Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Zhou Shuang frowned and looked at Yan Rusheng. "You and Wen Xuxu are so young, so you never thought about passing on this feeling?"

Lifelike: "..."

She really thought long and hard, and passed on her feelings.

This reason is really sounding.

Yan Rusheng continued to sneer, with a disdain for his face, "That has nothing to do with the little hooligan in your family."

"There are two girls in my family, and your family can pick whatever they want." Zhou Tong's shoes were very open-minded.

No one has a daughter.

Lu Yinan helped the amount.

Rub, his daughter is also a treasure, is he a treasure?

Is she like that? Treat her daughter like a Chinese cabbage.

Yan Rusheng laughed and said, "Thank you."

Zhou Shuang wanted to top it, and her vivid mobile phone rang. She retracted the vicious words near her mouth and raised her chin in a proud conversation: "For your marriage today, I will not care about you Now. "

After speaking, she snorted, turned her head and glanced at Lu Yinan.

Lu Yinan is wearing a noble blue suit and white shirt today. He leaned lazily on the door frame, holding a mobile phone in his fair white hand, looking at what looked fascinating.

The light on the screen of his mobile phone illuminated his handsome face, and his facial features were extraordinarily deep.

Zhou Shuang looked dark and lowered his head.

"Asheng, call the person who picked up at the airport. She hasn't found that person till now." Xu Xu hung up the phone and looked up at Yan Rusheng.

...

May Day, the airport crowded.

The petite girl pushed the luggage cart and turned aimlessly in the airport lobby, looking around.

On the large suitcase was a little pink and tender girl. The girl's face was fluffy and her hair rolled a little with two crochet hairs.

The little girl had a pair of big water glasses and looked around, like a curious baby.

"Mummy, there are so many people like us." The little guy observed for a while, then looked at the woman who was pushing her.

Thick and long lashes flicker.

The woman smiled and said, "Yeah, because they are all Chinese."

Talking, her gaze swept around, the pedestrians coming and going, her corner of the mouth ticked.

When she returned, she felt the same way. Many people like her had an inexplicable sense of belonging.

"I miss dad." The little guy sitting on the trunk suddenly pouted and said sadly.

Su Shi looked at the little girl and coaxed softly, "Dad has a job to do, and he will be back in two days, Xiao Qiao."

She stretched out her hand again and petted her on the little girl's head.

"The pigtails are messy." The little girl pursed her lips, frowned, and stretched out her fat little hand, pushing Su Shi's hand away dissatisfied.

Su Shi laughed and shrugged at her dissatisfied daughter. "Sorry, Mommy will pay attention next time."

"Little lady."

Suddenly a middle-aged man ran towards them with a slight smile.

Su Shi looked at him, "Are you here to pick me Zhang Yuan?"

The middle-aged man nodded. "Yes."

At this moment, Su Shi's cell phone rang. She pulled it out of her bag and glanced at the caller ID. It was vivid. She put it in her ear and said, "Hey, San."

"Oh, I see, is it a tall, middle-aged man?"

"okay, I get it."

He Xuxu confirmed, Su Ye hung up the phone, and smiled at the middle-aged man in front of him: "Let's go."