Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Looking at him speechlessly: "..."

Is it a glorious thing to let others dove?

It was so domineering to say that there was no one in his eyes. If he passed on the original words to Zhou Shuang, how could he be vilified?

He took her out for dinner, and most of the time it was entertainment, she didn't want to go.

"I promised the children of the orphanage to see them again last time, which has been so long."

Does it mean she must go to the orphanage today?

Yan Yu was displeased, "Wen Xuxue, the consequences of disappointing me are very serious."

He pushed away everything, just wanted to experience a weekend like an office worker couple with her.

She even refuted his kindness.

"Had you ..." He thought for a while, and finally held back.

She should have been accommodating him, she almost crossed their current relationship.

She lowered her head and continued drinking porridge.

"I'll go with you next week."

Suddenly another voice came from the opposite side, and the tone was more euphemistic and gentle than before.

Xu Xu looked up, looked up at the handsome face in surprise.

After a short while, she said uncertainly, "You mean to accompany me to the orphanage next week?"

Master Yan looked at her reaction and raised her brows proudly, "Don't you feel flattered?"

"..." Xu Xuan shook him a blindfold.

I thought that if he didn't ask such a word, she would really feel flattered, and now that feeling would be absent.

She lowered her eyes and lowered her head slightly, but her mouth twitched up. This narcissistic guy was really enough.

After having dinner, Xu Xu made a phone call to Zhou Shuang to explain the situation.

Undoubtedly, the **** the other side of the phone learned that the pigeons had been released, and the culprit was the words, and the crackling words were repeated, still the old tunes.

Xuxu listened patiently before hanging up.

...

"No makeup, why have you been so long?"

When Xu Xue changed her clothes and came out of the room, Yan Rusheng had appeared in a casual dress at the door of her room.

Seeing her coming out, he twisted his eyebrows, and impatiently fell on her.

Rarely, he didn't have a straight shirt, he wore a white T-shirt, smoke gray Adidas track pants, leaning lazily outside the door frame, and clasped his hands in his pants pockets.

At this moment, this scene makes life feel as if back to more than ten years ago.

After graduating from junior high school that year, grandma reported them to the summer camp. The morning she set off, she packed things in the room and froze for a while.

As soon as she opened the door, he was dressed like that, leaning against the door of her room, broke into her sight unexpectedly, and couldn't tell what day he was so excited.

Even when he saw her, he counted like he did just now.

But that look was more than ten years.

Now that the scene is reappearing, she still can't control herself and he is surprised.

Still can't tell where he is good, his poisonous tongue, black belly, his heart, he loves others, he doesn't keep his promise, he hates death, but she still has no way to not love him.

Suddenly she thought, shouldn't she be glad she could stand by him like this?

Regardless of whether he is nominal or not, she is a living wife when they go out. At night they sleep in a bed, and they will have children in the future ...

Thinking, she laughed at herself again, warm and vivid, have you been so low?