Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"Oh ... awesome, go on."

Suddenly, the other side of the sofa jumped for joy.

Yan Rusheng's eyes looked at him, and the expression on Jun's face brought him a stalemate.

His fingers loosened inadvertently, and the cup slipped from his finger seam, and fell to the floor in response and shattered.

He looked back, and quickly looked down at the ground, the dim light shining on the broken glass scum, in the opposite light of flickering.

He felt very dazzling.

The sound of a broken glass caught everyone's attention.

Someone joked over there, "Yan San, what cup did you drop?"

"Fuck, which one of your eyes saw Lao Tzu drop the cup?" Yan Rusheng got up angrily and sweared.

His wrath frightened everyone and stopped the music.

What's going on here?

Master Yan later realized that he was really excited just now.

"Ahem" He cleared his throat again. "The old lady called several times to remind her that there was something wrong with going home, I will go first."

After speaking, he lifted his feet and walked towards the door.

The pace was a little hurried.

Wen Xuxu frowned at Yan Rusheng's last shadow, and secretly said in his heart, what kind of anger was this?

Something the old lady had to urge him to go home was obviously angry.

Yan Rusheng went away for a while, then everyone came out of the fire he just had.

"This guy learns lifelikely. Drinking it alone?"

Ming Ansheng pointed at the closed private room door, shook his head and said funnyly.

Xuxu rolled her eyes in her heart, thinking that the young master was angry, and that she would be shot innocently.

Yanru gave birth and went straight into the bathroom, standing in front of the sink and looking at herself in the mirror.

His head was filled with pictures of Wen Xuxu kissing Jiang Zhuoheng's cheek just now.

She closed her eyes and was shy.

It was as if the spell had been hit, and the picture was lingering in his mind.

He was very irritable tortured, he turned on the faucet, bent over and held up a handful of water to pour on his face.

It must be too much, it must be so.

The moment he stepped out of the bathroom, he suddenly felt the urge to go to the private room and drag Wen Xuxu back home.

Of course, in the end he overcame himself rationally.

Back home, after taking a bath, lying on the bed ~, the picture still haunted him, leaving him unable to sleep.

It was the most comfortable season of the year, but he was sweating.

The more you don't want to think, the more you think about it.

"Hell!" Yan Rusheng cursed, raising his hand to sit up, reaching out to turn on the light, his eyes lit up.

Then he got out of bed, walked towards the sofa with his bare feet, sat down, opened the laptop on the coffee table, and then opened the browser.

He remembered Wen Xuxu saying something like, ‘Find a mother with problems’.

A pair of beautiful hands crackled on the keyboard.

‘What ’s wrong with seeing a woman who hates a woman and other men ’s emotions? ’

The slender fingers lightly hit the OK button, and a lot of relevant answers came out from different websites.

He opened one casually and came here to gossip.

The description of the poster is not exactly the same as that of him. There are many people who answer below, and the answers given are also different.

Master Yan thought for a while and decided to make a post himself.

Posting starts from registering an account. The first thing to fill in is a nickname. He typed the word "Lifelike" at will, and the system automatically generated the phrase "Lifelike" for her.