Chief husband, strong love!

The man's voice is mature and magnetic. It is lowered word by word, as mellow as a remote red wine.

It sounds very affectionate.

Zhuang Su looked at the front, his sight did not change a minute, his eyes were still cold as frost, and his mouth was cold to cruel indifference. "You can say what conditions, and I'll consider them again. If there is no other practical significance, please shut up."

The night Lord was silent for a moment.

She lowered her eyes and looked at a pair of big palms on her waist, which tightened quietly for a few minutes.

She could feel the change in his breath.

Hearing this reaction, he was very unhappy.

"But before you speak, think clearly. I have my bottom line. I can't do what you say. If I don't want to die, you might as well complain." Zhuang Su's low sneer was full of ridicule. "The head of the ten districts should threaten his ex-wife by complaining to his parents. You can really do it!"

"Not an ex-wife yet." He gave a faint reminder. He caught a glimpse of her soft but cold side face, "you don't have to remind me. There's only one condition. Every time you come to chat with my mother during this period, just give it to me for an hour."

Then he added, "don't worry, I won't touch you."

Zhuang Su looked at his hand. "Don't touch me?"

Night Lord: "

"Let me make it clear. By not touching you, I mean I won't sleep with you if you don't agree. I haven't divorced yet. I can't hold you for a while?" He gently pulled his lower lip. "I promised this honest behavior, and you won't believe it."

Zhuang Su didn't speak.

After all, his repentance on some things has become a habit.

"Deal?"

Her silence was acquiescence.

Zhuang Su has known him for more than ten years and knows that he is extremely strict in business, but he is so unruly and shameless in private.

He caught the opportunity to threaten her, but it took only an hour and kept himself in line, which was much better than she expected, if he would do it honestly.

She was taken to the sofa by the man who got her wish and glanced at his deep side face.

He came back a little different this time.

But this is different. It has long been nothing to her.

*

In order to avoid the tonic for pregnant women prepared by the old man for Aunt Rong, Shen Enron left before evening.

She sat in the co pilot and waved to Xiao Jiu.

When I looked up, I just saw the figure of Zhuang Su on the balcony of a room upstairs.

Zhuang Su Mingming said she would only come for a while. She thought she had left long ago.

Shen Enron looked more puzzled. At the moment the car started, another figure walked to the balcony

"What's good outside?" The driver glanced at her obliquely.

"Your uncle is upstairs." She continued to look up curiously before the car left the manor gate.

And the night Sheng Ting who heard this sentence next to her gave a little self-evident warning at her second eye, "other men are so good-looking?"

"...." Shen Enron looked at him, "you mean your uncle?"

No wonder her mind didn't turn around for a moment. She really didn't expect that he would even eat this kind of vinegar.

Although she admits that their genes are very good, my uncle is also a man with great capital.

However, not to mention that she has never been a little wrong with her uncle, that sentence just now was simply mentioned casually.

"Ye Shengting, I'll finish this sentence. Listen, your uncle and sister Zhuang are upstairs!"

The man driving ignored her serious ridicule. As soon as the door opened, the car drove out.

Shen Enron held his head in his hand and looked at him sideways. After watching him for a moment, he smiled lightly, "don't worry, others don't look good like you."