ji Yicheng explained carefully, leaning on the desk with his body slanted sideways, and his slender fingers gently knocked on the table twice.

As he ordered, Jing Qingge served a small bowl of porridge, took a steamed egg from the steamer, took out the sandwich from the insulation cabinet, took the tray to the living room, and smiled at the man on the phone,

"Then I'll have breakfast. You have to go and continue the meeting. You can conquer the group of people who are smiling and slutty!"

Hearing the last sentence, Ji Yicheng didn't even roll his eyes, "Qingbaoer, your husband's image as a domineering president has completely collapsed."

"Who said it! It's still very wise and very powerful!"

"Tsk." Ji Yicheng snorted coldly, but there was unconcealed pampering at the corner of his mouth, "Then you eat it. I will go home after the meeting later. A bowl of porridge must be finished."

"Okay, Ji Da boss."

Before hanging up the phone, Ji Yicheng added the last sentence in a secluded manner, "Wife, in fact, everyone knows that the president is so evil, how could the young lady of the president be so pure and kind, right?"

After that, when Jing Qingge went to work in the company, she felt the true meaning of this sentence. Almost everyone who saw her pursed her lips and squinted her eyes and smiled meaningfully, with an expression of "The young lady of the president and the president were having a meeting to adjust their love."

She was embarrassed.

...

After hanging up the phone, Ji Yicheng turned around and saw Owen looking at him with a thrilling expression of looking at the aliens.

"Have you taken the wrong medicine?" Ji Yicheng said with a sarcastic tongue.
Chapter completed!