Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Xu Xu was surprised, and then he smiled very unnaturally, "I ... I'll go back to school by myself."

After speaking, she reached out and touched a glass filled with liquid casually, and lowered her head and took a sip of liquid in the glass.

‘Keke ...’

She drank into her mouth and found out that the glass was wine, and she got a throaty cough.

She quickly put the cup down, took a few sheets of paper, covered her mouth, and coughed slightly.

The lilac light projected from the opposite side covered her small body. She looked down slightly, and her long eyelashes seemed to be dyed with a dazzling layer of purple, like the wings of a butterfly, flickering and charming.

Yan Rusheng's eyes firmly locked her small face, and her thoughts returned to Jiang Zhuoheng to practice that night. A few people who had played together well since childhood brought their girlfriends who were dating at the time, and of course ... ... good news.

Everyone is carnival, each other's girlfriends drink wine, and Wen Xuxu can not drink, everyone knows, under the repeated warning of Jiang Zhuoheng no one dared to drink her wine.

The girls present were almost drunk.

But she was sitting alone in the corner, drunk without everyone's knowledge.

‘I ’ve been in love with a person for many years. From the beginning of Love Dou to now, I want to use this opportunity to study abroad to make a bet, and once bet on me in his heart. ’

Thinking of what Professor Zhou said to him, his pupils became deeper and deeper.

How did she feel that night?

He suddenly noticed that they were surprisingly similar in some respects.

No, she seemed more stubborn than him. Even if she felt asphyxiated, she wouldn't bow her head to say a hold or soft words.

And he knew that the woman was there. As long as he was willing to go, she would definitely come back, but he could never take that step.

So Wen Xuxu was the winner in this respect. She still did not bow her head, Jiang Zhuoheng returned to her, and turned into a loyal dog around her.

That morning, Jiang Zhuoheng surrounded her floral apron and appeared in front of him with a cooking shovel. He had a little envy and jealousy.

But he later envisaged that Wan Fangjiayin would come back to find him, would he wear an apron like Jiang Zhuoheng into the kitchen to cook for her?

The answer is no, he looks down on that man.

So why is he envious?

It took him a long time to understand why: Wen Xuxu, you stupid woman, why are you prouder of me?

The thinking logic of our three young people is really extraordinary ...

"I like girls like Xuanxu." Lu Yinan saw Xuanxu coughing there, not only didn't care about a sentence or two, but also took the opportunity to tease, "Don't persuade, drink by yourself, you Drink it and drink the cup of Yan San. "

He is a single pass of this famous family of lawyers in Kyoto City. Although he is not a lawyer, the genes of good eloquence will not change.

On the surface, his mouth was more poisonous than that of the femme fatale, and he could say he was alive if he died.

He is iron-hearted and wants to tease him, so he does n’t give her the opportunity to speak at all. "Yan San has a serious fetishism, so I do n’t hate you who grew up with him under the same roof, his Use the cup as you please. "

Then he picked up Wen Xuxu's glass and put it back to her.

She was drinking not only wine, but also raw wine?

Wen Xuxu was a bit unacceptable to this fact, and looked down at Lu Yinan's cup handed to her, without reaching out to pick it up.