Capture love and favor: husband, keep a low profile

127: Can see, can't eat

A pair of seductive peach blossom eyes are brewing a storm at this moment, and the whole face is cloudy.

Dong Qingcheng took a look and it's over...

This is really an angry rhythm, but isn't it too stingy?

"Carl just came to see me."

Dong Qingcheng quickly came forward and explained that in fact, she and Carl really had nothing to do. But if Mr. Sheng misunderstands, it will be bad.

"I heard that the vice president of our company was very idle before, but I didn't expect it to be true."

Sheng Tianling said strangely and did not greet Carl. He directly handed the briefcase to Dong Qingcheng. Usually, he was reluctant to ask Dong Qingcheng to bring him the bag.

It's just today, he is a little angry.

When he just called, Dong Qingcheng didn't tell him that Carl was there.

"Well, Carl, why don't we talk about it another time?"

Dong Qingcheng had to take care of Sheng Tianling's heart first, so he had to let Carl go first.

Carl nodded, and he didn't want to cause trouble to Dong Qingcheng. And he was also very uncomfortable when he met Sheng Tianling.

"Okay, I'll talk to you another day."

After sending Carl away, Dong Qingcheng took Sheng Tianling's hand.

"Why are you angry?"

The coquettish tone suddenly made Sheng Tianling's anger more than half gone.

"Don't get too close to him. Do you know that you are mine?"

Dong Qingcheng suppressed his smile. It turned out that he was jealous. Not only angry, but also jealous. Dong Qingcheng never knew that Mr. Sheng in her family had such a lovely side.

"I know, I know. What a villain. Carl and I are just ordinary friends. What about you? I think about it every time.

Dong Qingcheng shook his head and explained it again.

Sheng Tianling didn't think so and hugged Dong Qingcheng in his arms. As if swearing sovereignty, a kiss fell domineeringly.

"I told you that you don't understand Carl. He has a deep back. We haven't figured out who he is yet. How can we make friends? Mrs. Sheng, you are already the president of DB Group, but sometimes it's really easy to trust others.

Sheng Tianling is unhappy, but he is not jealous.

Because he still knows Dong Qingcheng and knows that she won't have any thoughts about Carl. Even if Carl has any idea, it's just to think about it.

Think about it, you can see it but can't eat it.

"Mr. Sheng, I know, you are really talky, you know?"

Dong Qingcheng sighed speechlessly. Sheng Tianling took over everything, really.

"What are you talking about? How dare you say that I'm talkin'? Let's see how I punish you.

With that, Sheng Tianling hugged Dong Qingcheng with both hands, making her unable to escape or escape. Then, the hot kiss covered his lips.

"Hey, you two, isn't it a little too much? There are so many rooms at home. Can you move before you do this kind of thing?

Just as Sheng Tianling and Dong Qingcheng were kissing together, Lan Weiwei's voice came from upstairs.

Dong Qingcheng has forgotten that there are still people in the family.

That's right...

She should have gone upstairs to open the box to find the key. Why did she forget it when she was held down by Sheng Tianling?

Hey...

Really, being pregnant has reduced her memory.

"I hate it."

Dong Qingcheng pushed Sheng Tianling away, and his face turned red.

Why was she caught by Lan Weiwei? Looking back, she must have been teased by Lan Weiwei for a long time.

Looking at Dong Qingcheng running upstairs, Sheng Tianling also quickly followed.

Dong Qingcheng held down his excitement and came to the study. Lan Weiwei still followed behind and chattered, and Dong Qingcheng didn't bother to pay attention to it.

She didn't dare to pay attention to it. She was afraid that Lan Weiwei would be even more open-mouthed when she paid attention to it.

"If you are in a hurry, I can wait a little longer. It doesn't matter. Go ahead."

Lan Weiwei said generously.

Well, that's human, it's understandable.

However, Lan Weiwei still said unkindly and laughed at the same time.

"Lan Weiwei, if you talk about it again, I will tell Ye Baiyi whether you or he can't do it. Believe it or not?"

Dong Qingcheng didn't come to the cloud this time. She told Lan Weiming directly.

Lan Weiwei was speechless for a long time before she realized it.

I remember that one day, when she and Ye Baiyi were exhausted. It seems that Ye Baiyi asked her whether it was okay or not...

It turned out that it was Dong Qingcheng!

Lan Weiwei immediately had only the expression of 'friends' on her face. What kind of best friend is this? Her best friend can push her breasts, but her best friend is good enough to help dismantle the stage.

Woo-hoo......

Bad friends, make friends carelessly, and make a mistake into eternal hatred.

Lan Weiwei remembers clearly that she almost couldn't even get out of bed that day. And most importantly, Dong Qingcheng kept calling her to get up that day.

This...is so inhumane...so...too scared...it's simply not human!

"Dong Qingcheng, I remember it for you. From now on, you'd better not offend me... Whoo, I've never said it. It's too unfair."

Lan Weiwei looked sad, and Dong Qingcheng suddenly looked happy.

"Dong Qingcheng, if I tell you Mr. Jiasheng that you can't do it!"

Lan Weiwei cried aggrievedly.

At this time, Sheng Tianling also followed upstairs and heard Lan Weiwei mention him, so she quickly asked.

"What can't work?"

Dong Qingcheng was stunned, wasn't he?

Then, Dong Qingcheng's eyes turned to Lan Weiwei.

