Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

Feng Nongtang nodded seriously: "Of course, aren't we here for dinner?"

Simply said: "Could it be?"

Feng Nongtang patted the table: "Of course it's dinner. It's so late, I'm going to starve to death if you're hungry. Tonight, Master Ben plans to go back and find a girl to fight for [-] rounds. If you don't eat enough, you won't have energy. "

simple……

Feng Nongtang's gags dispelled the tense atmosphere created by Liancheng Yazhi and Xia Xuanmo just now.

Both have their own positions, and neither will compromise first.

They have known each other for many years, and they both know each other's temperament, so this matter will not be mentioned for the time being.

Liancheng Yazhi secretly thought: In the future, Xia Xuanmo will never be given another chance to help her face.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the meal just broke up in this unhappy and somewhat dignified atmosphere.

When leaving, Liancheng Yazhi hugged her face and said to Xia Xuanmo: "I still say the same thing, my woman, I take care of it myself, don't interfere."

Xia Xuanmo smiled, and after Liancheng Yazhi walked away, he said as if talking to himself: "You have to ask yourself, is your heart still there?"

After hearing this, Jian Jian glanced at Xia Xuanmo.

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On the way back to Block A of the Empire, there was silence in the car.

Secretary Zhou was so engrossed in driving that he could hardly hear his breathing, completely treating himself as a transparent person.

Because the atmosphere of the two people in the back seat is too... different.

Drunk Miss Rong, with a solemn expression and a sense of incomprehension, exuded a gloomy air from her body, completely enveloping the entire carriage. This feeling was so heavy that it was like being filled with lead. Secretary Zhou hadn't been here for several years. Liancheng Yazhi felt it.

Secretary Zhou always felt that Ya Shao tonight was different from usual, and the way he looked at Miss Rong seemed to have changed a lot all of a sudden.

Yanyan was sleeping soundly on Liancheng Yazhi's lap, completely unaware of what kind of atmosphere she was in at the moment.

Suddenly, with a groan, she rolled over on Liancheng Yazhi's lap, lying on the edge of the back seat, her head was sliding down to her knees, and then slowly sliding down.

Liancheng Yazhi watched her head slide down little by little, she was about to fall, but she didn't stop it.

Lian Chengya didn't know what he wanted to prove, it seemed that as long as he watched his face drop without holding her back, it would prove that this woman was insignificant to him.

but--

The fact is that his brain couldn't control his hands, and at the moment when his face was about to fall, his hands acted first than his brain.

Liancheng Yazhi felt depressed, and stretched out his hands to pinch Rongyan's face into various shapes, but she didn't move, he curled his lips and said mockingly: "Sleep so dead, why don't you just sell it."

Secretary Zhou pouted while driving, sold?

Ya Shao, stop joking. At this time, don't talk about selling, you can destroy the whole family if Miss Rong makes a slight deviation.

Block A of the Empire was already in sight, Secretary Zhou stopped the car smoothly and said, "Young Master Ya, we're here."

The doorman had already run over to open the car door, Liancheng Yazhi got out of the car with her face in her arms, and said to Secretary Zhou, "Come pick me up at nine tomorrow morning."

Secretary Zhou's eyeballs were about to fall out, and he raised his voice, "Nine o'clock?"