Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   She reluctantly said, "Well, I still have something to do..."

   "Do you want my grandfather to come and pull you, or come over by yourself?" Quan Ronglian interrupted her rebelliously.

  Han Xiaoye knew his character and moved over. Yan Xu and Gu Qingshen involuntarily tensed their nerves and paid attention to them. Yin Jue pulled Gu Qingshen's clenched fist with a half-smile, gently opened her fingers, and whispered beside her, "Don't worry, even if Rong Lian hurts himself, he won't hurt the little loach."

  Gu Qingshen raised his eyebrows and refuted him without face, "Who said I was worried?" The tense body was honestly relaxed.

  Yin Jue had long been used to her hard-mouthed and soft-hearted temper, so she didn't argue with her. Taking advantage of her focus on Han Xiaoye, she took the opportunity to play with her hand.

  Han Susu also found that Yan Xu was worried, looking anxious and irritable. She comforted the man beside her softly several times, but she found that Yan Xu didn't hear her at all. This realization made her even more uncomfortable.

  Han Xiaoye finally moved to the side of the sofa, standing straight and refusing to sit down.

   Quan Ronglian did not force her, her peach blossom eyes were blurred and unruly, her thin rose lips curled into a pleasant arc, lazily, "Do you still understand Japanese culture?"

  Have you seen a few Japanese love action movies? Can you say a few words about Yabi Butterfly?

   "Understand a little."

   "Like carving art?"

   "...like." She prefers action art.

  Quan Ronglian did not hesitate, "Which one do you prefer: wood carving, stone carving, ivory carving, bone carving, lacquer carving, shell carving, root carving, and ice carving?"

   "What?" Han Xiaoye was dumbfounded.

   He put it another way, "Which way of expression do you like round sculpture, relief sculpture and openwork?"

  “…”

   Quan Ronglian saw that the little woman was silent, and sneered, "Didn't you tell your grandfather that you like the art of carving? Why don't you even know the most basic types of carvings and expressions?"

"If I want to like Marilyn Monroe, do I have to get a mole on her buttocks? Can she understand whether she likes eggs or chopped green onions when she eats natto?" Han Xiaoye is best at lip-smacking. Guilty, the more powerful she is in her mouth, it's not a problem at all to reverse black and white, bite back or something. The key is that she also likes sophistry the most, full of crooked ideas, and others don't know how to refute it.

"I like Marilyn Monroe, and I like her most beautiful on stage. Isn't this kind of like a like? You have to be an expert to like it? The same is true, I like Japanese carving art. , as long as you like the beautiful finished products, you don't need to know how they are made. I'm not going to be a sculptor!"

   This is responsive, quirky elf, just enough.

   Quan Ronglian looked at her bright eyes for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out her hand, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her towards him.

  Han Xiaoye was caught off guard and fell to him, but fortunately his response was not slow, and he supported the back of the sofa beside him. It didn't hit. Even so, she was still frightened with a cold sweat down her spine.

   "What are you doing!" Her voice became severe, which startled the others in the private room.

   She actually yelled at Ershao Quan in public? !

   is too scary!

   You must know that this prince is notoriously moody and unpredictable. He has a pure manly temper and is a bit macho, and usually has a notoriously bad attitude towards women.

   This woman who came out of nowhere actually yelled at the Lord in public, courting death, right?

  Han Xiaoye didn't know that others thought she was courting death, and she was about to explode with rage right now. I am very fortunate that my eyes are fast and my hands are fast, but my heart is angry and angry.

   I didn't bump into it because of her quick reaction just now. What if I bumped into it and bumped the little bun into three long and two short ones? Wasn't she going to apologise to death?

   The more I think about it, the more I feel scared, and the more I think about it, the more angry I feel.

   She forcefully shook off the man's big hand grabbing her wrist, furious, "Let go! I'm leaving!"

   "What if you don't let go?" Although Quan Ronglian didn't know what she was angry about, she subconsciously grabbed her hand.

Han Xiaoye gritted his teeth, his eyes wandered from his angular handsome face to between his legs, and like a little hooligan, he squeezed out a sentence from his teeth, "I know that a man has a state called 'the spring flowers are still there, people Don't you be surprised?"

  The flowers are still there in spring, don’t you be surprised when people come and birds come?

  The people in the private room were all stunned. Gu Qingshen responded the fastest, and burst out laughing. Wang Wei's good poem came out of her mouth, why did it become a vivid description of a man who didn't lift it?

   Absolutely!

   She smiled, and Yin Jue responded.

   The corners of his mouth couldn't hold back, the first time he laughed a little bit.

  Other people reacted one after another, all smothered in laughter, not daring to stimulate the livid man.

   Quan Ronglian is really blue and purple! He has never seen such a woman who coexists with elegance and vulgarity! Say she has no culture and vulgarity, she still knows how to use poetry, say she has connotation, and good poetry comes out of her mouth, and the author who has died for thousands of years wants to climb out of the coffin and strangle her.

   "In spring, the flowers are still there, and people are not surprised. I don't know, can you explain?"

  Han Xiaoye got up, even Fu Zhiyan couldn't afford to offend him. He was so daring, it would be easy to lift up the roof. So she was not afraid at all, and pushed him back directly, "If you ask me to explain, I will explain, if you ask me to ****, am I going to ****?"

   "Let go!"

   She broke free again, and she couldn't get rid of her and just used the wrench!

   Her hands are very strong, and Quan Ronglian has one finger pulled away by her, she immediately uses a move in the eighteen women's anti-wolf style to move the man's finger back!

   Her behavior was too unexpected, Quan Ronglian groaned in pain, and her brows were knotted.

   "Let go! Or I'll use my strength!" Han Xiaoye didn't get angry enough to lose his mind. She had a clear door. However, when the two armies are fighting, fighting is not the main line. The main line is to howl first and scare the other side with harsh words.

   "What if I don't let go?" Quan Ronglian narrowed her peach blossom eyes and focused deeply, "If I can't let go, why can't I let it go?"

  Han Xiaoye's heart skipped a beat, and under his gaze, he was a little afraid to look into his eyes. She silently released her hand holding the man's finger, took a breath, and raised her head, "Quan Ronglian, I'm pregnant. Congratulations."

  ——I'm pregnant, congratulations.

--pregnant.

--pregnant.

  The big hand that was holding her was suddenly released, and the blue veins burst out on the back of the beautiful and vigorous hand. The unruly man seemed to be trying his best to endure, and then he held back the sudden ignited flame and squeezed out two words from his teeth, "Get out!"