Chapter 135

When I was hung up, I was scared and angry.

But when he called again, the phone came from the other end, and the number you dialed was empty, his cold eyes suddenly sent out a dangerous light.

This damned dried lentil horn, if he did not guess wrong, he was dragged into the blacklist, isn't he afraid of his punishment?

Aren't you afraid? How could that be? After Song Qinghuan dragged his phone number into the blacklist, her heart was cold. The cold and cruel man left in her memory was so deep that she would feel a little weak when she thought about it.

After being dragged into the blacklist, she wanted to know how to punish her for staying out of the cold, but she didn't care about the future. She just felt that today's her, now's her, special grievances, special steamed stuffed buns, or she would be upset if she didn't do something.

So love our land and keep out the cold? Let him stay on the blacklist for a while!

Just as she was thinking, she noticed something was wrong with her. She thought deeply and asked, "Huanhuan, who was it just now?"

Song Qinghuan squinted at him: "what's the matter? Something's up

Constitution light smile: "nothing, casually ask."

He is not a sensitive and suspicious man. He doesn't understand what the people over there say. He doesn't even know whether it's a man or a woman. But the phone call just now really makes him feel wrong. Song Qinghuan always refuses him. Is it because of the person who called.

"Buzzing" Song Qinghuan's phone suddenly vibrated again.

She was startled and thought that it was time for Yuhan to change a number, but it was obvious that she overestimated her weight in Yuhan's heart.

When the cold was too lazy to pay attention to her, love back, anyway, disobedient punishment, punishment until she heard so far, I think so.

Zhao Jingnan called. As soon as song Qinghuan got through, he scolded song Qinghuan: "what are you doing? Don't you want to send the evaluation forms of these new people to my mailbox before you get off work? How can I still send it now? "

Song Qinghuan frowned, some unclear, so: "I did not send it?"

"I didn't receive it. Please send it to me again," she said, then hung up with a slap.

After he hung up, his wife looked at him puzzledly: "didn't you receive it? I saw what you were looking at just now. "

Zhao Jingnan glared at his wife: "what do you care so much about? Eat quickly."

On the other end of the phone, song Qinghuan opened her mouth in amazement. Facing the words that had been hung up, she said to herself, "how can this happen? I sent it clearly, but I've confirmed it. How can I not receive it?"

He turned his head and asked, "Huanhuan, what's the matter? What happened? "