Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

On the third day, he found time to go back to city a and their home, and found that the house was full of her portraits, he suddenly felt relieved.

Although she was no longer here, at least he didn't feel deserted when he came back here. There were traces of her life everywhere.

The rippling swing in the yard is her favorite place to inhabit in the afternoon. Many times when she comes home in the afternoon, she will be seen sitting quietly on the swing with a book, flipping through it with a leisurely expression.

The picture is really beautiful, why did he forget to take a few pictures with the phone?

Looking at the living room again, there is such an eye-catching huge wall painting. Dressed in fashion, she has been blinking her eyes playfully, one foot is slightly tilted back, and she is about to spread her wings and fly, vividly, especially her curved lips, I really can't wait to rush forward and kiss;

Even the corner of the stairs, the decorative oil painting, is full of her who loves to be beautiful;

I hadn't noticed before, but after walking around the house today, I realized that this vixen was quietly and pervasively covering her figure in every corner of the house. When did she do these tricks?

Can not remember……

But with this careful thought, Chang Mian couldn't help chuckling.

"Chang Shao, the three designers have been waiting for you for a long time."

Chang Mian put away these new continent-like discoveries and nodded: "Let them wait a little longer."

Although he was too busy with things, he didn't delay the start time of the new home. He went upstairs to change his clothes and took a rest. Chang Mian went downstairs to discuss with them some last-minute details before he could speak.

After half an hour, the three designers took their leave politely.

When Qin Shou heard that he was back, he asked him out for a gathering at night.

It was dusk, and the roads in City A were still brightly lit. Walking to the designated box in the clubhouse, everyone in the room was well-dressed and had an extraordinary temperament.

Lan Ya and Anya chatted happily, and a table was surrounded by people playing cards.

When Qin Shou saw him coming in, he took the initiative to give up his tablet, gave the card in his hand to the people around him, walked over to meet him with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Brother, let me tell you something."

Chang Mian didn't listen carefully to what he wanted to say, but just hooked his lips slantingly, and his ears were pricked up, listening to Anya and Fu Hong chatting and laughing at the poker table, exchanging the joy of being a father soon, and sharing their baby's current situation. How to be dishonest in the stomach...

Chang Mian stepped outside lightly, no longer enduring Qin Shou's nagging, but walked to the poker table, gently lifted Lan Ya's back collar, and moved out of the way.

He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, lit it, half of his handsome face was hidden in the shadows, and with the other hand, he took a rough look at the mahjong in front of him, and threw one casually, which made Lanya jump up and down.

"Hey, you bastard, do you know how to play?"

"Stay there." Chang Mian gave him a blank look, full of lethality.

Fu Hong and Anya were chatting and laughing while discussing the interesting stories about their wives' pregnancy. Chang Mian couldn't listen anymore, so he randomly grabbed one and threw it on the table with a bang, and finally successfully exchanged it for Fu Hong's. A little sight.

Fu Hong glanced at it: "You are so angry when you come back? Have you eaten gunpowder?"

"I said, you two, can you take into account the mood of me, a man who is far away from my wife? As soon as I entered the door, I heard you talking about the baby kicking, the wife should pay attention to what to eat every day, and the pregnant woman may have cramps at night... ...You are deliberately provoking me, aren't you?"