Sweet Wife, be Good!

Assistant Zhang continued to smile: "President Fang, these things are all related to you. If you don't accept them, Mr. Zhuang said that it's useless if he holds them."

"What the **** is it, open it in front of me," Fang Lan said.

If it is flowers, you can use it to decorate the community. If it is clothes, you can use it as a rag and give it to the cleaner downstairs.

Well, she decided.

If it is eaten, it can be fed to stray dogs.

Assistant Zhang opened the box and took out a stack of things.

Fang Lan took it and saw that his face flushed suddenly, and it turned out to be a photo of her, either a single photo of her or a double photo with Youyou, most of which were snapped.

There is also the big face, which was left by her inadvertently turning back and hitting his lens.

But I have to say that the shot is still pretty good. With such a big head on his lens, she also has a charming smile.

Does this make her accept it or not? You can't really lose the photos of yourself and Youyou! Losing photos is a loss of luck!

No wonder he has to wash the photos before sending them back, and she won't throw them away if they are right.

Some people are so annoying, knowing what you don’t want, they give something you can’t throw away.

It's so annoying!

Fang Lan had to gritted his teeth to collect the things, and said, "Greetings to you President Zhuang for me."

And his eighteenth generation ancestors.

After thinking about it, I felt wrong, Zhuang's father and Zhuang's mother were pretty good, and there was no need to even greet them. Fang Lan silently corrected in her heart: with his 18th generation ancestors, except for Zhuang's father and Zhuang's mother.

Assistant Zhang smiled very sincerely: "I will transfer it."

Fang Lan took the things in and closed the door smoothly!

Angrily threw the photo into the drawer in the coffee table.

After thinking about it, I picked out some of Youyou's very good-looking ones, and looked for a photo frame to install. It didn't matter to be stunned by the dog man. My own son is still handsome.

After getting it right, she finished the shower and started to play the drama. What is good about a dog husband in real life, it is more realistic to be a cloud husband.

In the middle of the night, her mobile phone rang, and it turned out that Youyou used the phone watch to call.

She was a little annoyed at once. How did the dog man take his son and wouldn't let him sleep in the middle of the night?

"Youyou, what's wrong with you, Youyou?" Fang Lan hurriedly answered the phone.

"Dad is sick and has a fever." Youyou said in a crying voice, "Mommy, come on, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Fang Lan was shocked when she heard that, she was so sick that Youyou should call, and she could imagine that the man was in physical condition now.

She didn't want to care about him, but she couldn't care about her son.

Shun gloved a jacket on her pajamas, Fang Lan comforted Youyou on the phone while grabbing the car keys and rushing downstairs.

Speeding all the way, the phone did not hang up during the whole journey, so as to calm Youyou's emotions all the way, while going upstairs.

Fortunately, Zhuang's mother gave her a detailed address before.

At the door, Fang Lan knocked hard.

After a while, the door slowly opened, and the man stood in front of her with a haggard face, his tone apologetic: "I'm sorry, I fainted just now, which woke Youyou up and frightened him."

Fang Lan originally wanted to greet his eighteenth-generation ancestors, but when he saw that his face was so pale, he was too lazy to say it.

She rushed in, picked up Youyou, and said repeatedly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."