MTL - Mister Li, the Heart Bandit-Chapter 112 Plants in autumn pants

The next morning.

The small milk bag yawned in the car, and sang along with the music in the headphones: "Rain is coming ~ the grass is deep in the autumn pants ~"

"I heard you are always alone ~~ 嗷嗷 ~!"

Li Shaoling listened disgusted: "What song lyrics are so rogue?"

There are deep plants in autumn pants, and mushrooms in autumn pants.

Jiang Cong gave a fist and coughed: "Boss, it's the old hometown that is so deep that the young master sang it wrong."

Li Shaoling: "Singing is also unpleasant, with incomplete tones."

Ji Weixi looked resentful and glared at him: "You seem to have all the sounds."

"Emma!" Jiang was extremely excited about mentioning this, "I'll tell you ..."

"Who is your uncle!"

"... Secondary?"

Li Shaoling: "You were fired."

Even dare to call Eryi, he has only one wife, and Er is not allowed!

Jiang Conghua lived, how wrong he is!

Ji Weixi's laughing flower trembled, and Li Shaoling followed his lips, letting Jiang Cong: "If you call Dasao, you will not be fired."

"Okay, Ma'am!" Jiang Cong's spirit revived in an instant: "I said to you, Ma Li, President Li sang super nice! When he opened his voice, the little girls in the audience boiled and lined up. Will marry him! "

queue……

Marry him ...

Ji Weixi sneered and said sourly, "Yeah, President Li is handsome and rich enough to sing and listen well. Those who chase him line up to the Pacific Ocean."

Ji Weixi was angrily splitting Jiang Cong's words, as if turning into Sherlock Holmes.

She also opened her voice that year, the little girl in the audience.

Focus, the audience!

In other words, he probably sang on the stage!

The word 'that year' may well represent his glorious love history!

Hehehe.

Seeing Ji Weixi's face cool down, Li Shaoling yelled at her kindly and courageously: "Good, I only have you in my heart."

Ji Weixi's heart was going to growl.

Also ‘I ’m the only one’.

The scumbag classic quotes!

Central air conditioning!

Ji Weixi froze coldly and was indifferent to his tenderness.

The small milk bag took off the headset and assisted in a wave: "Daddy, Mommy needs to kiss to get rid of it!"

Ji Weixi flew him coldly, his small milk bag pretending to look at the scenery, pretending that he had just said nothing.

Yes, I ca n’t kiss.

Angry.

When he got to the company and got off the car, Li Shaoling was unable to speak to her.

Because there is no chance at all.

In the morning, the elevator was full of people.

Ji Weixi led a small breast bag in line, Li Shaoling followed.

The employees automatically made way for him.

Ji Weixi didn't even look at him, and got on the elevator. In order to prevent her from closing the door, Li Shaoling walked in quickly.

Everyone has big eyes and small eyes, do they have to repeat yesterday's operation again?

The car was rising, very quiet.

Li Shaoling held Ji Weixi in his arms and kissed her face: "Don't be angry, okay? I only have you."

Pull it down! Before the amnesia was set, the beauty was like a cloud.

I believe you a ghost, you are a bad old man!

Ji Weixi wiped his face in desperate anger: "Who is angry, I'm not angry! Which of your eyes sees me angry?"

It's so cute and jealous.

"Okay, you're not angry. It's my fault."

Ji Weixi hung his chest coldly and said, "It was your fault originally."

"Huh." Li Shaoling shook her a little, tenderly like water: "I kneel and wash the clothesboard at home at night, okay?"

I can't imagine the dignified president, who is actually coaxing his wife here, and it's so natural that there is no offline.

The eyes of the little milk bag are so clear. Is Daddy and Mommy going to kiss again?

Is that sister ...

The small head of the small milk bag is pulled down, forget it.

Believe in your dad.

Ji Weixi froze with a cold face and turned his head away. The scene of Li Shaoling's left and right hugging emerged in his mind, and his anger was upset.

At this moment, the elevator door opened, and many people stood in the doorway, everyone was stunned.

What kind of scene is this ...

The dignified president actually looked at a cold-faced woman, and there he was, his eyes were very dazzling.

Are these two characters wrong?

Ji Weixi's cheeks were reddish, and he coughed lightly.

Li Shaoling slowly let go of her, and restored the iceberg face that remained unchanged, yelling coldly: "Ji Weixi, you will not be late for work again!"

After that, he strode away.

Ji Weixi: "..."

Dude, I give you ten for this reaction.

Ji Weixi led a small milk bag out of the crowd, and faintly heard someone discussing behind him.

"Do you find this child like President Li?"

"I found it too! It's not really Li Zong's! Oh my god, did Li Zong and Ji Weixi get married long ago?"

Someone sneered: "What do you think, this child is so old, Li always never acknowledges his relationship with Ji Weixi, what can Ji Weixi want to give a baby, and Li does not lack a woman, will he care about her? "

No, missing, female, person.

Ji Weixi gritted his teeth and smiled, very well.

Li Shaoling, pull the sword!

I will fight you to death!

"Xixi, you're finally here!" Tian Miaomiao ran over immediately, her eyes were not so red, and her face was a little purple again.

"You look so bad."

Small milk bag, "Because Mommy is jealous."

"Jealous?" Tian Miaomiao's eyes lighted, smelling a hint of gossip.

Ji Weixi didn't hear what Xiao Niubao said, and in his head were all pictures of Li Shaoling throwing her away.

How much did he mean to himself, how many women were there before he lost her memory, was the boy given to her!

The more you think, the more irritable.

But then again, there are so many women in the company, and there are many gossips. I don't know which sentence floated into the ear of the small milk bag, and then I felt uncomfortable.

She can't hurt her son.

And he's getting old, it's time to go to kindergarten.

It seems that he can no longer bring his son to the company.

Have time to find a kindergarten for your son.

Ji Weixi looked at the news online and said, "Miao Miao, you call Jiang Cong."

"What do you want him to do?" Tian Miaomiao looked disgusted.

"After a while, you go to the production room with me. I can't rest assured that my son is here. Let Jiang Cong look at it."

"Isn't it better to send it directly to President Li?"

Ji Weixi slipped his fingers and paused: "Then send him now."

She doesn't want to see Li Shaoling yet.

Just don't want to see.

Who asked him to sing to others, there is no shortage of women, chasing him a lot.

Just blame him.

"Mum will come back soon!" The little milk bag gave a flying kiss: "Baby looks at Daddy for you, and promises not to let other women approach him!"

Tian Miaomiao sent the small milk bag to Li Shaoling's office and followed Ji Weixi to the production room.

The staff opened the door after seeing Ji Weixi's pass.

In the turquoise production room, several people in work clothes, wearing uniforms, were busy working.

Someone trimmed the size of the garment, some made the fabric, and some were finalizing the finished garment.

A woman about 1.5 meters tall came over, took off her mask, and said, "You are Miss Ji, I am the person in charge here. My name is Li Wen."

Ji Weixi nodded with a smile: "Hello Miss Li, I'm here to understand the situation."

Li Wen nodded: "I know, please come with me."