Wife is not tired of fraud:Lord Lou,I was wrong!

Aunt Zhang was forced into the police car by the police.

Without Aunt Zhang, song Zhenzhen was in a happy mood, and the bananas were more energetic.

Wanyan Jiatai rubbed her eyebrows: "don't eat so much at night."

"I'm hungry."

The bad woman didn't give her much food, so she deserved to be taken away by the police uncle.

Wanyan Jiatai took a deep breath and felt remorse.

Because of his neglect, she was bullied to this point by the servants. No wonder she was always thin.

The man rolled his shirt to his elbow to show his wheat skin and went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator.

There were neat ingredients in it, and he picked out a few at random.

Song Zhen nests on the sofa and is a little lost in watching.

Washing vegetables, cutting vegetables Skilled and neat, straight back slightly arched, a wisp of black hair hanging in the forehead, sharp lines instantly soft a lot.

Song Zhenzhen's eyes are wide open. Wow, his skill of cutting vegetables is great.

Half an hour or so, three dishes of home cooked small fry, he stuffy rice, Sheng a bowl handed over.

Song Zhenzhen is very fragrant.

He slowly wiped his wet hand: "eat quickly, don't talk nonsense."

Song Zhenzhen immediately buried himself in the meal, occasionally looked up at him, hehe Yile, and continued to fight.

Fool.

Wanyan Jiatai sat on one side, her fingers beating the table rhythmically, making a clear sound.

Song Zhenzhen looks up and sees a pair of dark eyes. Song Zhenzhen grabs his head and doesn't understand the meaning of his vision.

But at the other end of the camera, Jiang Xiaomi sees this picture, but his blood is boiling with excitement.

What a wonderful material. Gao fushai cooks for his little wife himself, and then "affectionately" watches her eat.

I can't help but cut off the screen when I have an occupational disease.

……

In the office,

"did you take all this?"

In the photo, the head of a little woman in a floral dress is low, her white hands holding chopsticks, and she delivers food to her mouth. Wanyan Jiatai leans to one side and holds the table with one hand. If the picture quality is not so clear, she almost thinks it is an art photo.

Jiang Xiaomi, of course, bit the yogurt

"I can't believe it..." Looking up at Jiang Xiaomi in shock, how did she do it? In just two days, I secretly photographed Wanyan Jiatai's fiancee. The chief editor of the second group sent the most effective staff, and now I don't even have any hair.

Looking down at the photo, he looked at Jiang Xiaomi's confident face: "you don't want to hide in other people's home to take pictures secretly, do you?"

Paparazzi also have paparazzi rules. Those who break into private houses without permission will go to jail. This lengtouqing once rode an electric donkey on the highway to catch up with Lou tianqin Chief Editor Liu was worried about the origin of the photos.

"No way." He said so, but he was thinking about going to dismantle the camera again one day. If it is found, it can't be solved by a scolding.

In this way, he was relieved to put the photos in place, and said: "do a good job in the future. Don't stare at Lou tianqin like before. You see, after the goal has been shifted, the performance is running up, even I'm jealous."

The reward for a headline is at least 20000 yuan, almost catching up with his salary.

Jiang Xiaomi curled his lips, disapproving: "I underestimated my opponent too much before, which can't represent anything at all."

What's the matter? I haven't given up yet.

He bent down, opened the cupboard under his feet, took out a stack of information and threw it in front of her.

"See for yourself, don't say I didn't remind you."

What's the matter with Jiang Xinmi?