100 Billion Marriage: Wife,You're my boss

Ling Ran Ran rubbed his head. He was really hit yesterday and wanted to fall apart. Even his memory was scattered, and he didn't remember what he said.

"Yes?"

She was duplicity, but he still worked hard to rub it for her.

"It's amazing that it doesn't hurt!" Ling ran said in surprise.

In fact, she just found that he just rubbed, rubbed, rubbed and rubbed, and somewhere on him was restless. She was a little afraid.

He raised his head, grabbed her with boundless eyes and outlined the corners of his mouth, "yes, so we can continue?"

Ling ran was so frightened that she almost flashed her tongue.

Horizontal is also dead, vertical is also dead, what will she say!

"Well, tease you." He pinched her nose and held her in his arms.

Looking at him closely, she found that he was like a poppy. The closer he was, the longer he spent together, the more addicted she was.

"What are you doing with that look at me? Why, you want to eat me again? " Suddenly, he beat him upside down. Ling ran quickly took back his eyes, "it's not."

"Even if there is, stay in the evening. My parents are coming at ten." Li sijue's eyes sank and became more and more unfathomable.

Ling ran glanced at the clock on the wall and was ruthlessly pointing to 9:30. She exclaimed, "why didn't you say it earlier?"

Then he quickly got up from the bed.

The hateful man only gave her half an hour to prepare when he met his mother-in-law for the first time.

She was in a hurry to wash, but her hand was firmly grabbed by him.

As soon as she looked back, she found that a certain point of his familiar sight on her was the little PP exposed in her hurry.

It is light, clean, white and fair. It has five stars to attract and attract people.

Ling Ran Ran didn't have time to be shy. "Don't make trouble, sir Li."

"OK, I won't make trouble." He laughed, "I just want you to slow down. You're pregnant and so impatient."

Ling Ranran glared at him and said she was irritable? Who's to blame? I only reminded her half an hour in advance.

It's impossible to make up well, so ling Ranran can only simply put on light makeup and change into decent clothes. At this time, she was just relieved that it was a quarter of an hour before ten o'clock.

Someone knocked at the door, "Sir, the master and the old lady are already waiting downstairs."

Ling ran wanted to say that he was not ready, but his hand had been held by Li sijue. His pace was very steady, but he deliberately slowed down because he took her.

As they walked down the revolving stairs side by side, a middle-aged couple kept their backs to them, their backs mysterious.

When he stood in front of them, Ling Ranran found that this was the real upper class society.

The middle-aged man sitting on the left, Li Qing and Li sijue, were three or four points similar to his eyebrows, but his eyes were more sophisticated. Well maintained and elegant, it's not like fifty or sixty at all.

On the right, a rich woman in a high violet dress is Tang Ruolan, Li sijue's mother. Wearing a lace beret, less than half of the egg face with exquisite makeup is hidden under the clearly outlined lace.

Both of them have a noble spirit and a superior quality.

Although Li sijue and Ling Ranran appeared closely, they were people who had experienced great storms. They were slightly surprised and soon recovered as usual.