Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

Dr. Wang shook his head and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead: "It's okay, it's okay, hurry up and help me downstairs."

He had nothing big to do, he was just frightened by Mr. Ya and was about to take off!

Mom, it’s really hard to get out of the one who lives in front of Mr. Ya!

Dr. Wang made up his mind to ask Secretary Zhou for advice in the future!

He believed that Secretary Zhou must have a complete set of strategies - How to survive from Ya Shao.

On the way, the maid's cheeks flushed, her face was envious, and she said with starry eyes: "Doctor Wang, how can Mr. Ya be so handsome? I have never seen a man more handsome than Mr. Ya again, wuwu...

...Miss Rong is so happy, Young Master Ya is so nice to him. If I were Miss Rong, I would definitely be happy, and I am really envious, jealous and hate her!"

Dr. Wang's legs were already weak due to excessive frightening. He pushed the maid away and his face turned cold: "Who is Miss Rong? You are the identity. You'd better find out who you are. If you want to die, think about the basement.

The woman who was locked up.”

After saying that, Dr. Wang left.

He understood clearly that Miss Rong was the disaster that had already appeared in Young Master Ya's life.

Looking at his nervousness and care about his face, he, who has known Liancheng for many years, was extremely shocked.

Even if I saw it with my own eyes, it was almost incredible.

However, through today's observation, Ya Shao himself hasn't realized how much impact his appearance will have on him!

Dr. Wang sighed that it is difficult for Mr. Ya to love others. Even if he falls in love with him, he doesn’t know how to love others.

As for Miss Rong, he knew him and couldn't tell who he was, but he would never be a simple woman who betrayed her looks by relying on her body.

The pursuit of love among young people is hopeful, and hope it will not be too tortuous.

After Dr. Wang left, the maid looked upstairs and curled her lips disdainfully, thinking to herself: Identity, what kind of identity is it? It’s just a mistress kept by Mr. Ya, and she is not as noble as her maid.

However, she knew the rules of Lian Cheng’s old house and would never dare to overthrow it. She would not end up with the woman locked in the basement.

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The door was closed, and there was no one else, and the room finally became quiet, and the instep of her feet was wrapped into rice dumplings.

Lian Cheng Yazhi held her face and fell backwards, lying on the soft sofa. The sofa was just right, and the two of them were a little squeezed, so the two of them were pressed tightly, and their face was completely leaning against Lian Cheng Yazhi's arms.

...

Her face turned red and she opened her mouth and bit Lian Cheng's elegant chin: "Look at you that scared people."

Lian Cheng looked so handsome and fierce just now, and his face was so cute, like a furry lion. He really wanted to rub his hair.

After thinking about it, Liang Yan simply reached out and hugged Liancheng's elegant neck, and slowly touched his head from the back of his head. His five fingers were separated and Huanhuan inserted into Liancheng's elegant hair. His hair was very slippery and his hair was very thick.

It feels quite touching.

I was never allowed to touch my head before, and even Cheng Ya was not angry, "When did I scare me? At most, I just made a few angry words. Isn't that because of you?"

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