The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

After the conversation, Wei Junze felt that he had said more clearly, but looking at Yang Yuxuan, he still did what he should do, and there was no change at all.

Wei Junze, "..."

What he said in vain?

The most important thing is that his daughter, who is in pain, actually relies on Yang Yuxuan better than him as a father.

Wei Junze tastes vinegar.

What might I do?

Who called her daughter saved by others.

Wei Junze can only hope that after his daughter is well, he will take her back to his home and try to avoid meeting Yang Yuxuan.

He didn't believe it. He couldn't see the face, and he could still warm up?

Before long, I must have made new friends and played happily.

Besides, isn't Yang Yuxuan going to college?

The girls in this university are not as good as those in high school. They must be able to meet a favorite one.

As for his daughter, she is still a hairy girl. What do you know.

But I don't know. There is something wrong with his plan.

"What? You want to stay in Kyoto and go to school here?" Wei Junze looked at the words his daughter wrote on the small blackboard, and suddenly he wanted to smash the small blackboard impulsively.

Since knowing that the beach can't speak with her voice now, Yang Yuxuan found such a thing for her.

Small blackboard.

It's very convenient to use. I really like the beach.

But now he doesn't want to see the blackboard, because he doesn't like the words on it, and his daughter is still very firm.

Little eyes looked at him without blinking.

Let Wei Junze dare not look at her.

"Shall we move back to live?" Wei Junze said.

Surely it's not what he understood. Do you want to live in Yang Yuxuan's house? Does not exist.

This is impossible.

Then, I saw the obedient beach shaking his head.

Wei Junze, "..."

My heart is so tired.

"Let's move back to Kyoto." Liu Ying said, "I don't want to live there."

If my daughter runs away from home again in the future, it will be safer if everyone is in Kyoto.

At least, if you want to find Yang Yuxuan on the beach, you can find him by taxi. You don't need to take the train anymore, but you can also take the opposite strong.

"OK, move." Wei Junze gritted his teeth and said.

At the beginning, he moved all his businesses to Jiangnan. If it's OK, he will move back.

Who called him a wife slave and a daughter slave?

The beach didn't speak, but stared at Wei Junze without blinking.

Wei Junze didn't look at her either. Anyway, it was impossible for him to let her live in Yang Yuxuan's house.

The beach drooped its head.

Poor, like an abandoned baby cat.

Yang Yuxuan rubbed her hair with a spoiled smile, giving her a comforting look.

Then, the beach was healed, not clever.

Wei Junze, "..."

How angry!

Why do you always feel that the girl you raised hard is about to be taken away by this wolf?

Besides, what's the matter with this family?

This Yang Yuxuan is exactly like his father.

He heard that Yang Yunhai took Gu Lingling to his home like this.

Yang Yunhai glanced at him faintly.

Are you in a hurry now?

Is it a little late?

As for his son, Yang Yunhai didn't boast that he was more sophisticated than him.

Cough... Quite a bit of his momentum in those days.

Well, Yang Yunhai now admits that he was a little old to eat tender grass.

They call it mutual love!