A marriage contract: a genius, a black father

Damn, every time you finish complaining, you have to add that the marriage is not happy, do I want a divorce? ? ? ?An Xiaoyao calmly put the book aside, decisively chose to interrupt the guidance first, "I'll go to a meeting."

Xia Qing complained in his heart, have a meeting with your sister, you just came back from a meeting, what a shit meeting.

If you want to fight with your aunt, you are still young.

If you dare to pick my fault, I will wait for you, dear husband, hum!

As soon as An Xiaoyao left, An Xiaoyao stretched her waist, and she became energetic. Every time she quarreled with An Xiaoyao, she would be in high spirits. Their exclusive gun room to practice guns.

This floor is nearly 1000 square meters, and the whole floor is soundproof. All the materials are different from other places. The shiny floor-to-ceiling mirror can see everything outside, and the view is excellent. Nothing can't see inside.Practicing guns here feels like stepping on the space layer. It feels very comfortable. This is a special place for An Xiaoyao, Lu Zhen and the others, and other agents cannot come.

On the first night when Xia Qing came here, An Xiaoyao gave her a pass card and entered his voice recognition and fingerprints. Except for the information room, Xia Qing could go wherever An Xiaoyao could go.

It feels good to practice guns alone. Xia Qing thought about it and it was not fun at all. There is no opponent. There is a flexible obstacle running design. She thought about it and opened the communication device at the door, which can be directly connected to An Xiaoyao's wrist. on the communicator.

"what happened?"

"Are you in a meeting?" Xia Qing asked intentionally. It was very quiet over there. Her husband was probably depressed by himself, and the meeting was purely an excuse.

An Xiaoyao pretended to murmur, "It's not an important matter. If you have anything to do, of course you will take priority. After all, I am such a considerate and meticulous husband."

Xia Qing complained silently, just pretend.

"Come down and practice shooting."

An Xiaoyao said neatly, "Okay."

Xia Qing sat at the door and waited for him to come down. An Xiaoyao came down within 3 minutes. He was dressed in casual clothes and looked as tall as jade, with a personable demeanor. Can't help but praise, "I said, in fact, you look really good."

A good temperament and a bad appearance will also add three points to the appearance, not to mention having such a face, which is even more undesirable.

The depression in An Xiaoyao's heart was swept away, he felt like an idiot, just now he was thinking about something to win back, but when his wife praised him, he completely forgot about everything to win back the game.

He even gave birth to a kind of luck, to be able to marry a wife who appreciates him so much, because she always disliked his appearance and figure at the beginning, but now it is rare to be sure of his appearance. Relatively speaking, the day of being sure of his figure is not far away.

It was so easy for him.

"The floor is cold, don't sit down, get up." He stretched out his hand, motioning Xia Qing to stand up, Xia Qing smiled, and put his hand in his palm, An Xiaoyao slightly touched her, and she got up from the ground, before she could stand still, There was a strong pull, and she fell into his arms, and the shadow rushed towards his face, and he had already grabbed his lips and tongue.

She was no stranger to An Xiaoyao's kiss, nor would she reject it, and would even respond to his kiss.

After a while, he pressed the tip of her nose affectionately, and sighed, "I really fell into your hands."

The key is to plant so willingly.