Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

"You're sleepwalking if you don't sleep at night. Come over here and wipe your head for me."

Master Ya is in a bad mood again. This woman is really getting more and more bad-behaved. What should I do? How should I deal with it? How should I train her?

The most important thing is that I can’t seem to think of a particularly useful way for the moment?

Feng Nongtang used to say that women should not be pampered. The better you treat her, the more arrogant she will be, so you have to be cool.

But these words are completely ineffective when applied to Rong Yan. Whether you pet her or neglect her, she feels nothing at all and feels very nourished. This makes Liancheng Yazhi really feel extremely miserable.

Rongyan turned around and started to face him: "Wow... look, it's snowing outside! Come here quickly."

It was snowing. Liancheng Yazhi couldn't help but roll his eyes. How could it be possible? He had just come back from outside. Twenty minutes ago, there was no sign of snow outside.

Liancheng Yazhi thought to himself, Damn, Yanan is really sleepwalking, right?

He quickly walked around the bed, stood behind Rong Yan, and took a look outside. Sure enough... it was really snowing outside. Snowflakes were spinning around in the air and slowly falling down. They had just started to fall, and the snowflakes were not dense yet.

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The little bit of white in the night, illuminated by the weak light on the balcony, looks dreamlike, making this night seem a bit unreal.

Liancheng Yazhi looked at it for a few seconds, then lowered his head to look at her face. Her appearance was now reflected on the transparent glass door. Her eyes were wide open and she was looking outside for a moment. Her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and flashes of his past were flashing in her eyes.

A light I have never seen before, sacred? Pure?

Liancheng Yazhi didn't know how to describe it, he just felt that her appearance was as unreal as the snowflakes outside at the moment, giving him the illusion that she seemed far away!

Liancheng Yazhi regained his composure and quickly stretched out his finger to flick Rong Yan's forehead, "Xue'er has something good to look at next, please wipe my hair quickly."

As he spoke, he threw the half-wet towel onto his face.

His sight was covered, Rong Yan raised his hand and pulled off the towel, turned around and glared at Liancheng Yazhi, "In your opinion, snowing is nothing to look at, but I think it looks good. This is the first snow of the year!"

Liancheng Yazhi glanced at her with disdain, stretched out an arm to pick her up, strode to the bed, threw her up, and sat next to her: "Come on, wipe your head."

Rongyan glanced at the window outside and then took a towel to wipe his head.

She wiped it and said, "Mr. Liancheng, let's not sleep for a while, okay?"

Liancheng Yazhi leaned back and simply lay on her lap, "Okay, if you want to continue doing business, of course I agree."

Rongyan tugged on his hair: "I hate it, can you stop thinking about those things in your mind?"

Liancheng Yazhi reached out and pinched Rong Yan's chin, "If you don't want to think about those things, what else do you want me to think about? Let's discuss life with you, the world structure, and which stocks will rise or fall tomorrow..."

Rongyan's mouth twitched, "Forget it, just go to bed by yourself."

"What are you doing?" Liancheng raised his eyes elegantly.

"I'm going to go to the balcony to watch the snow fall. It's the most beautiful when it snows at night. It won't look so good if it's white-eyed." When he said this, he looked like a child who saw something he liked, and his eyes were bright.

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I don’t have any simple hobbies for my appearance. If I have to say that I have one, it would be to sit in front of the window and watch the snow on a snowy night.