She thought in her heart that if Lan Weiwei dared to say it, she would dismantle her later.

"Well... your wife Sheng said..." Lan Weiwei said carefully while not forgetting to look back at Dong Qingcheng.

It's just that look, no matter how you look at it, it seems that there is still some complacency, great feeling.

Dong Qingcheng is depressed. Is this the rhythm of betraying her?

"Ha ha, Mr. Sheng, your son feels so hungry. Can you make something to eat for him?

In order not to suffer from Lan Weiwei's failure to get out of bed, Dong Qingcheng quickly grabbed the words and continued.

Fortunately, Sheng Tianling didn't hear it before, so Dong Qingcheng said this and was confused.

"Is my son hungry? What does my son want to eat?

Lan Weiwei raised her mouth and was dissatisfied.

What does his son want to eat? She really wants to tell Sheng Tianling that his son is still not formed in Dong Qingcheng's stomach and doesn't need to eat anything.

However, Lan Weiwei thought about it and still couldn't help it.

After all, Dong Qingcheng is really convincing to talk to Ye Baiyi.

As for what she said to Sheng Tianling, I don't know if Sheng Tianling will believe it. And at this moment, even if Sheng Tianling believes it, he will only feel that it is a joke.

Well, Lan Weiwei feels that she is too failed!

"My son wants to eat fruit."

Dong Qingcheng smiled and then waited for food like a queen.

However, Lan Weiwei also instructed Dong Qingcheng to wipe the dust on the box, and then opened the box step by step according to Queen Dong's wishes.

Sure enough, the box is full of children's toys, and it is still the same as in memory.

Lan Weiwei looked at those pleasing toys and then forgot the episode just now. He took those toys directly and said to Dong Qingcheng, "Hey, I also had one when I was a child... I also played that when I was a child. Oh, hey, this is the same as the sticker I collected back then.

And then this...this...that...that...endless.

Indeed, Lan Weiwei once had every toy in Dong Qingcheng when she was a child.

These things that evoke childhood memories are indeed very unforgettable.

After listening to Lan Weiwei's words, Dong Qingcheng took out a music box from the bottom of the toy in the box.

The eight-tone box is no longer the luster of his childhood, but Dong Qingcheng held the eight-tone box in his hand, but his heart was full of joy.

She carefully opened the lid of the eight-tone box. Unexpectedly, the eight-tone box could still play the music she often heard in her childhood.

"No, the eight-tone box that has been placed for so many years can still make a sound?"

When Lan Weiwei heard the sound, she immediately raised her head to look at it.

"Yes, I didn't expect it either."

Dong Qingcheng held the music box in his hand with a smile on his face.

Lan Weiwei came over and looked at it. It suddenly occurred to me that they didn't open the box to recall their childhood.

"Eh, Qingcheng, we are here to get the key. Isn't it a little off topic now?"

Lan Weiwei reminded Dong Qingcheng speechlessly.

It doesn't matter if she forgets it. The secret recipe of the Dong family is so important to Dong Qingcheng. How can Dong Qingcheng forget it?

However, Qingcheng didn't say anything and only gave Lan Weiwei a smile.

"I have got the key."

Dong Qingcheng said with a calm face and a smile.

Lan Weiwei was shocked, wasn't she?

Dr. Xiong said that the key to the Dong family's secret recipe is as small as a needle.

Where did Dong Qingcheng get it? Why didn't she see it? Is it because the key is too small, so she didn't find it or see it?

This is also...

"Qingcheng, don't joke with me. Hurry up and find the key to open the secret recipe box. If you don't open it, I will almost forget my professional knowledge.

Lan Weiwei complained.

Recently, she has been too idle. Although there are always people accompanying her, this feeling is not as comfortable as staying in the laboratory to do a successful experiment.

So, Lan Weiwei can't wait to go back to work.

Huh...

She seemed to be very lazy before. When did she learn so well, so progressive and so hard?

Isn't it influenced by her man? Ha ha...

Lan Weiwei thought of this and laughed twice.

Dong Qingcheng looked back at Lan Weiwei, who was dreaming like a monster, and patted her on the head.

"I said I got it. The key is in this music box. Let's go to the DB laboratory, and I'll take out the key. That key is too small. I'm afraid that if I take it out now, I don't know when I will lose it.

Dong Qingcheng raised the eight-tone box in Yang's hand, but fortunately it was still there.

She remembers that her mother put her toys and music boxes together. Fortunately, my mother has packed it properly, otherwise, where can she find it now?

Lan Weiwei is speechless. Is the key in the music box?

Fortunately, this is Dong Qingcheng's memory of those small fragments through hypnotherapy. Otherwise, where can I find it?

"Fortunately, the music box is here."

Lan Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief and felt how dangerous it was.

On the other side, Sheng Tianling also washed the fruit, cut it into small pieces, and personally held it to Dong Qingcheng.

Dong Qingcheng only ordered the driver, and then sat down with the music box in his arms, intending to eat fruit before leaving.

On the other side...

"Queen, are you sure you don't want to grab the secret recipe, but send this eight-tone box to Dong Qingcheng?"

Beside Yu Jianxi, the ghost asked incredulously.

"If you send it, just send it. Don't talk so much nonsense!"

Yu Jianxi showed a beautiful smile, a beautiful face, and the blue pupils were full of calculations!