Scheming Billionaire's Cute Wife

The car was driving on the winding mountain road. An xiaonuan moved once because of his uncomfortable posture, and then stayed in yemingjue's arms.

She fell asleep quietly, like a sleeping beauty waiting for the prince to kiss.

Yemingjue gently shaved her nose and said, "I'm not a child, so I can sleep."

But his tone is only boundless spoil, see the driver in front of a heart.

How did his aloof master become his favorite wife? Is there no room for a single dog like him in the world?

An xiaonuan was awakened by the smell of braised spareribs.

She rubbed her eyes and gave a confused cry: "husband ~"

but she didn't get an answer, so she was sober.

Open eyes, her eyes are antique bed curtain and bed column, the window closed, the room filled with a faint smell of sandalwood.

Then look down at the clothes on her body, or her clothes on the plane, but now there is only the shirt inside.

Ann sat up in a warm way.

Oh, my God! She's not supposed to have met a supernatural event, is she?

Was it a plane crash, and then she fell into the vortex of time and space? Or did she touch a critical point and come with a great mission?

What about uncle? Where is he now? Should not have

Ann small warm more think more flustered, then shrink in quilt don't want to go out.

Wuwuwu, uncle, don't go. I'm afraid here alone!

As soon as yemingjue entered the door, he saw a motionless ball in the quilt.

He frowned and walked over. He was afraid that wennuan would be bored and wake her up. So he gently pulled the quilt and tried to pull it apart.

Unexpectedly, he didn't pull it. As soon as he pulled it, the people in the quilt began to cry.

"I don't know you. Go away!" An xiaonuan tried to let the people outside the quilt go away, but as soon as she finished, the quilt was lifted.

"Wennuan, what's the matter with you?" Ye Ming Jue pulls an xiaonuan into his arms, reaches out his hand to wipe her tears, and asks painfully.

He didn't know how to cook a meal by himself, so wennuan hid in the quilt and cried.

Is it a nightmare?

"What nightmare? No, I'm here with you. " Yemingjue said, patting an xiaonuan's back gently.

But an xiaonuan cried more fiercely when he saw yemingjue.

What should I do? Uncle has gone through with her. He's dead too. Wuwuwuwu, everyone is dead. What should she do

"Husband, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have traveled to the ancient town. If it hadn't been for me, you wouldn't have died, Wuwuwuwu..." An xiaonuan couldn't stop crying in yemingjue's arms and dyed yemingjue's chest wet.

Yemingjue is more puzzled. What is Nuan talking about? Did you dream that he was dead?

"Don't be afraid. It's just a dream. We are all living well. I will never leave you." Although I don't know what strange dream wennuan had, yemingjue comforted me with ease.

After listening to him, an xiaonuan's heart gradually calmed down.

Yes, uncle is still with her. What's she afraid of

It's just that she misses the three kids

"Well, you just went out. You should know what Dynasty it is now." An xiaonuan said while burping.

"What dynasty? We're in the hotel. " Yemingjue thought wennuan's question strange, but he answered her.

Why does Nuan Nuan ask him which dynasty this is? What dynasty did you dream of when you were dreaming?

Yemingjue is a man without childhood. The entertainment life he expected when he was a child became a noisy and meaningless activity when he grew up, so he didn't know the current popular travel novels, let alone what wennuan was thinking.

He just felt that wennuan was so tired that he couldn't even distinguish the dream from the reality. There was a twinkle of heartache in his eyes, and then he decided to treat her better.

And an xiaonuan is embarrassed, tears want to fall on the eyelashes, looks very confused.

She looked at uncle's face and saw the pain in uncle's eyes. She quickly got into the quilt and said in a dull voice, "I just had a dream. I thought I was in a dream. Go out first and I'll change my clothes."

Yemingjue was in love with her now, so he didn't say much when he heard her words. He just said in a soft voice: "I made your favorite braised spareribs and crystal bag. You can change your clothes and come down." Then he got up and left.

After hearing the sound of closing the door, an xiaonuan stretched out her head from the quilt and looked at the tent embroidered with flowers on her head, with a face of lovelessness.

It's all Qingwei's fault! I have to show her a novel, which makes her embarrassed now!

Ruan Qingwei, who is signing the document, said, "ah Chou!"

Her secretary stood behind her and asked, "Mr. Ruan, would you like to make you a cup of hot tea?"Ruan Qingwei said without raising her head: "no, I guess someone is thinking about me."

Well, that's what a charming person has to suffer.

An xiaonuan doesn't know that Ruan Qingwei forces her face to be gilded. She gets up and goes to the wardrobe to look for clothes.

When she got up, she found that the candle on the table was plastic, there was a red light bulb in the fire, and the window on the floor and window looked like paper paste, which was just a layer of parchment pasted on the glass bed. Not only that, she also saw the air outlet of the air conditioner on the ceiling.

Why on earth did she feel like she was crossing? Are you crazy

She patted her cheek to make herself look normal. Then she went to the antique wardrobe in the room.

There are their pajamas and changing clothes in the wardrobe, as well as her three sets of national style clothes.

An xiaonuan thought about it, and finally reached out and took down a jacket, skirt and a cape.

Master Jingxin is the most simple designer in the national style, and is also the closest to the ancient designer, so the way of wearing this dress is very complicated.

An xiaonuan tossed about for half an hour, feeling thin sweat on her body, and then put it on.

After wearing it, she went to the full-length mirror beside the wardrobe.

her skin is already very good, so she doesn't need to go to the foundation, and she thinks it looks strange to wear this heavy make-up, so she still hasn't moved the cosmetic bag she brought, but has taken out a lipstick from her bag.

She straightened the clothes, then she pushed the door and went out.

First of all, the purpose is the rockery fountain downstairs, and then the winding stone path, as well as the stone table and peach tree beside the path.

Yemingjue is now sitting at the stone table in his casual clothes, like an outsider who strays into the Peach Blossom Land.

An xiaonuan is about to call him, but he suddenly turns his head and looks at her.

The color of her cape is a bit more colorful than the color of peach blossom pistil. Her complexion is white, but now her little face is printed as if it is glowing by the white edge. Because she just woke up, her eyes are as clear as a child, and the dimples at the corner of her mouth seem to suck people in and make people intoxicated.

Yemingjue was not interested in Guofeng and had no time to study it. Even if he had read a few poems before, he just needed it.

But now he saw the person who was looking at him from afar across the railings. Naturally, the sentence "looking back, one smile, one hundred beauties, six palace powder and Dai have no color" appeared in his mind.

She is not the beauty of the country, but every smile is like knocking on his heart, so that he can not help but happy, but also excited.