Hi, My Adorable Sweet Wife

"Wow, it turned out that you used a pseudonym! If you haven't done anything about stealing chickens or dogs, why use a pseudonym?"

Ruan Zhao's weather was so bad that he didn't respond at all.

"I said that Mengmeng couldn't let you interact with you so easily. It turned out to be a scam. You ... oh oh, dad ... what are you doing, you can let go ..."

Ruan Zhaotian didn't finish his words, Master Ruan squeezed a handful of meat on his back and twisted it hard.

It's so heavy to start with.

Ruan Zhaotian couldn't stand his single leg in pain. He quickly put the crutch in his hand to the ground to stabilize his body.

"Dad, you ... what are you doing? I'm not teaching Mengmeng ... hey, don't make trouble."

Ruan Zhaotian really exploded.

He looked at this so-called future son-in-law, how he did not like it.

Grandpa Mengmeng, one likes one at a glance.

He was still in the prestige, and he was shown to others. As a result, the old man came to demolish the station, leaving him with no image at all.

In this way, in the future, how to calm each other, how to support her daughter.

Father Ruan sat in a wheelchair and gave Ruan Zhaotian an angry look.

He felt that his whole life's wisdom had been passed on to Shishi.

On the contrary, Ruan Zhaotian, not like himself at all, not only did not get his essence, but the cute Meng Meng who was harmed was just like him, silly.

Father Ruan: "What's the lesson, haven't you heard Jun Yu say what his surname is? Jun Yu, tell your dad once more."

Although Father Ruan is old, his heart is clear.

Li Junyu, Li Junyu-When the surname 'Li' was spit out from his granddaughter's boyfriend, he already guessed the identity of the other party.

Also, it was just a meeting gift, which brought more than 300 million gold bars.

What's more, because of time constraints, two hours will not bring more.

In country S, not many people have the ability to say such things.

And this young man is not showing up, but rather stating the facts in an ordinary tone as if talking about the weather.

His identity is looming.

Li Junyu heard Master Ruan's words, nodding his head slightly, and repeated Ruan Zhaotian with a low, heavy voice: "Dad, my surname is Li, Li Junyu."

Ruan Zhaotian was twisted by the old man, howling.

Hearing Li Junyu's words, he was still impatient, and waved the crutch in his hand: "The surname Li is surnamed Li, what a great surname Li is. I have to repeat it like this, thinking that I am deaf and can't hear ... no ... ... no ... wait! What did you say, your last name is ???

The crutch in Ruan Zhaotian's hand was pointing at the man who was holding his baby daughter with a cold and noble look.

He shook his walking stick: "You ... you're Li Junyu ... Li ... What is Li Er's name ... Li Junting ... Then, that, that, then you are not ..."

"Well, Jun Ting is my second brother. I rank first." The tyrant nodded, and closed his arms, holding up the little milk cat who seemed to have suffered a lot.

"Dangdang", Ruan Zhaotian's crutch did not fall to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the center of gravity of his body was completely skewed, and before he could hold it securely, he lifted one foot and fell to the ground.

"boom--"

It's not too light.

Hearing the noise, Ling Nan, who was outside the door, rushed in immediately: "Master, what happened ?!"

Ling Nan's muscles are strong and trembling, as if anyone dares to move Li Jun with a hair, he can work with people at any time.

"It's okay, a little accident."

Li Junyu glanced at Ling Nan, unwilling to let go of the little milk cat in his arms, and only said lightly, "Come here and hug Dad into bed."

Ling Nan: ...