Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Zhou Shuang heard Lu Yinan open the door and looked at him.

Looking at each other, she froze, clutching the hand of the door lock, and couldn't help but tighten.

She pursed her lips and looked away, and Lu Yinan said, "It's so formal, is this going to work?"

Today is the seventh day of the new year, and most units are starting to work.

His faint tone, with a hint of coldness, seemed like sarcasm.

After all, there was emotion in the bottom of his heart. Seeing Zhou Shuang like this made him feel refreshed and free, he was scared.

Zhou Shuang nodded his head gently, "Yeah."

Then she let go of the doorknob and lifted her foot toward the stairs.

Lu Yinan followed closely in his footsteps. His hand tried to stretch out several times, facing Zhou Shuang's arm, but never had the courage to grasp it.

Rather than lacking courage, it is better not to let go of pride. He believes that Zhou Shuang has not reached the level of begging for help.

It ’s true that Jiujiu loves, even if it ’s not love, he will have affection, so it is normal for him to be so stubborn about her.

Lu Yinan told himself in his heart, persuaded himself, and reached out his hand, and finally received it completely.

Put both hands into the brown gray home service pocket, as usual and chic and natural.

I called up the soft-floored slippers, and I didn't walk at all. I always kept a distance of two or three steps with Zhou Shuang. When I went down the stairs, I kept the three steps forward and backward.

Zhou Shuang carried his bag in one hand, and carried it in the rose jacket of the down jacket with one hand, his steps were so free and resolute.

No trace of nostalgia.

Lu Yinan looked down at her, his hands clasped in his pants pockets, and he clenched his fists unknowingly.

Yin Ren, since being with Zhou Shuang, he seems to have been Ren Ren, always so unknowingly, his nails are almost in the meat.

On the sofa, Mrs. Lu and Jiao Jiao were playing chess, and Mrs. Lu and the third were watching.

Miss Three didn't understand chess, she just fooled around, and cheered no matter who won.

"mom."

Seeing Zhou Shuang and Lu Yinan coming downstairs, Miss San greeted them happily.

Zhou Shuang came down the last step of the stairs, smiled slightly and walked towards the sofa, "It's early in the morning, what are you doing?"

Facing Yan Yan, she reached out and touched her head without stopping.

Holding the little girl's hand, she continued to move forward.

"Grandpa and Jiaojiao lost chess, Grandpa has no children." Grandpa Lu glanced at Grandpa Lu with a scorn in his eyes.

Grandpa is already in his eighties, and he is not as spoiled as he is over four years old, is he shameful?

That look meant that.

Zhou Shuang said with a smile: "It must be the grandpa who let Jiao Jiao."

"Blindly, I didn't let her." Father Lu heard a stern voice.

Zhou Shuang looked at it, and the expression of the old man was very serious.

Suddenly, he reached out and touched Jiaojiao's head again, his face showing a kind and comforting smile, "It is indeed a child of our Lu family. He has the courage and tactics, and Grandpa is optimistic about you."

Jiao Jiao also looked up at his old man with a small face, and replied with a humble expression: "Thanks to my grandfather's teachings and modesty, Jiao Jiao would not have won."

The crisp voice, sweet, and so sensible, is particularly painful.

Chen Anyun, who came out of the restaurant, just happened to hear Jiao Jiao's words, and smiled to speed up his pace.