Chapter 107

Tong en couldn't help laughing and said faintly: -- Don't scare me. Don't think I don't know. There aren't any of these animals here. I didn't see them when I lived here as a child. "

"Where are the bad guys?"

Tong en looks at him. Wan Jingting pinches her face and stares at her. He is fascinated: "you look so beautiful. Maybe some bad people want to plot against you. I can still protect you here. You said

Tong en suddenly wanted to know if he would cherish the puppet if she gave it to Wang Yi.

Before she could give the puppet to Ji Jinhe, he gave her the answer ahead of time.

It's hard tonight. She stares at the puppet on her desk. It was carved by her father when she was in primary school. She says that when she grows up, she will give the puppet to Xinyi. If that person can cherish the puppet of en, he will cherish en even more.

Tong en was lying on one side, fiddling with the bedside table light. She couldn't sleep even when she pressed and turned it off. She always thought of the man downstairs.

Upstairs

he touched his neck, bowed his head and sighed, then went back to the sofa and lay down. He pillowed his arm and looked at the struggling light bulb in the ceiling, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

What the hell!

There was the armored warrior on TV. He watched it for a few minutes and pulled his lips off.

Simply turn on the TV, pick up the remote control, but nothing can get into the eyes of Wan Jingting, he casually press a cartoon program.

The sportswear on the body is too tight. The man's brow is very deep. When he looks upstairs, he has no cigarette and no wife to hold. He is very upset.

Wan Jingting got up from the sofa and knocked on his cell phone. He couldn't sleep well. The sofa was so small that he couldn't sleep at all.

Secretary Han [Mr. Wan, I'm watching a movie now. I'll wait until I finish watching it]

after a few minutes.

【…… 】

Secretary Han [(shocked)]

[what are you doing? 】

take out your mobile phone, and WAN Jingting will edit a few words and send them to Han Cheng.

Open your eyes, a pair of eyes dark.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the man who had taken a bath and put on his sports clothes was frowning and sleeping on the sofa. There was a rain and the weather was cold. He was still wearing a thin quilt that Tong en had kindly given him.

……

The man is tall, legs long, standing at the door, thin lips light open: "there is a change of clothes?"

Frowning tightly, Tong en leaned down on the table and bit her lower lip. There was another movement at the door, and she suddenly looked at it!

why should such a person disturb her.

Tong en stayed in his room and sat in front of the make-up mirror. He didn't know how fast his heart beat until he was quiet.

With a long sigh, Wan Jingting rubbed his face and only looked at her. Then he turned and went downstairs.

Tong en licked his lips and motioned him downstairs with his eyes.

He reluctantly let go of her and stood up with her, more than one meter eight high and powerful.

Wan Jingting slowly smiles and rubs her neck. She can only sleep on the sofa downstairs. She is really a wife.

Nodding, Tong en agreed: "then you can only sleep on the sofa downstairs."

Tong en is embarrassed, more convinced that he said, but he, there is no bad man, she saw him like a bad man.

“……”

After knocking on his head, Tong en grabs the sheet and covers it on his head. He thinks of him all the time.

He closed his eyes and opened them again. It was dark in front of him. Tong en thought it was his own illusion.