Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

Han Zhaoxue is stunned by Bai Su's sudden slap. Bai Su has always been a docile rabbit, embodying a woman's virtue. But recently, especially in the past six months, he feels that he has not understood her enough.

This is not only a black heart rabbit who can throw the pot to him in front of the old lady, but also a powerful King Kong Rabbit who can do it without saying a word. That slap makes her scalp numb, which is enough to show how hard the dead woman has used.

Riding on him, scolding him and beating him, I can't find a second woman except Bai Su in my life.

With a dark face, he said in a deep voice, "I didn't make an appointment with Xu Anyan at all. Today, I was talking business with Mr. Dai. Mrs. Dai suddenly came to take shelter from the rain. Xu Anyan came with her. I didn't know I would meet her! But it's you. The man surnamed sun is obviously plotting against you. He asked you to drink. You really drink. You are so capable. Why don't you go to heaven? "

The white vegetable languidly droops the eyelid, slowly leisurely way, "I this isn't to have no long wings."

Han Zhaoxue

Next to a few people taking the elevator, smell words are quietly laughing, Han Zhaoxue feel his old face, now has been lost with white, but next to an old lady also smile with next to the old man whispered, "these two are still strange interesting."

The eldest brother is quite helpless a smile, return a way, "this girl makes trouble without reason, that strength is still really like when you are young."

"Go, you're making trouble out of nothing, old vinegar jar."

Han Zhaoxue

Auntie and auntie, the elevator is so big, you can hear it even if the voice is small, OK?

On the other end of the line, Mrs. Han and her old man listened to this conversation. They had been very happy for a long time. They quietly hung up the phone and said with a smile, "the old man smashed it. I think the day when we hold our second grandson or granddaughter is not far away."

Mr. Han felt a few wisps of beard on his chin, and said in a low voice, "these days, let them come back to eat more. You can make more delicious food in the kitchen and make up for them. If you want to have grandchildren, you have to keep up with them."

The old lady nodded, "I'm going to call sister Hu."

The girl raised her head and listened to the two old people's words. Her eyes suddenly darkened. Then she lowered her head and held her doll in her arms. Without saying a word, she touched the doll's braid and looked worried.

Mrs. Han and Mr. Han are immersed in the joy of holding a grandson, and they don't notice the emotional changes of the little girl. After calling sister Hu, when the old lady leads her upstairs to sleep, she lies in the quilt and whispers, "grandma, do I want to have a little brother or a little sister?"

The old lady was stunned. She patted her daughter gently and said in a warm voice, "not yet. Why, don't you want to

After all, Nannan is a five or six-year-old. If there is one more child in the family, she will inevitably have a psychological gap. She was just too anxious to forget her sensitive temperament.

The little girl shook her head and said in a low voice, "if only my mother could have a younger brother for me."

"Don't you want a sister?"

The little girl shook her head again, lowered her beautiful eyes and said in a soft voice, "dad doesn't like girls very much. If she had a younger brother, Dad would like it."

The old lady was stunned, and her look became more complicated. She only wanted to hold her grandson, but she didn't expect that the little girl had such complicated thoughts in her heart.

Nannan is Zhaoxue's own daughter. How can he not like it? It's just that he was too young when he had a baby and didn't know how to get along with the child. As time goes by, the child grows up. It's not a matter of time to make up for some shortcomings.

They never asked her what she thought, so when she heard the words "dad doesn't seem to like me" in her mouth, the old lady's heart began to ache.

She hugged her and gently rubbed her face. Her voice was gentle like a spring breeze. "How can you think of her? You are your father's sweetheart. How can he not like you? He is just not used to expressing. Just like your grandfather always scolds your uncle, but your grandfather loves her most. When she is sick, Dad can't sleep all night, He loves you as much as his mother and grandparents

The little girl nodded her head, and the old lady sighed. She complained about Han Zhaoxue again. She didn't know what she was busy with. She didn't know what a good home was like. Now she is young, and when she grows up, she can't help blaming him and hating him. This smelly boy looks very smart. How can she do her own business, One or two, it's not easy!

Han Zhaoxue carries Bai Su out of the elevator and walks all the way to the front of the apartment. She turns to Bai Su and says, "open the door."

The figure in front of Bai Su's eyes was flustered. He reached out and pressed it for a long time before inputting the password.

Han Zhaoxue opens the door, carries Bai Su on his back and goes straight to the bedroom, leaving the person on the bed.

When I lost it, I wish I could release it a little bit more, but when I let go, it was much lighter unconsciously.

Bai Su was lying on his back, with seaweed like chestnut hair spread out on the bed. After drinking wine, his face was pink, and his blurred eyes were full of amorous feelings. Han Zhaoxue suddenly felt thirsty.

He pulled off his tie, took off his shirt and showed his strong muscles. Then he put on a clean Pajama and pajamas, went to the bed and patted Bai Su on the cheek. He said in a deep voice, "get up and take a bath. The smell of wine stinks."

Bai Su turned over and showed half of his white waist. There was a white magnolia tattooed on his belly. The light blue petals and white stamens were lifelike. There was a butterfly on the stamen.

This God of pestilence happened to be in the position of the scar left by the caesarean section, perfectly covering the scar. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

He always wondered that Bai Su was a person who was afraid of pain, so she loved to shed tears when she was a child. He was always surprised that such a person who was afraid of pain had tattooed such a design on her body.

After all, Bai Su has always been a good girl since she was a child. Tattooing is probably the most extraordinary thing she did in those years. He always thought that it was for the pursuit of fashion. After all, there are still many girls with tattoos now, and Bai Su's tattoos don't look ugly. Sometimes, he even feels very sexy.

Until later, at a banquet, I chatted with a female manager of a cooperative company and saw tattoos on each other's arms. Because of curiosity, I took one more look. The female manager laughed very frankly and asked him, "do you think the girls with tattoos are all bad girls?"