Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Seeing that the flames of war were about to rise again, he held up the cup vividly and sent it to Yan Rusheng's mouth, "Close your mouth."

Yan Rusheng opened his mouth slightly and took a sip of tea, then he smiled and looked at the vividness, "It's better to be a wife and a child."

The smile, the tone, was more or less showing off.

Sitting on the opposite side, Zhou Shuang couldn't stand it anymore, and looked at Yan Rusheng with a look of disdain.

As she said, she picked up the spoon on the table and knocked the bowl twice, for fear that the words would not hear her.

The sound of porcelain collisions is a little lighter, and when it is heavy, it is noise.

Yan Frow frowned and looked at him in disdain, "I said, you female hooligan, can you be gentle on this occasion?"

"I said that the two of you can quarrel as soon as you meet?" The smell of gunpowder began to pervade again, and Xuanzi hurried out to stop. She yelled at Yan Rusheng and Zhou Shuang, and then looked at Yan Rusheng. "A big man, what do you care about a woman? Why is your mind so small?"

People who don't talk much and don't know what's wrong. When they fight with Zhou Shuang, they always don't bother.

It's as if the enemies of several generations have gathered together.

Every time she was noisy, her head was about to explode, really.

Yan Rusheng retracted his gaze, squinting at the vividness, his corners of his mouth twitched, "I know I have a small heart."

Saying that he had pointed at Chao Suyan, he glanced.

Knowing that he had a small heart, he was still in front of him, ignoring his existence, and followed the other man in the car in a grand manner. Although the man was his brother, he was also of the opposite sex.

And has been admiring her opposite sex.

When she got into the car with Su Yan, why did he forget that he was small?

This stupid woman really ... owes XX.

Master Yan thought, anxious to stop eating, and now dragged Mrs. Yan home and threw her on the big bed until she asked for mercy.

When Su Yan saw what he said, he thought more and more, and put down the water glass in his hand, looked at him, and said in a hurry: "San Brother, San Yan told me if he had something to say to me, you do n’t want to Think too much. "

Yan Rusheng heard the words, his brows frowned again, his gaze instinctively moved to life, and he looked at her with questioning eyes.

Have something to tell him? What is it?

What is he not aware of between them?

Su Yan looked at Yan Rusheng's response as if he had achieved his goal. He slightly hooked his lips, raised the cup again, and sipped the tea in the cup.

The fair hands and clear joints, holding the finely crafted white porcelain tea cups, are indescribably elegant and noble.

Yan Rusheng captured Su Yan's actions and the expression on his face. Knowing that Su Yan was intentional, he fisted angrily.

He was about to put away that stingy face, and Zhou Shuang's voice suddenly came from the opposite side.

"The words are as live as you are, and you are so excited about it. When it comes to warmth and vividness, you even stop your brain."

Zhou Shuang looked at Yan Rusheng, his eyes and tone were full of disgust and ridicule.

Just when Su Yan was fooled, Master Yan was annoyed. At this time, Zhou Shuang fired at him, which was equivalent to hitting the muzzle.

Yan Rusheng looked at it with a sneer, "People who have no brains are embarrassed to raise their brains."

"Hehe." Zhou Shuang sneered.

This time, instead of arguing with her words, she reached out and raised the cup, sent it to her mouth, and drank while drinking.

Looks elegant and proud.