Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Xu Xu shook her head and smiled. "It doesn't matter, she is very sensible."

As she looked at the little girl who had become a child, her eyes narrowed gradually.

"I can't tell, you like children so much."

Zhou Shuang's voice sounded in her ear, she smiled and didn't speak.

Then she heard her say, "Since you like children, then follow the words and make them. Although others are a little worse, the genes are still very good. The children born of the two of you combined must have wisdom and beauty. "

"Of course, the premise is that you must not pretend to be 13 like his father."

She chattered, Xuxing only looked at the little girl who had approached the crowd, and the little figure looked pathetic and cute among the children.

The children born of the two of you must coexist with wisdom and beauty ...

Thinking back to what Zhou Shuang had said just now, she sighed in sigh.

...

Rongsheng.

Yan Rusheng stared at the monitoring picture being played on the computer screen, his face was gloomy, and his dark eyes were full of murderous.

The picture stopped at the end, he reached out and took out the cigarette case from the drawer, took a cigarette in his mouth, and lit it.

The other hand was on the table, holding several call records and bank card withdrawal and transfer documents, and clenched his fists, each vein was bulging.

Baitengteng's smoke spewed out of his mouth, as if a spit of cold frost came out, and the air seemed to freeze.

The man sitting opposite him was wearing a black T-shirt, and Qingjun's face showed fear, "Yan San, wouldn't you want to kill?"

But there was no fear in his tone.

"How can I kill people?" Yan Rusheng looked at him, frowning coldly, paused, and he continued: "Mr. Ying, Mu, you can do it to the end."

"What?" Mu Qingteng twitched his lips. "Yan San, you have to go in."

Yan Ruo pursed his lips hard, his eyebrows twisted, murderous.

Mu Qingteng felt helpless and waved his hand: "Forget it, send the Buddha to the west, and help people to the end, I know."

It was really up to him to arrange it by himself, and it was only strange if he didn't kill anyone.

Talking about the arms of the chair with his hands, the long body stood up, and all over him exuded the unique military atmosphere of the commander of Mu Ying, strong and elegant, noble and fair.

He turned to leave, and then suddenly remembered something, looking at Yan Rusheng saying: "I won't touch An Sheng's side, don't shake me out then."

Yan Rusheng still pursed his lips and Mu Qingteng did not plan to let him speak.

Meteor left after struggling to explain.

...

The black S600 arrived at the gate of the yard, entered the yard in a direction, and after stopping steadily, the lights went out as the car went out.

The driver's car door opened, and Yan Rusheng got out of the car and couldn't wait to walk into the house.

"Master Three is back."

Entering the living room, Zhang Huan was coming out of the dining room.

He said "um" and then asked, "Did she eat?"

He usually comes back from work as soon as possible. He came back late today, and it was time to eat.

Zhang Ye naturally knew who he meant by "she", "I was about to call the lady. She went out with Miss Zhou in the afternoon, and hasn't returned yet."

After hearing the words, Yan Rusheng's brow frowned unpleasantly, "Having gone out all afternoon?"