Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

Rongyan hugged Liancheng Yazhi for a while, let go of her arms, and gently pushed him: "Hurry up and change your clothes. By the way, take a shower. You were in a hurry when you came back just now?"

When she was hugging him, she could feel the sweat on the shirt on Liancheng Yazhi's body, she must have sweated all over from being too anxious when she came back, and she also had some very complicated smells.

How does it feel... like the smell on my body after I squeezed the bus before. {Ya Shao: My wife is wise, I didn't take the bus, but I took the subway. }

Liancheng Yazhi lowered her head and pinched the cheeks of her face: "Okay, then I'll go wash it."

After finishing speaking, he said regretfully: "It's a pity, we haven't had a good mandarin duck bath for a long time. When this little villain comes out, the two of us will be fine..."

Rong Yan didn't wait for him to finish, so she pushed him: "Okay, stop talking, let's go."

After Liancheng went in elegantly, Rongyan gently placed the nearly withered rose in a parenting book.

Although this flower will wither today, if it is made into a specimen, it can be preserved for a long time in the future.

Liancheng Yazhi was very fast, taking a shower and washing her hair in less than 5 minutes.

Turning his head to look at his face, he was speechless for a moment. This guy ran out completely wet, holding a dry towel in his hand, and ran out naked with dripping water on his body.

His face was slightly red, and he said angrily, "Why don't you wear clothes?"

Liancheng Yazhi didn't feel embarrassed at all, walked up to Rongyan, handed her the towel, and said, "My wife, wipe my head, I'm still wet, I can't wear it, besides, we are both old married couples." , you are still shy."

Rong Yan stretched out her hand and poked him: "I'm not shy, but are you teaching my son badly?"

Liancheng Yazhi said arrogantly: "If he is a daughter, I might think about it, but he is a boy, and I am educating him by doing this, and he will grow up to be like his father in the future. Besides, he is in his stomach. Aren't you wearing nothing now like me?"

face...

Well, Liancheng's elegant sophistry really left people speechless.

Yan Yan pinched him: "Even if you don't teach your son badly, you won't be afraid of catching a cold like this."

Liancheng Yazhi lowered his head to make it easier for Rongyan to wipe his hair. He reached out to support Rongyan's waist: "Don't be afraid, my wife is distressed. What is it to catch a cold?"

The corners of Yanyan's mouth moved, and she laughed involuntarily. Liancheng Yazhi's sweet talk was really overwhelming.

Liancheng Yazhi's hair is short, easy to wipe, his face was half-dried by him, and he scratched his shoulder: "Okay, don't be silly, go and wipe yourself clean, change your clothes and go downstairs to eat, you have had breakfast until now It's all right, aren't you hungry?"

The drops of water on Liancheng Yazhi's body had actually dried up, so he simply hugged Yanyan, acting coquettishly, and said, "I'm not hungry yet, let me hug you for a while, just for a while."

Rongyan was in a good mood, but worried that Liancheng Yazhi would catch a cold, and said after a few seconds: "Okay, we'll be here in a while, change clothes quickly."

Liancheng Yazhi didn't let go, and shook gently: "Hold me for a while."

The face rubbed his wet hair, as if she was coaxing her own child, and said softly: "Hey, I'll let you hug me after dinner."

Liancheng Yazhi reluctantly let go: "Okay... hug me after dinner."