Little Wife Is Hard To Please

An Xiaoxiao didn't know how he suddenly responded.

"In fact, we haven't talked like this. It seems that we've been playing with our hearts all the time. I really can't afford you ginger!"

An Xiaoxiao sounded with a relaxed voice, as if he really regarded Luo Jinpeng as "his own person"!

A slight sigh came from his ear. After a good meeting, an Xiaoxiao heard Luo Jinpeng's voice with a smile.

"You little girl as like as two peas."

"Then I wish I could have such a powerful business empire like you in the future."

"No, no!" Luo Jinpeng's voice was a little flustered. "Don't be like me. You don't have much money. Just spend enough. You can be happy. Besides, you have Mr. Zhan around you."

An Xiaoxiao doesn't speak, Zhan lengrui... How can he always be by his side?

"Why don't you talk?"

"What did you say? You didn't threaten us before. If you continue to be together, you'll make a hot headlines about our relationship, and then let us separate?" An Xiaoxiao said half jokingly.

"I was a threat and didn't really do it. Besides, I don't need it now." Luo Jinpeng glanced, "you little girl, I remember clearly. Are you having trouble with Mr. Zhan?"

Suddenly I remembered an Xiaoxiao's temperament. When I heard this again, I only felt a little more sadness in it.

"What's wrong with us? You want to find a loophole and break us up? You don't have a granddaughter."

"I don't have to dismantle it or give it away." Luo Jinpeng looked at an Xiaoxiao. He couldn't see each other in the dark, but he seemed to be able to express something.

An Xiaoxiao laughed twice and stopped talking.

Luo Jinpeng also calmed down.

After a good meeting, Zhan lengrui's voice looking for an Xiaoxiao came from outside. An Xiaoxiao remembered the time.

She even sat with Luo Jinpeng for more than an hour.

It's obvious that the two of them are incompatible.

"Mr. Zhan of our family came to me. I'll go first."

"Xiao Xiao." An Xiaoxiao, who stopped and got up, Luo Jinpeng's voice was eager and hesitant, "what you said before, I can talk to you if it's all right. Do you still count now?"

An Xiaoxiao stood in the light and looked at the shadow next to him.

"Count, of course!"

After that, an Xiaoxiao turned and left.

Maybe it was just that hour, or maybe he seemed to feel something from Luo Jinpeng. Even if he said he didn't like it, an Xiaoxiao didn't hate it at least.

Anyway, the old man is not so hateful!

An Xiaoxiao didn't see that the old man who stood up from the dark had a child like smile on his face.

"Where have you been!" Seeing an Xiaoxiao and lengrui immediately pull ren'er into his arms, his eyes are full of worries.

"I'm sitting on the swing in the garden. Why are you so worried? I'm still useful. No one does anything to me." Except Locke Qin, no one has the courage and idea.

"Don't run out of my sight in the future!" Zhan lengrui issued a ban and looked unhappy.

An Xiaoxiao smiled and hit Ma Ha, "I know, I'm sleepy. Go to bed quickly. By the way, have you eaten?"

Zhan lengrui snorted coldly, "no, do it now."

He picked up an Xiaoxiao and walked towards the kitchen.

"Miss Xiaoxiao, will you make supper?" The people in the kitchen saw an Xiaoxiao go back and say hello to an Xiaoxiao.

After saying that, all the people saw Zhan lengrui behind an Xiaoxiao.

There was a burst of surprise, and then it was quiet immediately.

Zhan lengrui gave a look and everyone ran away!

An Xiaoxiao couldn't laugh or cry, "what do you scare people like when you say you."

"Have you been here?" Zhan lengrui obviously noticed what the group said.

An Xiaoxiao said, "yes, I came over in the evening to cook dinner for you. However, I was suddenly in a bad mood and left."

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing. I just feel that Luo Jinpeng is strange. It's good for a while and bad for a while. I can't see clearly."

Obviously I should hate him, but I don't know why I just can't hate him.

She occasionally talked to Debby about Luo Jinpeng. Although she dodged, she didn't exclude her as she treated Locke Qin and Luo Qingyu.

It feels like the whole world knows everything, just like being confused by yourself.

"Oh, forget it. It's annoying. I don't want to. Whether he is good or bad has nothing to do with me. I'll cook for you."

An Xiaoxiao looked very angry, turned around, picked up the kitchen knife and cut it.

It's not like cooking, it's like venting!

Zhan lengrui flashed a strange look in his eyes and looked at the furnishings in the kitchen. His voice was cool and thin.

"Xiao Xiao, where's the lunch box you used to serve me?"

An Xiaoxiao's heart trembled!

She forgot!

Because my heart was too uncomfortable, I came back directly without cleaning up.

So, is the lunch box still in its original place?

The hand trembled, and the knife cut hard on the chopping board. An Xiaoxiao pulled it out and didn't pull it up.

An Xiaoxiao turned to Zhan lengrui with an unhappy face. "It's all your fault. I've finished it. You haven't come yet, so that all the meals have been robbed by the little old man. If you hadn't waited for you for a long time and you didn't know to come, would I be in a bad mood? Would I go to the garden to relax?"

Seeing an Xiaoxiao like this, Zhan lengrui didn't dare to say anything, "it's my fault, it's my fault. I'm entangled by Luo Qingyun this afternoon, so I can't get through. I promise I'll never leave in the future."

"Forget it. I don't want you to stick to me too much." An Xiaoxiao tilted his mouth and motioned Zhan lengrui to sit down. "You'd better stay and I'll cook for you."

Turning around, an Xiaoxiao continued to cut vegetables, closed his eyes and sighed in his heart.

Originally, I thought that after a night's conversation, Luo Jinpeng would really have nothing to talk to himself, but I didn't expect that Luo Jinpeng didn't appear in front of him until the agreed date.

Not only Luo Jinpeng, but also others were very quiet.

Even an Ruxue didn't appear in front of him.

Finally, it was time for them to talk about the contract. Early in the morning, Xiao Xiao was arranged to go out of Luo's house with the little old man.

Sitting in the car, the little old man was not at all at ease.

"By the way, Xiao Xiao, where did you go that night?"

That night? Which day?

Seeing an Xiaoxiao's puzzled face, the little old man blinked, "that's the day Ning'er woke up. You sent me a text message or something. Later, Mr. Zhan really asked me about it. You said that if he was all right, how could he ask me."