Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"Xu Xu, remember to come often."

In the ear Wang Daqin reluctantly ordered.

Do not want to worry her elderly, Wen Xuxu pursed her thin lips, said nothing, gently nodded, and then turned out of the restaurant.

Wang Daqin looked at Wen Xuxu's slim back deeply.

She had been indifferent to gains and losses, and knew that she must let go when she let go, but this time it was lifelike.

Yan Jia's future hostess, in the future, may have to take on the tasks she assumed when she was young. Lifelikeness is the best candidate in her and Murray's mind.

The old man led her back and stood in the middle of the living room. She was wearing a simple but clean sky blue dress, looking up at her, and her **** eyes looked at her with a humble attitude and no fear.

She liked it very much, and was very surprised. She was surprised that this little girl from the countryside felt so stubborn and strong.

During that disaster, many children became orphans, and the country asked psychiatrists to provide psychological counseling to those children.

They were also afraid that there would be a shadow in the little girl's heart, and they were going to ask her psychologist for psychological counseling.

But one day she overheard her chatting with Zhang Huan, Zhang Huan asked her what she wanted to do when she grew up.

She said ‘I ’m going to learn to earn a lot of money to support my grandfather because my dad is dead’.

At that time, she was only four years old, and her speech was not very clear, and her voice was milky.

She couldn't help but get a fever in her eyes, thinking that she probably wouldn't want a doctor in her heart.

Later, once she cried Rusheng and complained when Rusheng went home, instead of being afraid, she scolded Rusheng for not having a seed, not even the girl. At that time, she held her hands on her hips and pointed her fingers.

Just hit by her, she didn't alarm them, she just hid secretly and watched.

Seeing that, instead of distressing her grandson, she wanted to laugh.

What surprised her was that Ru Sheng had never cried since that time, even if his ribs were cracked, he just frowned in pain.

From small to large, she was like positive energy wrapped around Rusheng's body, and she didn't know how much it affected him.

She thought they had sprouted into each other's heart.

Hey, things go against expectations.

...

Yan Rusheng drove the car out of the garage. The black Mercedes S600 was luxurious and low-key.

Wen Xuxu stood on the bottom step of the gate, clutching her coach bag that she had bought for half a year.

Her long hair was ponytailed, and she wore the same professional career she wore when she was in the company. She wore a white shirt and a black hip skirt that clearly outlined her body.

The warm yellow light projected onto her and shrouded her, and she stood quietly there looking extraordinarily small and exquisite.

A gust of wind blew through her two strands of hair, and she lowered her head and flicked carelessly.

An inadvertent gesture, even as a student feels gentle, makes him palpitated.

Ripples undulate in the black eyes, tingling with gentle emotions.

The next second it became as cold as an ice cellar!

She is not ignorant of tenderness, neither coquettish nor weak.

It's just ... unwilling to treat him.

‘Xu Xu ’s original saying is: She said that she has fallen in love with a person for many years. From the beginning of her love to the present, she wants to use this opportunity to study abroad as a bet, bet once, and bet on him for me. ’

Wen Xuxu, you stupid woman, he didn't stay for you, and he didn't come back once every three years. He certainly didn't really have you in his heart.