The fake daughter quit and got married to the boss

Chapter 152 "Wife, call me baby."

Her cheeks instantly turned red, and she felt as if she was in a steamer, feeling ashamed and angry.

Wuuuu, wuuuu was wrong. She was really wrong. Why was she having a tantrum in the middle of the night?

Qi Yue rubbed her head lovingly, leaned over and whispered something, which immediately made Tong Yu struggle and flap her hands to hit his... butt.

Qi Yue's light brown eyes suddenly darkened.

It’s over.

This was Tongyu’s only thought when she was dragged into the bathroom.

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The next day at noon, Tongyu held a bowl of snow pear and white fungus soup to moisten her throat.

Soreness.

Qi Yue, wearing dark grey home clothes, walked down the stairs slowly with a look of contentment on his face.

Zeer Le Ke lay on the sofa and sighed, "I haven't slept so soundly in a long time."

Tong Yu looked at the Weibo on her phone and was slightly shocked.

Hill Hotel was massacred overnight

Our country has been invaded by criminals

The Hill Hotel was bombed, injuring more than 60 people and killing 11 people.

In the photo, the magnificent hotel has been bombed, the floors have collapsed, and the people staying in the hotel have been driven out. The only pity is the people passing by the Hill Hotel and the shops next to it.

No wonder he wanted to kick the guests out early, no wonder he said he hadn’t slept so well in a long time.

Isn’t it true? Who can sleep peacefully when their life is in danger at any time?

Qi Yue took a look and said to Zhe Erleke, "Smart, you found a buyer in advance."

Zeerleke closed his eyes and enjoyed it, took a deep breath and said, "Don't be like this, I think I'm already very kind."

"He's good at flattering himself." Tong Yu muttered.

The plane slowly took off into the sky, and the east, west, south, north and south were all together, from trembling to anger and then to calm.

Tong was also helping his sister gain points. He seemed to be a talented player in this area. He learned it after playing two games and was already killing people in great numbers.

Tong Yu felt at ease giving him the account to play with, but the cold didn't get better after taking medicine, instead it got worse.

She nestled in Qi Yue's arms, lifted his chin and asked, "Did we kiss last night?"

Qi Yue stroked her slightly swollen lips with his fingertips and chuckled, "Why, do you want to do it again?"

Tong Yu turned her head away. Having a cold was not pleasant. She said in a nasal voice, "But why don't you have a cold?"

Qi Yue glanced at her leisurely, "You are in good health. Some people who refuse to run should not come here to make trouble."

"Okay, you don't have to say anything." Tong Yu nudged his head, her soft and fragrant hair becoming a mess.

Qi Yue held the person in his big hand and lifted his head. Tong Yu's small face was covered by messy hair. She shook her head, and only her facial features were revealed.

At first glance, she looks like a little girl who jumped out of a blind box, with a slightly red nose and bright eyes.

Qi Yue suddenly thought of it for some reason.

Their daughter will probably look like her, with an amazing amount of hair, and a cute little girl.

By then, this little guy will definitely be spoiled to the point of being lawless.

As for his son...Oh, Mr. Qi had never thought about it.

Tong Yu put her arms around his neck and shook him, her voice sweet but a little hoarse, "What are you thinking about? Ah, I suddenly want to eat the desserts from Four Seasons Courtyard."

Qi Yue came back to his senses and held her swaying body, "Let the Qi family's pastry chef go there and steal their skills, and learn how to make it for Tong Bao."

Tong Yu raised a finger and smiled slyly, "I think this one is possible!"

Qi Yue let someone stroke his long hair and decided not to have a daughter anymore.

His child is still a child.

I took a nap at noon and it was already ten o'clock in the evening when I got off the plane and arrived at Qi's house.

Before Zheerleke could even take a second look at the Qi family, he was driven out by all the people in the east, west, south and north.

He slowly tied his long hair into a ponytail. Although it looked strange, he looked calm.

"We'll see you again, little angel."

"Oh, by the way." Zheerleke said to Qi Yue, "Master Qi, please give my regards to your father."

When Qi Yue and Tong Yu returned to the main house, they unexpectedly saw Qi Yan sitting on the sofa waiting for them.

He rubbed his brows and said in dissatisfaction, "Oh, the young couple has had enough fun and still knows to come back."

Tong Yu lowered her head to hold back her laughter, and whispered to Qi Yue, "Do you think he is like a wicked mother-in-law, sarcastic and mean, always causing trouble."

Qi Yue said: "This old man is much worse than the evil mother-in-law."

Qi Yan couldn't bear to listen any longer and shouted, "Alright! Shut up, the servants have prepared the meal in the dining room."

Qi Yue frowned and was about to say that he had already eaten, but Tong Yu pulled his sleeve.

"Go, go, go. Thank you for waiting so late at night."

Qi Yan put one hand behind his back, looked arrogant, and walked quickly.

Tong Yu pouted at Qi Yue, "Actually, he is quite cute."

Qi Yue said indifferently: "Shameless, still acting cute even when you're old."

Tong Yu: “…”

Qi Yan, who almost tripped over the threshold, said: "..."

This son scolding his father made him so angry!

Therefore, the meal was not smooth for the two of them, and they were sarcastic and angry with each other.

Only Tongyu was beautiful alone. She was like a little pig. She ate a little bit of each dish and also drank a bowl of rice.

Today, Qi Yan took a liking to Tong Yu for the first time in his life.

What a shitty son! I’d rather not have him!

The next morning, Tong Yu was awakened by Qi Yue.

She rubbed his dog's head in confusion, her voice hoarse and a little sleepy, "Baoer, I want to sleep a little longer."

This title really hit Qi Yue hard.

My wife calls him Baoer!

The man immediately took advantage of the situation and nudged his head against her chest, "Wife, call me baby."

Tong Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was about to say that he was still young, but then she thought about how he also called her baby...

Holding Qi Yue's face with her soft hands, Tong Yu closed her eyes and curved her lips, "Good morning, baby."

Giving a man too many benefits early in the morning also has its disadvantages. Tong Yu was forced to sleep until the afternoon.

As soon as I got downstairs, I was puzzled, "Are you servants here? You look a little unfamiliar."

A servant stopped and said, "Hello, Madam. We are from the annex building. The master asked us to prepare a piano room. We also moved all the painting tools to the wisteria tree."

Tong Yu knew what was going on and nodded to them, "Thank you for your hard work."

This morning I promised Qi Yue to paint his portrait.

When they arrived at the wisteria tree, Tong Yu was in a trance.

The sun is pouring down and the sunset is beginning to appear.

Under the sea of wisteria flowers, the autumn wind blows gently along the petals.

He was wearing straight black trousers, sitting quietly on a wooden bench, with one button of his white shirt undone and his hair hanging down.

His hands were long and bony, resting casually on his long legs, holding a book.

I feel like the youthfulness is still there, but there are also some differences.

As expected, this time the boy no longer looked cold and indifferent when he saw her, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Qi Yue waved at her, "Is this okay?"

Tong Yu's eyes sparkled as she picked up a few wisteria petals from the tree and scattered them on him.

“That’s perfect.”

She shifted her gaze to the book Qi Yue was reading, "What are you reading—ah!"

At the end of the words, Tong Yu couldn't help but scream.

Qi Yueyan smiled and asked, "Any questions?"

There is a problem, a big problem. Tong Yu clearly saw the veins bulging on his hands.

Help! Which husband is masochistic enough to read the love letters his wife received in high school?