Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

He did not intend to answer, but Su Xiaoqiao, lying on the coffee table and playing with toys, reached out and connected the phone.

And he put it in his ear, "Hey, look for my uncle."

Sweet sound, crisp and clear.

After that, she raised her eyelids and looked at Su Shi and Ming Ansheng, and then said to her cell phone, "Uncle is holding my mum."

"Oh, okay." Su Xiaoqiao nodded, and raised his hand to pass the phone to Ming Ansheng. "Uncle, there is an uncle who wants to talk to you."

Ming Ansheng didn't answer the phone, and he said with a dark face, "Tell him, I don't want to talk to him."

"Okay, I'll talk to Xiao Qiao for a while."

Su Xiaoqiao didn't know when he lifted the speakerphone. Lu Yinan talked loudly, with a hint of ridicule, "The night is deep ..."

Then, he suddenly remembered something, and smiled again, "Oh yes, the time in N city should be in the morning, early in the morning, and the interest is good enough."

Su Shi's face burst into red, and he immediately became enlightened and jumped off the ground.

Ming Ansheng felt that the cooked duck should be flying. He was out of breath, reached out and snatched the mobile phone from Su Xiaoqiao's hand and put it to his ear. He asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

Master Lu, who was far away in Kyoto, smelled a strong smell of gunpowder. His red lips were enchanting, with a ridiculous tone. "Although it ’s been a long time, you have to take care. After all this time, some parts are not so flexible. Now. "

Ming An Sheng frowned, impatiently and fiercely: "The dog can't vomit ivory, talk about something, get rid of it."

He gave Su Guang a glance at Yu Guang.

Su Tong's shoes, which was still touched by him just now, are now calmly playing Su Xiaoqiao's mobile games.

Ming Ansheng had determined that the cooked duck was flying, and he was annoyed. If he was in Kyoto, he wouldn't be afraid to bother Lu Yinan for a meal.

Four years. If you think about it, you haven't exercised in bed for four years. For a normal man, ‘torture’ can no longer describe his suffering.

Master Ming is getting more and more annoyed here.

Master Lu smiled ridiculously over there, "Of course, the dog can't vomit ivory, can you vomit Su Shi's teeth in your mouth?"

"How far away you are, as far as you can go."

Ming Ansheng answered Lu Yinan coldly, and then hung up.

Lu Yinan probably felt that Ming Ansheng was going to hang up, amplified his voice, and immediately straightened his tone. "Zhou Shuang took the boss and the third child to N city."

This time Ming An Sheng smiled gloat, "What do you mean ...?"

Lu Yinan laughed, "You're so smart, you still use me to explain?"

Of course he knew what he meant, Ming Ansheng sneered, "This ... is not a begging attitude."

Lu Yinan sneered, "Ming Ansheng, do you think you and Su Shi have become it?"

"Huh" Ming Ansheng snorted from his nose, with a high-minded attitude, "Even if it hasn't happened, it has nothing to do with you."

It is true that he has nothing to do with his half a dime. Even if he asks for help, he still wants to be lifelike. Lu Yinan has to relax his attitude. "It's almost New Year. Please help me bring the boss and the third child back."

Ming Ansheng frowned. "The child is at his mother, what right do I have to take them back? Lu Yinan, haven't you got any water in your head?"