Little Wife Is Hard To Please

An Xiaoxiao looked up and secretly looked at the face of the war flag.

Zhan lengrui, their father and son have to blame themselves.

Although Zhan lengrui is always cold, he is indifferent to everyone, except the war flag.

Every time he felt that Zhan lengrui's words to the war flag were choking and tit for tat.

But the war flag will still run to Zhan lengrui.

Last time there was Mr. Zhan, the two people didn't show so obvious. This time they were a fuse.

However, her dress, including herself, can't accept it. Zhan lengrui really doesn't dislike it.

"Do you have my consent to this marriage?"

"Your opinion has nothing to do with me." Zhan lengrui's voice is still cold.

"How did you talk to your father?"

An Xiaoxiao looked at the two men with swords in their arms and subconsciously shrunk his neck.

Really two overlords.

Feeling an Xiaoxiao's small action, Zhan lengrui slightly twisted his eyebrows. "I'll consider what you said, but you'd better not care so much about my things. Grandpa has no opinion. Your opinion is not an opinion."

"You..."

"Aunt Liu, greet the guests." Then Zhan lengrui pulls an Xiaoxiao up.

"Little uncle..." an Xiaoxiao pulled his hand.

Even if two people are angry, it's not like this!

Although it's quite... To dispel hatred!

Zhan lengrui glanced at the flag and spoke to an Xiaoxiao. "He just likes this living room, not you. You'll only get in the way here."

“……”

"All right, I'll go!" The flag stood up and looked very bad. "Think about that."

With that, he took another look, half bowed his head, tried to make an Xiaoxiao look good, turned and walked out.

An Xiaoxiao looked at the back of the war flag. She just seemed to see him... Sighed?

Seeing an Xiaoxiao staring at the back of the war flag in a daze, Zhan lengrui's eyes flashed a touch of displeasure. He loosened an Xiaoxiao and turned directly upstairs.

An Xiaoxiao turns to look at Zhan lengrui's back and doesn't react.

Wasn't it okay just now?

Who in the end said that women's heart, submarine needle, clearly men's heart is the most difficult to figure out, okay!

No, no, Mr. Zhan is now the main target of her thigh. We can't provoke him.

Thinking, an Xiaoxiao hurriedly followed up.

An Xiaoxiao followed him into the study and saw Zhan lengrui sitting on the sofa next to him instead of at his desk. He suddenly had an impulse to laugh.

Mr. Zhan, are you clearly saying, please comfort?

Well, well, even if it's a quarrel and two words, they still care about each other.

Otherwise, according to Zhan lengrui's temperament, she would have... Oh, she almost forgot that chief Zhan is Zhan lengrui's boss now, and he can't move his father.

An Xiaoxiao snuggled up to her and lay on the sofa with her makeup on her face.

"Little uncle, in fact, you don't have to do this. It can be seen that the war chief still loves you very much. If you have a better attitude, maybe the relationship between you two can be eased."

Zhan lengrui's eyes were a little impatient, "who told you I wanted to ease the relationship with him."

"Ann Ann Ann Ann Ann Ann Ann Ann Ann Ann Ann Ann Ann Ann Ann Ann Castle Peak, I know how you feel. I thought I was trying to win over Ann Castle Peak." An Xiaoxiao looks like I understand. "But your attitude is really a little too much. How can you say that for me?"

Although she thinks it's quite cathartic!

Looking at an Xiaoxiao with a crackling speech, Zhan lengrui has more and more wrinkles between his eyebrows. "You and I are outsiders?"

An Xiaoxiao quickly shut up. "No, no, my wife, they are all my wife."

You has the final say.

"Wife?" Zhan lengrui sneered and stopped talking.

An Xiaoxiao looks at Zhan lengrui, puts aside his face to one side, and suddenly feels something wrong.

At ordinary times, Zhan lengrui should expose his rogue nature and make two dirty jokes. How can he react now?

Is it not because of the war chief, but because he provoked her?

No, you didn't do anything yourself?

What skin did he get outside?

Seeing an Xiaoxiao's thoughtful appearance, Zhan lengrui's frown added a point of helplessness.

Say she's stupid, not stupid at all, say she's smart, and don't understand at the critical moment.

He pulled the man into his arms, bowed his head and blocked her lips.

An Xiaoxiao was startled by Zhan lengrui's sudden action. Before he could speak, his mouth was blocked again.

Unlike usual, an Xiaoxiao feels that Zhan lengrui is like a wolf, constantly attacking him.

She wanted to resist, but she didn't have any strength. She could only let him act recklessly in her own territory

I don't know how long it took, Zhan lengrui finally let him go.

Hold her in your arms, breathe a little, calm down the little in your heart... Ready to move

An Xiaoxiao buries his head in Zhan lengrui's arms and feels that his face is as hot as a high fever of 39 degrees.

Obviously, he is a little uncle, but he always does what happens to these boyfriend and girlfriend.

She felt that she was going to have no face to see people. If she went on like this, how could she get married in the future?

And now that she is like this, he really has to talk.

His face scared Luo Ziang to play a big play to get rid of him. Yu Jialiang would rather refrigerate than accept her. What's more, Zhu Congtong screamed that she was ugly and did more mischief, although she really didn't.

But why doesn't he care at all? Besides pedophilia, he still has a strong taste?

"Do you like taking pictures so much?"

Immersed in her own shame and entanglement, an Xiaoxiao felt as if she was hearing a mirage.

If it weren't for her auditory hallucinations, why would she feel that this sentence is full of grievances that children can't eat sugar?

Absolutely auditory hallucination, absolutely!

This man is Zhan lengrui! Mr. Tangtang Zhan, how could master Zhan speak in this tone?

But why is it so true?

An Xiaoxiao shows half a face from Zhan lengrui's arms. "Little uncle, do you ask me if I like taking pictures?"

Zhan lengrui snorted coldly and counted it as an answer.

When I think of the picture of an Xiaoxiao and Luo Kefan, my face is more and more dissatisfied.

An Xiaoxiao thought carefully. Is it a photo posted on the microblog?

But how did he know.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

An Xiaoxiao stared at the uncanny face and felt that the secretion in her mouth increased.

How photogenic this face is.

So

No wonder I'm angry. That's what I mean.

An Xiaoxiao climbs out of Zhan lengrui's arms with an excited face. "Little uncle, if you want to take a picture, tell me earlier and I'll take it for you."