Tang Yao frowned. "Did you like me when you were five?"

Pan Yazhan stopped his nose, looked at his wife and coughed: "Yao Yao, I think you still have to be pragmatic. You were still wearing diapers at that time. It's hard to make people feel... Good."

Besides, when she was wearing diapers, ah Hua next door was already wearing a floret skirt. Little pan Yazhan was stunned.

Tang Yao looked up at him and whispered for a long time: "I thought you loved me secretly since childhood!"

"Mrs. pan, be pragmatic." He sighed.

He has so many girlfriends

Tang Yao looked at him with strange eyes. Later, they stopped talking together.

Tang Yao pursed her lips, put her hand on his shoulder, and her face slowly leaned over.

"Angry?" Pan Yazhan's voice was hoarse and unbearable: "but Yao Yao, I will be yours for the next few decades."

Tang Yao glanced at him again: "you are thirty."

"Well," he smiled, "so you're my best gift."

Tang Yao glanced at him again.

He smiled: "all right, go to bed, Yao Yao."

Tang Yao hugged him: "you coax me, Yazhan."

With a low sigh, Mr. Pan reached out and hugged her and kissed her. "It's so big to coax."

Finally, Mr. Pan coaxed it well before he finished.

One night, is unprecedented tranquility.

They are finally together

I will be happy in the future, and I will be happier in the future.

*

Time flies.

Jiang Zhuo left the hospital and continued to work in the club, while Huang Yunling's mother and son were received by him in the previous apartment and equipped with bodyguards for safety.

He lived with Huang Yunling and slept in a room, but he never touched her.

Huang Yunling didn't ask. She silently took care of him and the children. They lived as before.

Until one day, he suddenly took her to get the marriage certificate, and finally became a real husband and wife in the evening.

It's not warm and routine, but after all, they're together.

Huang Yunling fell asleep. Jiang Zhuo got up alone, took the cigarette box, went to the terrace and sat there smoking.

He looked at the night view outside, smoked slowly, and had no expression on his face.

Huang Yunling woke up more than half an hour later. When she woke up, she didn't see Jiang Zhuo. She sat up without a trace of joy. She looked around and smelled a trace of smoke, so she knew he was smoking on the terrace.

She put on a nightgown and went out.

Jiang Zhuo was smoking with a faint expression.

Huang Yunling's voice was very light: "Jiang Zhuo, why don't you sleep?"

Jiang Zhuo looked at her and said, "why don't you sleep?"

Huang Yunling didn't speak, but took down the cigarette at his fingertip: "brother, it's late to go to bed."

He looked at her with a deep look: "do you still call me brother?"

"Well, that's it. I'm used to it." Huang Yunling's voice was indifferent. "It's only been a few days since I got well. Don't smoke."

She said and helped Jiang Zhuo.

He paused, looked at the night again, and went back to the bedroom with her.

Late at night, he lay in bed and lay quietly. Then he closed his eyes... He thought, that's it. Give back Tang Yao's peace to her.

After one night, like an ordinary couple, they also invited their aunt to cook dinner. Huang Yunling took the children and took care of Jiang Zhuo's daily life.

He usually goes to the club in the afternoon and comes back at two or three o'clock in the evening. Later, he comes back at one o'clock in advance, probably because he doesn't want her to wait more.

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