Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

Liancheng Yazhi brows frivolously, hugged her face suddenly, with a slightly frivolous look, said: "Where is there a school girl, there is a love sister."

It has been a long time since he and Yanyan had any conflicts, and the days have always been warm and harmonious.

And Yanyan hasn't played petty sex for a long time, and now she suddenly got into an awkward fight with him, Liancheng Yazhi felt a little excited on the contrary, and thought it was good.

Seeing the angry look on his face, he felt itchy in his heart.

Rong Yan snorted: "Who is your love sister, who do you go to, don't come to me."

As he said that, he was about to push away Liancheng Yazhi.

How could he agree, hugged Rongyan's shoulders, and pressed her half under him, "Really don't let me find you?"

She looked sideways at him: "Who cares..."

Liancheng Yazhi stretched out her hand to gently pinch her chin, and turned her head back: "Baby, isn't it rare?"

Yan Yan rolled her eyes: "It's not rare."

Liancheng Yazhi chuckled twice, and kissed her plump lips: "It's okay, as long as I care about you."

The face pouted, and pushed Liancheng Yazhi angrily: "Please tell me the truth, did you ever fall in love when you were in high school? How many girls have you had affairs with? Don't lie to me."

Liancheng Yazhi coughed lightly, and Rongyan finally asked this sensitive topic.

"Ahem... baby, do you want to talk about yourself?"

Yan Yan raised her chin: "If you want to say it, you have to say it. My son and I are listening. You are not allowed to lie. If you do lie, I will go to Fengfeng and ask simple."

Liancheng sighed elegantly, turned over and hugged her face: "How many years have passed since high school... To be honest, I really don't remember some things."

Rong Yan curled her lips and asked: "I really don't remember, or I dare not say it, then tell me what do you remember?"

She didn't believe that a guy like Liancheng Yazhi, who had a photographic memory, would forget about going to school.

Liancheng rubbed her nose elegantly: "The most profound thing I remember is...beating the principal."

Rong Yan stretched out her hand to poke Liancheng Yazhi's chest: "I'm not asking the principal... If you refuse to tell me, then don't sleep with me tonight, and go find your junior by yourself."

Liancheng Yazhi quickly grabbed her hand, put it on her lips, and kissed her: "Well, to be honest, I'm angry, and you know that if I don't hug you at night, I won't be able to sleep at all."

Rong Yan snorted, and her mood obviously improved: "Then let's talk about it soon."

Liancheng elegantly thinks about her youthful years, "When I was in high school, there were many girls who secretly fell in love with Minglian, but your husband didn't care about the relationship between men and women at that time, so he didn't care about them at all. Don has chased many girls."

Liancheng Yazhi really doesn't have much impression of those in high school. He was too young at that time, and they were not the kind of obedient students. Most of the time they just caused troubles, and then cleaned up after the troubles.

The remaining part of the time helps Feng Nong Tang chase girls.

The last bit of time is used to study.

The face pouted, not quite believing it. "What about your first love? You must have a first love, right? Every man will have a favorite goddess when he is young."

"Goddess, I really didn't have it before, first love..."

Liancheng Yazhi glanced at her face, her eyes flickered, as if she was dodging something.

In the past, he felt that liking from the bottom of his heart seemed... nothing at all.