Priceless little cute wife

"I have something to say to Tong Hua... If your home is inconvenient, go to my car and say..." Donggong Yao never knew what humility is, so he was not afraid of Liu huaiwei.

"Donggong Yao!"

"I have a question to ask you. If you don't want to answer, we can always keep this posture..."

"You..."

"Mr. Donggong, you'd better come in... You still need to clarify something. The children's room is on the second floor, turn left! " Liu huaiwei looked at children's paintings and Donggong Yao.

With a knowing smile, these two guys are making trouble. They won't do that thing.

"Little aunt..." children's painting is silly. What's the situation?

"I'm too old to be sleepy. You should deal with the matter quickly..." Liu huaiwei said, pushing Donggong Yao and children's painting directly inside, and then locked the door with a click.

He went directly to the room to rest, leaving only two silly men and women at the door.

Liu huaiwei covered her mouth and smiled inside.

These two people... They seem to like each other, but they are stubborn. One is unwilling to bow his head and the other is unwilling to compromise.

Just do it yourself! Besides, aren't they engaged? That's husband and wife?

Although I don't like Donggong Yao, after all, Tong Mo and Tong ran are the first, so I have nothing to complain about.

"It seems that my aunt is very knowledgeable. I can take back the words that you are a fool!" Donggong Yao took the lead in returning to his mind, looked at the children's painting and said.

"Donggong Yao! I said you were stupid! Let go of me! "

"Don't let go, unless you tell me who that man is... Why does he hold your hand!" As he spoke, Donggong Yao directly picked up the children's painting, then slowly walked to the second floor and threw it in the children's painting room.

"Donggongyao..."

Donggong Yao turned directly to lock the door, and then looked at the house here.

They are old houses, so a lot of wood has been damaged, but it has an antique feeling.

Although the creaking floor was annoying, it could not divert Donggong Yao's attention from the book on the table.

This is the book he smashed in the hospital... Did she mend it? Why didn't you see that she was so attentive to herself?

Seeing Donggong Yao's eyes, the children's painting immediately passed by, and then blocked between him and the book: "Donggong Yao, don't touch my things again!"

"It's just a book with an old year. If it's auctioned at best, the price will not exceed 10 million. I'll just give it to you. What's the tension..."

"That's what my mother left behind. It has different meanings... It's not just my mother, it's our Ruan family tree!" Tong Hua looked at Donggong Yao and explained.

i see! No wonder he broke the book and she became so angry that she couldn't speak without thinking.

The tangle in Donggong Yao's heart was much better.

To tell the truth, after he went back, his mind was almost full of children's painting's anger. He had no way to calm down, so after so long, he decided to talk to children's painting again.

But he didn't expect that she didn't sleep in the rented room, so he found it here.

But I just saw her holding hands with another man. I rushed out of the car, but I just found that the man had driven away, so he didn't see who it was

"Who the hell is that man? When are you going to tell me? " Donggong Yao turned to look at the children's painting.

Seriously, my intuition told me that the children's painting didn't do anything to the man, but she and he could be so intimate that they had violated their rights.

So it's absolutely impossible for him not to mind at all!

"I'm not going to tell you!" The children's painting gave him a white look. Then lay the book flat and open it.

"Woman..."

"Shh... Donggong Yao... Do you want to see a miracle?" Suddenly, the children's painting turned and looked at Donggong Yao, showing a smile.

"Miracle?" Donggong Yao successfully shifted his attention, and then looked at the children's painting and didn't quite understand what he said.

Children's painting carefully took out a fruit knife from the drawer, then took out the oranges in her bag and directly cut the oranges into pieces. Then she took the orange slices and opened the first side of the book, then squeezed out the juice with the orange slices, and then smeared them on the pages of the book.

Donggong Yao looked at her move and was confused.

She smeared the pages with orange juice? And it has been painted for more than ten pages.

Isn't that destroying the book? Is this a valuable antique book? She cares so much, but she destroys it?

More importantly, are you too busy? I was here watching her wipe for so long

That's crazy!

"Woman, you're not going to do one thing in one night?"

"Woman... You will destroy the book..."

"Isn't this your genealogy?"

"I remember the acid in oranges is also destructive..."

"Woman..."

"Donggong Yao... You should take one piece as soon as possible. We can do it alone. Hurry up!" Children's painting simply ignored his questions, and then directly took an orange and put it in his hand.

Donggong Yao looked at the wet oranges on his hands and felt a lump of anger. His hands had never touched these dirty things directly.

