Adorable Wife: My Professor Husband is the President

Zhao Jiale didn't realize that Lan Feifei had misinterpreted his intention, but nodded: "of course."

After a long silence, lanfeifei looked up and asked, "I don't understand. What is she worth your tolerance?"

Zhao Jiale didn't speak. He and an Xiaofei just take what they need. An Xiaofei is different from LAN Feifei. For an Xiaofei, as long as she has money, she can meet everything. Of course, marrying him is the best choice, but LAN Feifei is a good woman and shouldn't be widowed for him.

Seeing LAN Feifei seriously questioning himself, Zhao Jiale casually perfunctorily said, "she... Is not bad."

LAN Feifei looked at Zhao Jiale with a blind expression and repeated, "not bad?"

"Yes, so... My parents, I don't want them to know..."

LAN Feifei looked at Zhao Jiale like a psychopath: "what don't you want them to know? About an Xiaofei? Zhao Jiale? Are you all right? You have to hide this for her?"

"If my parents knew about it, it would be difficult for her to live in the Zhao family in the future."

Lanfeifei almost blurted out: "that's just right."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Jiale pretended to look at LAN Feifei for a moment and couldn't help frowning: "Lan Feifei, why are you so bad? After so many years, I found that you are no different from before?"

Lanfeifei looked at him and said, "yes, I'm bad. I just have an idea. So what?"

You can stand an Xiaofei. Don't you like me?

Zhao Jiale's eyes were full of disdain: "you have a mind like this..." you can't even fight LAN Weiwei's brain disability. At best, you are stupid.

"Anyway, my heart is bad. You didn't know me the first day." Lan Feifei said proudly.

Zhao Jiale could not help but pinch her face: "listen to your tone, you shouldn't wait for me to praise this specialty?" is bad a very glorious thing?

"It's up to you. Anyway, I know your taste. You like it!"

Zhao Jiale almost didn't think about it. He blurted out: "nonsense, I clearly like stupid."

As soon as the voice fell, the two people were stunned. Zhao Jiale was puzzled by what he had just said. Why did he suddenly say this?

Lanfeifei is also in a trance for a moment. He doesn't want to express that he likes himself from the side, does he? So he's still helping Ann Xiaofei? Maybe he is used to making fun of women. Maybe it is a means or skill he deliberately ambiguous. Even in this way, he may have used it with many people.

Thinking of this, LAN Feifei was a lot more natural, but Zhao Jiale was uncomfortable: "in short, that thing... Help."

"Why should I help you?" lanfeifei said unhappily.

"You forgot the agreement between us. You have to listen to me about everything, you know?" then Zhao Jiale's arm slipped over her head. Fortunately, LAN Feifei squatted down, or he would rub her head again.

Lanfeifei took a deep breath and tried to restrain his overwhelming jealousy and pent up anger: "I'm free. After all, you don't mind as a party. What do I mind... She's your wife, not mine."

Zhao Jiale smiled innocently, "that's the truth."

"Neuropathy." leaving this sentence, LAN Feifei got up to go, and was grabbed by Zhao Jiale: "where are you going?"