Late Marriage: Warm Wife, Let's Get Married

At first, President Yan's voice was a little afraid. Later, he found that the woman he bought was also in the house and put on a dress. It looked more beautiful than on the stage.

It was even more itchy, and the voice couldn't help raising a few scales.

Tang qianrong's expression did not change from beginning to end. When he heard president Yan's words, Tang qianrong went to one side of the sofa, sat down gracefully, and his slender legs overlapped in front of him. The dark blue eyes were calm, the very light sight fell on the tea table not far away, and the cold voice came immediately.

"Since President Yan thinks so, that's it. Anyway, I bought this woman. "

Tang qianrong's voice is not big, even a little gentle. To ordinary people, it seems that he is just talking about a trivial matter.

It was this attitude that made Yan Cheng's anger rise.

"Mr. Tang, do you really think you can bully in Thailand? Although I know the Taihua industry under your name, people like you should also inquire about who the local snake is in other people's territory? "

Yan Chenghui obviously treats himself too much as a person. He only knows Mr. Tang, even Tang qianrong's full name. That's because Tang qianrong doesn't usually have much activities in Thailand. His main industries are in developed and developing countries. He moves less in places like Thailand.

Even so, he didn't expect to be looked down upon like this.

The bottom of his eyes couldn't help flashing a sarcastic smile. Tang qianrong didn't even bother to look at him. His dark blue eyes fell on some stiff anjingxing standing aside.

The next moment, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, but he opened a very gentle smile.

"Come here." He is light judo. The soft voice was like silk, sliding close to people's heart, which made people's heart beat.

An Jingxing didn't react for a moment until she heard Tang qianrong accentuate his tone and repeat the two words again. She suddenly regained her mind and walked slowly towards his sofa.

However, just as anjingxing came to the sofa, Tang qianrong suddenly stretched out his hand, attacked her wrist, gently pulled it, and she sat on her lap in a very intimate posture.

The sudden scene was gray, his eyes were straight, and his fat face turned red.

But Tang qianrong didn't seem to see one side, and his eyes didn't leave an Jingxing from beginning to end.

His hands were beautiful, white and slender, just like the man wearing a mask she had seen, just like a pianist.

They are all surnamed Tang and have such beautiful hands... Is it... An Jingxing was shocked by the idea in his mind.

The next moment I try my best to tell myself that it's impossible. How can there be so many coincidences in this world? That man can't be here. He just wants his own children and gives her freedom at the first time after he gives birth.

Doesn't this just show how much he wants to get rid of himself?

Yeah, how is that possible.

Just when Anjing was distracted, Tang qianrong's slender hand had quietly climbed up her sharp chin and shook it gently, "woman, I don't like you distracted in my arms."

Aware of the man's hand sliding down her chin, an Jingxing couldn't help shaking all over, just when she thought he would punish himself as recklessly as he just did.

The man's voice suddenly came from his ear with a smile.

"But since you're the first offender this time, I'll give you a chance to make up for it."