Male God Please Lie Down

Now I am a little bit cold, and I am moving back again.

"Really?"

Afterwards, Miao Yiyi asked again.

"Yes!"

Ding Qingming nodded, the original owner really felt guilty in his heart because of his indifference to his parents.

In fact, it can't be called indifference, but the original owner wants to be independent.

But I didn’t have much time to be independent, so I went to get married, and it was like that after marriage.

At that time, the family wanted her to stand up again and come back again.

But she couldn't stand up at all, and in the end it was another kind of fate, letting her parents send white-haired people to black-haired people.

Now everything can start again.

"That's really great, let your father go and pack your things and move over."

There was a smile at the corner of Miao Yiyi's mouth, and the expression in Ding Qingming's eyes was also full of emotion.

"OK!"

So, after eating, the family went to pack Ding Qingming's things together.

As the car drove in, Ding Qingming still saw Bu Mianmian who was waiting in front of the door.

Because Bu Mianmian didn't know Ding Quanheng's car, he drove in safe and sound.

After finishing packing things, when the car drove out again, Ding Qingming looked outside, Bu Mianmian still squatted there and waited. It was a little bit of the head, and seemed to be dozing off, but in the next second, listen. When there was a car passing by, he stared at the car suddenly, feeling attentively.

Ding Qingming just glanced indifferently, and continued to chat with Miao Yiyi.

After returning home, Ding Qingming took a shower and went back to bed.

Sitting on the bed, Ding Qingming tested whether he could practice his inner strength mental method.

The gas in the body can't be mobilized at all.

Ding Qingming had to give it up. Obviously, this body couldn't be cultivated at all.

Lying on the bed again, rolling twice, Ding Qingming hugged the quilt and fell asleep again.

The next day, after eating breakfast, Ding Qingming went to the company with Ding Quanheng, and decisively avoided Bu Mianmian.

Ding Qingming stood in the office, stretched out his hand to open the blinds, and the sun poured in.

She sat on the chair and looked at the sky outside the window.

Can't hide like this, obviously don't owe Bu Mianmian or anything.

It's like something.

They are in love as long as they are in love, and they have to involve so much.

"Manager, a Mr. Ying is looking for you!"

The secretary knocked on the door and walked in.

"okay, I get it."

Ding Qingming nodded, Mr. Ying? Ying Yizhe?

"Invite him to the conference room, I'll come right away."

After Ding Qingming had spoken to the secretary, he dropped the pen in his hand.

It seems that the phone call I made yesterday has already worked.

But why? Bu Mianmian stayed there and waited last night, and now Ying Yizhe still wants to find himself.

Ding Qingming got up and walked towards the meeting room.

After pushing the door in, Ying Yizhe was drinking coffee.

Saw Ding Qingming coming in. Ying Yizhe put down the cup in his hand.

"Ding Qingming?"

Ying Yizhe didn't expect that he would admit someone wrong.

"Yes, I am Ding Qingming?"

Ding Qingming responded and sat down.

"Since you already know my name, you must also know who Bu Mianmian is? What are you coming to do with me?"

Ding Qingming asked aloud.

"no……"

Ying Yizhe's expression is very subtle.