Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Ming An Sheng opened his mouth, saying that he had a meaningful look at his words and said, "Neither of them can do it, and guess who will learn first."

Yan Rusheng certainly knows what two people he is talking about.

When it comes to Wen Xuxu, she couldn't help worrying about her.

She has never played Mahjong, and she is not used to playing with a few unfamiliar people.

Lu Yinan suddenly stretched out Yan Rusheng's arm again, "Yan San, A Heng hasn't come yet, you should play a few cards for him first."

"I don't play." Yan Rusheng pushed his hand away. "I went upstairs."

Lu Yinan didn't force him, and turned to Ming Ansheng and said, "Let's find someone to play with again. Regardless of A Heng, I just said that I would introduce him to her little sister and let Yi Shan greet him for a while."

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is attentive.

Lu Yishan introduced her younger sister to Jiang Zhuoheng, who must be the ones who are currently playing Mahjong.

At that time, wasn't Jiang Zhuoheng coming to live in their house?

Thinking about it this way, Yan Rusheng immediately changed his voice, "When will he come? I will only play a few cards for him."

Lu Yinan looked at him doubtfully, "Aren't you not playing?"

He was a young master spoiled at home by Mrs. Lu and several older sisters. He had a simple mind, where would he guess the complicated logic in his words.

Ming An Sheng is not the same. Just looking at the faint irritability in Yan Rumei's eyebrows, he guessed his mind.

Even if he guessed it, he stood still and grinned.

"Never mind, you find someone else." Yan Rusheng raised his foot to go upstairs.

"Yansan." Lu Yinan shouted at him. "He said it was eight o'clock. It's almost eight o'clock now. Even if the traffic jam is delayed, we can always get there.

The words frowned, pretending to be impatient, "Let's go."

Lu Yinan and Fang Jiayin walked ahead, Yan Rusheng and Ming Ansheng side by side.

"The legal person must discipline himself first!"

Suddenly, Ming Ansheng came to Yan Rusheng's ear and said such a sentence.

Yan Rusheng turned to look at him, "What do you mean?"

Ming An Sheng laughed. "Will the clever master not understand?"

Master Yan pursed his lips and struggled before speaking. "You call and ask when Jiang Zhuoheng will arrive."

His voice was kept to a minimum to ensure that only Ming Ansheng could hear it alone.

Ming Ansheng laughed at him, "I can't think of it."

He said as he drew his mobile phone. After pulling out his phone, he thought about it and shook his head again, and then sighed with emotion, "It's really unexpected."

Who would have thought that the words that always look at people with their nostrils would be such a daunting day, and that they were afraid of the vividness that he looked down on from childhood to age.

Ming An Sheng called Jiang Zhuoheng's number.

Jiang Zhuoheng said it would take about 15 minutes.

Hanging up the phone, Ming Ansheng stretched his hands to his shoulders, "You two are reconciled?"

Yan Rusheng frowned at him, "Ming Ansheng, have you become Lu Yinan?"

After asking him, his shoulder was crooked and he got rid of Ming Ansheng's arm.

Ming Ansheng was unyielding, and he put his hands on his shoulders again. "I don't know if there is any contradiction between you and Wen Xuxu, but as the elders said, Wen Xuxu is a good girl, although sometimes it A little colder ... "

Yan Rusheng turned his head and rolled his eyes at Ming Ansheng, interrupting his voice, "Is it necessary to show teeth and smile with everybody?"