Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 117 Even if thrown into the pile of beggars, he will be the king of beggars immediately
No matter how reluctant he was, Zhan Lingtuo still took the clothes and changed them. Ou Xiaolan seemed to have become the queen of this family. The prince's little prince, what else can I do?

After Zhan Lingtuo entered another room, Zhan Moxiao changed his clothes and came out. He wore a cheap red shirt, smoky gray slacks, and white canvas shoes. A noble texture.

Of course, this is different from his usual calm and elegant black and white collocation. The bright colors make him look a bit more fresh.

Some people, that is the honor bestowed by God, even if they are thrown into the pile of beggars, they will immediately become the king of beggars.

Ou Lan saw her little heart pounding, this man was foul everywhere, she really wanted to take a bite, it had nothing to do with love, she was just not immune to this little pink meat.

Looking at it, countless pink peach blossoms floated in her eyes. Zhan Moxiao's youthful and handsome attire inspired the little red heart in her body.

However, Li Dan on the side has very sharp eyes. He is used to seeing Master Xiao's strong and tough guy temperament like a lone wolf. At this time, this little fresh meat appearance is really...

Cough cough, he needs to buy a bottle of eye drops.

Zhan Moxiao completely ignored how broken the heart of Li Tezhu, who had followed him for many years, because he was wearing the clothes and shoes that the little goblin had bought for him that he had been thinking about for 14 years, his whole body seemed to be stuffed into candied fruit like.

He stood in front of her, like an old man asking his old wife, "How is it?"

Ou Lan swallowed dryly, "It's pretty."

At this time, Zhan Lingtuo also changed his clothes and came out. Unlike Zhan Moxiao's smiling expression, he was in a very bad mood, his face was livid as if covered in mist, and he was holding the red shirt with his two small hands The little corner of the clothes, I wish I could tear the clothes to pieces.

Li Dan closed his eyes naturally, alas, when did Young Master Zhan suffer such grievances.

Ou Lan was extremely proud, "Isn't this great, look, you and your dad are still pretending to be parents."

Zhan Lingtuo looked at his father aggrievedly, hoping that his father could give him some comfort, but his father was Ou Xiaolan's repeater, "Very good."

Zhan Lingtuo's heart was shattered, his wise father was already a fool, and he could play princes if he gave him a beacon.

Seeing that Zhan Mo Xiao also agreed with her behavior, Ou Lan was even more proud, and her words were full of credit, "Master Xiao, do you know that I bought these clothes after thousands of searches across the street, Wumart The price is cheap, more than a dozen pieces of clothes only cost 300 yuan, and it also helped a group of unemployed workers, which is a good deed."

A dozen pieces of clothes only cost 300 yuan. Li Dan couldn't bear to listen to it anymore, but what Zhan Moxiao focused on was, "Helping unemployed workers?"

"Well, that's what the ad says," Ou Lan nodded heavily, as if expecting Zhan Mo Xiao to praise her for being a good person and deed, and performed it with full of emotion.
"Big news, big news, XX clothing factory, the largest clothing factory in the South, closed down, the boss was not in charge of the house, the proprietress owed 3.5 million yuan for eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and finally ran away with her brother-in-law. We have no choice but to take the clothes to pay Salary, the original price is more than 300, more than 200 clothes, all 20 yuan, all 20 yuan! Lady boss, you are not human, you don’t pay wages, you pay me back my hard-earned money, pay me back my hard-earned money!”

Li Dan, "..."

Young Madam, please stop singing!

(End of this chapter)