Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Sure enough, he encountered it when he was drunk without knowing it. Yan Rusheng did not answer Ming Ansheng's doubts, and he just hung up the phone without being polite.

He turned the chair one hundred and eighty degrees, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, one arm resting on the armrest of the chair, **** resting on his forehead, and looking at Wanli Qingkong frowning and thinking.

‘Asheng, I hurt. ’

The poor voice suddenly popped out, holding his heart, and the thought of the woman lying next to him in the morning ... full of love marks.

His gloomy eyes grew deeper.

Fang Jiayin, three years ago, you desperately left.

Now that you are back in high profile, what do you want to do?

He couldn't regard those two tickets as Fang Jiayin's unintentional work. He may be too concerned about the hard-won progress between these days and Wen Xuxu.

So Fang Jiayin, I haven't seen it in more than three years. Should we talk about it?

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The elegant teahouse is located in an old alley with a long history in the city center. The woman sitting on the second floor near the window is wearing a light orange shirt, black harem pants underneath, and black long hair like fine satin, which is scattered vertically Back.

Her white hands were holding blue and white porcelain tea cups, and there was a serene and beautiful smile on the pretty face that was perfect enough to pick out the slightest flaws.

Looking out the window, a pair of Yingying water eyes Gu Panshenghui.

‘Tuk Tuk Tuk’

There was a sudden knock outside, interrupting her thoughts, and she turned to look at the door, which was already open.

When she saw someone, she smiled, "Lu Yinan."

In the circle of friends, Lu Yinan's title has the word 'Swen', not entirely because he wears a white gown and always wears glasses to write literati, and also because he runs a tea house and likes to play tea ceremony.

This is the small tea house he opened, using his own courtyard in the most beef area of ​​Kyoto.

"Here it is." Lu Yinan stepped in and nodded Jiayin slightly. "Jiayin, haven't Yansan come yet?"

He received a lively call in the hospital and asked him to find a way to help him get Fang Jiayin to come.

The guy said, how dare he snub.

This is not only ... not only invited people, he came back in peace.

He closed the door gently, and then walked towards Fang Jiayin.

Fang Jiayin said lightly, "Maybe it's busy."

She brought the tea cup in her hand to her mouth and casually sipped the tea in the cup.

Lu Yinan went to the opposite side of her and sat down, stretched out his hand to support the glasses on the bridge of the nose, and pondered for a moment before saying, "He is very nice with Wenxu now."

Fang Jiayin heard the words, raised his head and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm not as bad as you think."

"Ah." She sighed suddenly, and her tone suddenly became a little sad. "It can be seen that they are doing well, and lifelikeness is the most suitable person for him."

Then she raised her head again, looking out the window, and there was a hint of haze in her eyes.

Lu Yinan stared at her, and then pondered for a while before she said, "Excuse me, why didn't you say goodbye in the past? Do you know how depressed Yan Yan was?"

Fang Jiayin retracted her eyes from the window and landed on Lu Yinan's face full of doubts. He asked with a chuckle: "Master Lu, if your girlfriend has a young girl who will call you every time you date, What would you do?"