Chapter 650

Until ye Fei washed up and came out of the bathroom, Su Mohan was still sitting there smoking, with a flickering look, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ye Fei glanced at him, still angry, directly asked the maid to send her some rebellion, but also did not go to tube Su Mo Han.

Su Mo Han did not take the initiative to speak, got up to take a shower in the bathroom.

As soon as he closed the bathroom door, ye Fei put down her food and ran to his desk for a while.

What?

Really don't write for her!

Ye Fei took a long breath and looked in the direction of the bathroom. Then she sat at the table and ate breakfast.

After eating, ye Fei nests on the sofa and begins to read. She just glances at Su Mohan, who sits in front of her desk to deal with documents.

"Ask the Secretary to send all the information and documents from Daqing." Su Mohan picked up the phone and spoke briefly, then hung up the phone and began to work.

Ye Fei sighed. It seems that it is impossible to expect him to write a love letter to himself.

At the moment, Su's mind is a mess of documents.

Think of those love letters I read last night, little princess? baby? Sweetie? Little

At the thought of those disgusting appellations, Su Mohan had a headache and lit a cigarette.

Ye Fei frowned and glanced at him, hesitated for a moment and didn't open his mouth. This morning, how many of them have been taken?

Surrounded by the smoke, Su Mo Han half squints his eyes and finally writes his name It's saved directly.

After the first sentence fell, Su Mohan suddenly felt that he was just thinking of the spring. He wrote down a few lines. In less than two minutes, he threw down his pen and looked at his masterpiece, and nodded with satisfaction.

Looking up at the little things on the sofa, Su Mohan was planning to fold the paper into several folds with his cigarette in his mouth. Suddenly, he thought that someone had made a heart-shaped pattern in yesterday's love letter.

Immediately, Su Mohan took out his mobile phone to search for dogs. After a few glances, he started to do it himself. However, as the tank was a little complicated, Su Mohan directly took a piece of white paper and folded it, instead of using the love letter he had painstakingly written before.

When ye Fei opened the book, she looked up at him and found that he didn't know what he was busy with. She bent down to play with a piece of paper and worked hard.

Ye Fei slightly sat up straight for a few minutes and peeked at it. She couldn't help but look forward to it. Did he really write for herself?

After looking around for a while, seeing that he looked up at himself, ye Fei quickly lowered her head and pretended that she didn't see anything, but her heart couldn't help pounding.

After a while, Su Mo Han's hand movement stopped, a lifelike tank appeared in his hand, and by the way, pulled out a cigarette and inserted it in the front of the tank as a gun barrel.

"Cough..." Su Mo Han stood up from a distance and coughed twice.

Ye Fei didn't move, but her mind had already flown to him and had been paying close attention to his movements.

Su Mo Han saw that she didn't pay attention to him. She came over with a cigarette in her hand and the tank and love letter in her hand. First, she put the love letter on the tea table, and then put the tank on the love letter. The cigarette on the top happened to aim at Ye Fei.

The leaf imperial concubine swept one eye, finally can't help but take the initiative to open a mouth, looked up to sweep him a way: "what?"