Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"Oh." Yan Rusheng walked over, picked up the lifelike bag, and pulled out the lifelike mobile phone from the inside, but the other party was hung.

The missed call showed 'Jiang Zhuoheng'.

His face sank, and looking at the name, his eyes were immediately hostile.

What does this kid call so late?

He was speculating about Jiang Zhuoheng's thoughts, and another text message came from the mobile phone, which was sent by Jiang Zhuoheng.

‘I ’m so busy today that I ca n’t leave, and Huanhuan said I ’ll send her tomorrow, and you go to bed early. ’

What did Wen Xuxue call him during the day?

Yan Rusheng looked at the contents of the text message, sore in his heart.

One day, she didn't make a phone call to ask him when he was busy and when to find him.

The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, and Yan Rusheng put his mobile phone back into the realistic bag, which was a bit heavy. He couldn't help but glance inside to see what was installed.

Gaze inadvertently into a dark zippered back.

What's wrong with this stupid woman? What medicine are you taking?

He reached out and took out an aluminum-plastic medicine plate in the mezzanine, scanning the text on the surface of the eye medicine plate.

His expression froze suddenly, and his heart twitched fiercely at the same time.

The vivid-looking bag slipped from his other hand with a ‘咚’.

"Who's calling?" Xu Xu came out of the bathroom holding Huan Huan. When she looked up, she saw the aluminum-plastic medicine board in Yan Rusheng's hand, and her body trembled.

Yan Rusheng's face was iron-blue, and the light in the black eyes condensed into fine scum. Even though it was a distance away, he could still feel his cold breath, and she was nervous and frightened.

He looked at her, reached for the medicine in his hand, and the unusually calm tone was obviously trying to bear his emotions, "Wen Xuxue, explain to me, what is going on?"

"I ... Asheng I ..." Xu Xu quickly dropped Huanhuan to the ground.

Turning around and taking a step down the door, he reached out to open the door, and then whispered in Huan Huan's ears, "Huan Huan went out to play first."

Huanhuan nodded obediently, "OK."

When Huanhuan went out, she closed the door and did not wait for her to turn around. Yan Rusheng had arrived by her side and smashed the aluminum-plastic medicine board in her chest.

"Wen Xuxu!"

A roar seemed to shake the whole house.

Of course, it also includes lifelikeness. Her footsteps receded. Fortunately, there was a door behind her, otherwise she would fall.

She leaned against the door, her words approaching, her cold breath forced down, and she couldn't breathe.

She looked up at him, shook her head gently, and opened her mouth without knowing how to explain to him.

Want to say that she didn't want him to do the same, and didn't want to see him and Fang Jiayin bright and upright together?

Or was she afraid that she would be abandoned by him because she had a child?

So just for a moment?

However, Yan Rusheng did not give her time to think at all.

Reached her hand in her jaw, and raised her chin higher.

Staring at her, the frost in his eyes was getting thicker. He gritted his teeth and said ironically, "It turns out you like kids to pretend."

His eyes and words without the slightest temperature seemed to be beating his heart like a whip.

He was strangled by her, her fair blush was a little purple, and her throat couldn't make a sound.

Yan Rusheng paused, and then he asked coldly: "Or do all your children like it, just don't like me and your child, so you don't want it?"