Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Immediately after starting the car, the wheels pressed over the heart-shaped chocolates that fell on the ground, and instantly integrated with the white snow on the ground.

...

After several hours of heavy snowfall, it was covered with silver light.

The snow-sweeping wheels are sweeping, the road is still blocked, and the words return to the vivid apartment, and the sky is white.

Imagine the unforgettable Spring Festival, and he stopped the car without turning off the heat and kept the heating on. Then he adjusted the seat, lay down, put his hands behind his head, and looked at the window of a house on the eighth floor.

She didn't find the chocolate, she wouldn't let him go through it easily, and she also tossed in the middle of the night. Now that she is asleep, don't go up and disturb her.

Does he really have to ... kneel?

Thinking, he took a hand from the back of his head, and touched his knees, so long, that his knees had not touched the ground except in the grand hall of his grandparents.

Of course, except wrestling as a kid.

Master Yan frowned, struggling between his wife and his young master identity.

‘I made the chocolate myself, and I made the box myself’

His eyes flashed as he leaned against the door staring at him.

When she decided to give him chocolate to express his love with him, she must have done a lot of struggle, after all, she was so proud that she would not take the initiative easily.

So ... he kneeled down on the remote control, shouldn't it be too shameful if they were only two of them?

Looking back, from childhood to age, he never seemed to bow his head in front of her.

For more than a year, he even wanted to do everything possible to rectify her.

and so……

Yan Rusheng gritted his teeth, "Kneel."

After making a decision, he sat up, picked up his cell phone, and dialed a number in country Y.

The answer was a nervous voice of a middle-aged woman. "Mix boy, why did you call me so early? Is something wrong?"

But it's not that the sky is still not bright in China. Ms. Mu Li, who has a well-developed brain, will inevitably think so.

Yan Rusheng drew the corner of his mouth, "... Professor Mu, the TV is on, the remote control is facing the TV, how can the TV not jump to the stage after the foot is stepped on, and the picture will not change in any way?"

Ms. Mu Li asked: "Is something wrong with my brain? Why step on the remote control?"

"..." Yan Rufu's forehead, the pain in his temple seemed to be more serious, he said with patience, "I mean if."

Murray said, "Unless the remote control is broken or out of power, it's impossible."

After hearing the words, Yan Rusheng's eyes brightened, "It is indeed Professor Mu."

Without waiting for Ms. Murray to say anything, he immediately hung up the phone.

The remote control is broken or out of power. Why didn't he think of such an easy way?

He lay down again and closed his eyes safely.

...

After a stun, Yan Rusheng opened his eyes, and it was covered with silver. The snow had stopped.

His mood is also very happy, they started in the heavy snow yesterday, so this snow is a good sign.

He pushed the door, and his long body slowly stood up. Even if he didn't close his eyes overnight, his handsome face was still full of energy. He slowly adjusted his suit.

He looked up at the window of a house on the eighth floor, and there was a smile of evil spirit in the corner of his mouth.

Wen Xuxu, I will tell you by myself, the consequences of being proud of Lao Tzu.

‘Tuk Tuk Tuk’