Lay Down My Bad Husband

The little guy looked back at Lin Ziyi, pursed his lips and thought for a while, then nodded and replied, "look at her symptoms now, maybe it's possible!"

"What does it mean to be possible?" Tang Su's face, slightly a Shen, "like is like, don't like is don't like, no should probably."

"Oh ~" the little guy nodded meaningfully, "then she'd better not like you."

Tang Su's face smelled suddenly, and his eyes fell on the little guy coldly, "what do you mean?"

"Mom said that in her life, she only likes one man." The little fellow as like as two peas, picked up a small brow, which was exactly the same as Tang Su, who was "me."

The corner of Tang Su's mouth drew, and the cold and secluded sight on the little guy became unfathomable.

"I've decided that you can't sleep in the same bed with your mother from tonight on."

The little guy was stunned, and then he looked at Tang Su with a proud face, his mouth turned, "hum, even if I don't sleep with my mother, she won't let you sleep with her."

Tang Su looked at the little guy, and his pretty eyebrows shrugged. He was full of threat and said, "OK, let's wait and see!"

"Mom!"

Still in the dining room, looking at the harmonious and beautiful picture in the kitchen, a woman in a daze heard her son's roar and immediately recovered. When she realized how crazy she was just now, Lin Ziyi's face said, "Shua..." It's as red as a monkey's butt.

"Er, you are busy. I'll go upstairs and change my clothes."

Words fall, the woods should escape the same stride to the direction of the stairs.

It's just changing clothes. As a result, Lin Ziyi changed clothes for half an hour.

Until the little guy ran to knock on the door and said that he could have dinner, Lin Ziyi came out of the room slowly. He had already put on a set of pink household clothes.

When he came downstairs, the man was sitting at the dining table, looking through the data with his iPad in his hand. Hearing the approaching footsteps, the man gently raised his eyelids, deep and with a wisp of hot vision, and turned to Lin Ziyi.

Lin Ziyi's skin is white, tender and translucent. Against the background of her pink home clothes, she looks more and more beautiful, just like a ripe peach. When you see it, you just want to bite it.

Noticing the man's gaze, Lin Ziyi's heart began to calm down, and his face began to heat up.

In order to make himself look normal, Lin Zi should try his best to ignore the man's sight, just hang his eyes and keep talking with the stream.

Came to the table to sit down, flower aunt to three people Sheng soup.

Lin Ziyi touched the soup bowl in front of him, felt the temperature just now, then picked up the spoon and began to drink.

The taste of the soup is very good. It's neither thick nor light, just to her taste.

"Baby, your cooking skills have improved again, praise one!" Swallowing the soup, Lin Ziyi looked at his son and gave him a thumbs up.

The little family looked at the man who was drinking soup with his head down beside him, and he said, "ha ha..." With a smile, he replied, "Mom, uncle Tang made the soup today."

"Why?" The man raised his head slowly and looked at Lin Ziyi with deep and clear eyes. In his low voice, he said with a trace of jealousy, "if your son can cook, can't I cook?"

Lin Ziyi looks at Tang Su, and his eyes suddenly bump into his vast eyes. There, like a black hole, he can suck people in if he is not careful.

Heart beat, suddenly speed up again, in order to hide his panic, Lin Zi should quickly stagger his line of sight, learn the stream, grin "ha ha..." A smile way, "taste very good, taste very good, also give you a praise!"

Listen to Lin Ziyi's words, the man is not satisfied to pick a good-looking eyebrow, face, without any emotional change, only way, "since good to drink, then drink it up, not left."

No more!

Lin Ziyi looked at the big pot of soup on the dining table, and immediately felt that everything was disharmonious and beautiful.

The three of them were eating seriously. When everyone was about to eat, Lin Ziyi suddenly remembered the news that an Xiyan's face was scratched during the day. He couldn't help looking up at Tang Su, hesitated for a moment, and said, "that Don't you have to be with your fiancee? "

The man who was about to put down the bowl and chopsticks heard "fiancee..." These three words, his face suddenly sank down, with a trace of cold.

"What? Do you really want me to leave now to see an Xiyan? " The man raised his head, and his eyes swept coldly to Lin Ziyi. In his voice, there was a trace of displeasure.

Lin Ziyi listened to the man's words, but felt a little puzzled. What is her hope? Is an Xiyan her fiancee?

"An Xiyan is your fiancee, not my fiancee. Shouldn't you go to see her when she has an accident in the hospital?" Inexplicably, Lin Ziyi's voice, also improved a bit, is not afraid to die with stubborn eyes, straight with the man.If a man does not care for his fiancee who has been engaged to him for six years, what else can he rely on.

Just like muyunfan, he is a scum!

Tang Su's cold eyes were light and deep, and his ink dyed eyes were dark and unpredictable.

He looked at the little woman who didn't know anything in front of him, and felt that she was particularly in need of cleaning up.

"Yes, an Xiyan is my fiancee." The man's deep eye color, slightly flow, a pair of light tone way, "since you think so for me, then how can I disappoint you."

Then, before Lin Ziyi could react, he immediately stood up and strode towards the gate.

"Uncle Tang..."

Looking at the figure of the man strode away, the little guy drooped his brows and called softly.

However, the man didn't seem to hear him at all. Xinchang's tall and straight figure quickly disappeared in the direction of the gate.

"Mom, uncle Tang seems to be angry?"

"No matter who he is, he'll be angry when he's angry. It's a big deal. Drive us out!" Lin Ziyi looked back at his son and replied angrily.

"Oh ~" the little guy pursed his lips. He didn't say anything. He just lowered his head and continued to eat.

Looking at the child who lowered his head, Lin Ziyi bit his lower lip in chagrin.

How talkative she is! Can't you finish the meal quietly?

The huge Humvee is driving fast and smoothly on the spacious road. The man's tall body, some tired, leans in the back seat and closes his eyes for a rest. His handsome eyebrows are slightly twisted. No matter how tired he is, he doesn't feel sleepy at the moment.