But what annoyed him even more was that he obediently learned the look of children's painting and began to paint the book.

After a while, the room was filled with the smell of oranges, but the book was still the same, and the book had dozens of pages. Because children's paintings were also more cautious, the speed was not very fast.

After a while, both of them had a little backache and leg pain.

The children's painting lost more and more confidence. She was about to wipe her mother's name, but there was no response. Was it her own guess wrong?

Donggong Yao looked up at the expression of children's painting, then got up in a moment, twisted his body, and then turned the remaining pages at will.

"I said, it's already four o'clock in the morning. It's not measured by an orange or a book. Woman, you'd better tell me what you're doing now. Otherwise... "

"I don't promise if I will tear this book up again!"

"I want to find the hidden words left by my mother..." Tong Hua looked at Donggong Yao and sighed.

This guy is definitely not just talking. He can't afford his joke, so he'd better be honest and make things clear first.

"My mother has been studying these flowers and plants. She knows that there will be some things in the flowers and plants that react with each other. In fact, it is the problem of acid-base reaction."

"I remember when I was a child, she always used oranges or lemons to do various experiments, so I wondered if she was just thinking about hiding the information she wanted to hide in the genealogy..."

"You mean like national treasures?" Donggong Yao immediately understood the meaning of children's painting, "but it needs to be heated..."

"No need..." the child painting shook his head. "There will be fruit acid in the juice. As long as my mother leaves words with some kind of plant on the page, the words can be directly revealed by the acid-base effect of fruit acid."

"It's like the test paper in the laboratory... I guess my mother crushed it with ambergris and covered it on the pages of each layer in order to protect those special words."

"But acid can dissolve ambergris, and then go directly to the page to react with the words inside." The children's painting carefully wiped a page, and then explained.

"Then I suggest you start from the last page..." Donggong Yao looked at the children's painting, and then took the last page of paper and said.

"If you are tired, have a rest first!" Tong Hua looked at Dong Gong Yao and said.

Well, this guy has done such repeated things with himself many times.

I didn't think how kind he would treat the book, but I didn't think he did things carefully, even more carefully than himself. He would gently wipe off the excess orange juice with one side of the paper towel.

"I have a better suggestion to refresh my mind..." Donggong Yao looked at the children's painting and said.

"Don't even think about it... This book belongs to my mother. I can't give it to others." Children's painting quickly shook his head.

"You misunderstood!" Donggong Yao looked at the expression of children's painting and showed a look of joy in an instant.

This woman, say others... That is to say, she doesn't regard herself as "others"! At the thought of this, Donggong Yao was almost floating.

"I mean, I want to make a bet with you!" Donggong Yao pointed to the last page and said, "there will definitely be something you want on this page."

The children's painting turned over dubiously, and then looked at Donggong Yao with a puzzled face.

"Bet you... One night..." Donggong Yao looked at the children's painting, then suddenly approached his mouth and whispered in her ear.

Immediately, the children's painting felt a little itchy all over. It felt that the body was beginning to curl up. What did this guy do?

Or is he crazy and easily disturbed by Donggong Yao?

Don't think about it, the children's painting immediately uses the orange slice in his hand, and then gently wipes the last page. When it's all painted, there's nothing on it!

Looking back at Donggong Yao, "you mean gambling, right? That is you lost! "

"I didn't lose... There are words here!"

"Donggong Yao, do you think I'm blind?" The child turned his eyes and said, "here is a picture without..."

Suddenly the voice stopped. The children's painting looked at the corner of the paper in front of him. There was obviously a number... 325?

"So I think I won... You have to accompany me all night..."

Donggong Yao took advantage of the situation and directly hugged the children's painting, then pressed her whole person on the bed and stared at her eyes.

Is he a fool? I've been tossing around here with her for hours. I knew I'd rush over at the beginning, and then I'd take care of her directly?

"No... wait... Donggong Yao... There are numbers..."

"Yes..."

"What does that mean?"

"Phone number, zip code, address, safe, someone's birthday, all possible!" As Dong Gong Yao spoke, he lowered his voice and began to attack her slender neck.

"Then... How can I check?"

"Hmm..." Donggong Yao's mouth immediately held the children's painting tightly in his mouth.

Wantonly deprived her of her breath and all her emotions.

His hand did not know when he had dropped the children's painting clothes directly to the ground, just like broken wadding.

His hands and lips began to move on her, gently imprinting their own traces on her sensitive neck.

Although he still cares about who the man is, he thinks it's the most important to enjoy it for the time being

He really misses he