Mafia King's Adorkable Bride

An xiaonuan sat on the cushion, picked up a cake, scooped a mouthful of cream and handed it to Yeming Jue's lips.

"Take a bite, it's super delicious." her tone was sincere, as if she was really inviting him to dinner. However, Lord Yeming knew that the little wife was teasing him, because she knew she didn't eat sweet, but she didn't know what he had done to make the little wife angry.

An xiaonuan was amused to see that Lord Yeming could not resist death and said, "I just tasted it. It's not sweet, but soft and delicious!"

Of course she knew that Lord Yeming didn't like sweet, so she gave him this cake without sweet!

Yeming Jue seemed to have some disbelief. He took a skeptical look at the cream in front of him. It seemed that he was looking at some dark food that was difficult to swallow.

"I'm angry if you don't eat. The consequences of my anger are terrible!" Ann xiaonuan threatened.

Her cheeks were as puffer fish. Yeming Jue couldn't help but poked them with his hand. As expected, the touch was as soft and smooth as he imagined.

Then he looked up and saw an xiaonuan's dissatisfied eyes. He lost his voice and smiled. Then he ate that mouthful of cream. Forget it. Even if it was poison, he would be happy.

Yeziyu and yezirui both spit on their father, and then continue to bow their heads to cut bread for Ziyan.

Several people sat in the forest with flying leaves. After eating, they took a walk on the top of the mountain and continued to move towards the next scenic spot.

"Dad, I want to go to the bathroom." Yezi Rui's face is not very good. After all, when she was just on the mountain, her mother asked her whether she wanted to go to the bathroom. He refused, and in an xiaonuan's questioning eyes, he said boldly: "I'm not a child. I can control this little thing!"

Looking at an xiaonuan's smothered smile, he felt a little hot on his face. What a shame!

Night Son Yu looked at night Son Rui that embarrassed appearance, also opened his mouth and said: "I also want to go."

Lord Yeming frowned, glanced at his son who was approaching his waist, and then looked at an xiaonuan with thin arms and legs. He subconsciously wanted to say "solve it by himself", but an xiaonuan knew what he was thinking when he looked at his expression, restrained some smile and said, "take them. I'll wait for you here with Ziyan."

Lord Yeming really doesn't want to go away, not only because an xiaonuan is delicate, but also because she doesn't understand l Mandarin. He doesn't want an xiaonuan to be afraid.

"Go on, I'll be fine. Just come back quickly." an xiaonuan said.

Lord Yeming was pushed by an xiaonuan. He had no choice but to take his two sons to the bathroom.

Now they have reached the street of the town, which is a prosperous commercial street. The bathroom is a little far away. After waiting for a few minutes, an xiaonuan feels a little bored.

"Mom, that's so beautiful!" yeziyan said in an xiaonuan's arms.

An xiaonuan looked at her little hand like a jade lotus root and saw a pottery shop.

"Go, mom will take you to buy one." an xiaonuan said, holding yeziyan and walking to the pottery shop.

Ann xiaonuan was dazzled by the dazzling array of pottery. The pottery in this shop was probably made by the boss, because she saw the boss sitting on the counter, drawing flowers with a small plate in her hand.

These porcelains have very local characteristics. Whether they are patterns or styles, they are rare styles, and even some have never seen before.

An xiaonuan was just curious, so he came in to have a look, but seeing that these pottery are so beautiful, he has some thoughts to buy.

Just holding Yezi cigarette in her arms, it's not easy to choose pottery. She can only put down Yezi cigarette and go to get the bottle she just liked.

The pattern on this bottle is not very complicated, but the color on it is very elegant, and she likes the style very much. It just happens that there is a bottle with flower arrangement in her room. That's it.

She was about to go to the cashier with yeziyan in one hand and the bottle in the other, but she was hit by a strong man with a tiger back.

The bottle in his hand was knocked off and fell on a booth.

Gulu knocked down a piece, and then made a crisp crackling sound.

"No!" a hearty male voice shouted, startling an xiaonuan, who had not yet recovered. Yeziyan was hurt on the back of his hand by the splashed porcelain because he was close, and he burst into tears in pain.

The narrow store became embarrassed at the moment, but the strong man who hit people didn't even look at them. The contempt in his eyes was obvious, and the gold necklace around his neck made his face oily.

Ann xiaonuan saw that the man was about to go out of the store. Holding yeziyan who was still crying, she ran to stop him.

"You can't go, you have to bear the loss here with me!" the craftsman is not easy. She must bear the loss, but most of the responsibility is caused by this man!

The stopped man looked at the woman in front of him, understood what she said, but deliberately looked at her with confused eyes, and then asked in L Mandarin, "what are you talking about?"

An xiaonuan has a doubt in his eyes. What is he talking about? I regret that I didn't learn l Mandarin at the beginning. Now I can't understand what this man is talking about!

Seeing that an xiaonuan really didn't understand the L Mandarin, the man became more unscrupulous and walked towards an xiaonuan. His big hand was going to take an xiaonuan's slim waist. He had a good idea. If the woman screamed later, he said he didn't understand what the woman was talking about, because she came to throw herself into the arms, which had nothing to do with him.

Just then, the shopkeeper put down his plate and came over.

He was about 50 years old, but his eyes were bright and bright. He had just lowered his head to draw flowers, so he didn't see who knocked down the porcelain. When he heard the sound, he looked up and saw the two people standing next to the booth, and the porcelain pieces on the ground were broken. He shouted the sad cry just now.

He looked at the two people and felt that the little girl didn't look like a person who did such a thing. Moreover, she stood at the door and stopped the man. It seemed that the man should have hit her.

"You want to lose money!" the old man said in L Mandarin with some accent.

The man with the gold necklace didn't expect that the shopkeeper convicted him without even asking. He just glanced at it roughly. Each of these porcelains costs thousands, and just broken more than a dozen, which can take less than half of his family property.

He just came out to play with his little girlfriend today, but he didn't want to spend so much money in such a broken shop!

So he shook his head, pointed to an xiaonuan and said, "it's not me, it's her."

Ann xiaonuan didn't know what they were talking about. When she saw the man with the gold necklace pointing at herself, she knew that he must be shirking his responsibility, so she waved her hand and said, "it wasn't me, it was the two of us."

The shopkeeper thought she was saying it was not her, but the man who pushed it down, so she looked at the man with the gold necklace even worse.