Mr General doted on his sweet wife

"Never..." Fang LAN murmured.

"And no other men." The man's voice was obstinate and resolute.

Fang LAN whispered: "there won't be..."

……

When the night is over the moon, Zhuang Shihao takes Fang LAN back to his room.

Fang LAN blushed and gave him a light hammer.

"Don't lie to me in the future."

"Well."

"Not like that."

"Well." Zhuang Shihao replied, but he was not sure. How could he refuse?

He suddenly looked down at her: "you know my trumpet before?"

It was like breaking through some key nodes suddenly, and he had figured out everything in his mind.

"Yes, a week ago. I met Bai Jingru at school, but I was completely unknown to others. They even took out wechat to add me. You said I was embarrassed. Just when I came back, I saw you playing with your mobile phone. I soon found your trumpet. Chuang Shihao, I was really angry at that time! "

The gloom that hung over Zhuang Shihao finally dissipated and whispered, "that's why you said to my trumpet that you're in love with other men?"

Fang LAN blinked: "you may cheat me with trumpet for such a long time, do not allow me to cheat you a word?"

Zhuang Shihao held her down and gnashed his teeth: "Fang! Haze

"What are you doing so fiercely? You may cheat me and not allow me to retaliate for such a small thing?"

"Where is this a little bit?" Zhuang Shihao took her hand and pressed it on his chest. "I've been eating and sleeping for more than a week. I've lost a lot of pounds. You have to pay me! "

Fang LAN realized that his gloomy and bearded chin came from this incident.

She thought he was too tired recently.

I didn't expect that she would deceive him with such a lie.

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry, it's no use Pay for it with something else. " Zhuang Shihao held her down.

……

Fortunately, Aunt Zhang took youyou out long enough. When

came back as like as two peas, she sighed, "it's just too hard to buy a pen that is exactly the same."

"Really, it's hard for you." Fang LAN rubbed her red face.

"Fortunately, I did."

You you carefully put the pen into the bag.

Zhuang Shihao took a look at Fang LAN and hugged youyou: "let's take a bath."

Fang LAN legs sour and soft, sitting on the bed playing mobile phone, Zhang assistant called.

She picked it up and asked casually, "what's up, assistant Zhang?"

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. You're willing to answer the phone at last." Assistant Zhang was crying with joy.

"I'm sorry. I was too busy the other day." Fang LAN just vaguely remembered that assistant Zhang called several times.

But she didn't answer. She wanted to call him back when she wasn't busy. As a result Fang LAN knocked on his head, this damned memory.

"Mr. Fang, you have to save your life."

Fang Lan said in a flat voice: "assistant Zhang, I don't care about the official business of the world Howe group now. You have work matters. Go to your company's internal staff."

"Mr. Fang, I'm not talking about work. It's Mr. Zhuang. Only you can help! Mr. Fang Assistant Zhang was about to cry.

Over the past week, Mr. Zhuang's state has been fluctuating, which has killed him.

Accompanying a gentleman is like accompanying a tiger. What the ancients said was not wrong at all.