Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Xu Xu looked at it, and was very angry and funny, she hummed, "Let's make no excuses for your failure. If you don't pass, you will not pass."

This cruel stupid woman really wants to strangle her!

"Try again tonight."

Yan Ruyan's teeth tickled, and he turned to prepare to enter the office.

Xu Xu suddenly called him, "Asheng."

Yan Rusheng turned his head and looked at her angrily, "What?"

Seeing him like that, he couldn't help but laughed, "Did you have breakfast?"

"I knew you didn't eat it." Yan Rusheng's tone was full of petting, and he reached for his lifelike wrist and dragged her to his office. They said they cooked it for you and asked when you plan to go back. "

Xu Xu said, "Tell her I won't go back for the time being."

"You are trying to beat me to a wasteful rhythm." Yan Rusheng grasped his lifelike wrist and forced her to really choke her.

Grinding stupid woman!

Entering the door, Yan Rusheng closed the door, and pointed at the insulated bucket with his finger on the coffee table, and said to Xu Xu, "Where are you?"

Xu Xu said ‘oh’ and walked over.

Opening the lid of the insulation bucket, the hot air erupted from the inside, and the aroma overflowed. She lowered her head and sniffed.

She picked up the spoon and couldn't wait to sip it into her mouth.

Yan Rusheng looked at her picture of satisfaction, and a petting smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. "Wen Xuxue, I didn't expect you to be a foodie."

The lovely side comes out when I see food.

But why did she pretend? It's so good, it's more appealing.

Wen Xuxu pursed and snorted, ignoring him, holding the thermos bucket by himself, enjoying himself.

"I don't know what the weather is going to country Y this season."

Yan Rusheng suddenly came up with another sentence, as if talking to himself, as if asking vividness.

He thought about it vividly, and then answered, "It should be nice, the birds are fragrant."

Immediately afterwards, she remembered Yan Weihong again, looked up at Xiang Yansheng, and asked with concern: "How is your father's body recovering?"

"Let's go together on New Year's Day." Yan Rusheng got up and went to life.

Looking at him in surprise, he asked indefinitely: "You mean we will go to country Y on New Year's Day?"

"Um." Yan Rusheng nodded, sat down next to Xuanxu, and then sighed and sighed, "I heard that the wishing pool in the doorway of King Y's room is very spiritual, I had to go.

Xu Xu's mouth twitched, "You mean you're going to country Y ... wish?"

Isn't this all superstition, doesn't he believe it?

Yan Yu was lazily leaning on the sofa, his hands were resting behind his head, and his deep black eyes stared at the exquisite little face, and his heart was very upset.

This is not her compulsion, she has been superstitious by her.

Seeing his words frowning and thinking, he wondered, "What do you want to make?"

Yan Rusheng looked slowly at the insulated bucket in her hand and answered the question, "Zhang Ye said that he would give you a nutritious meal every day, so that you can adjust your body and prepare for a child."

"..." When it came to giving birth, her vivid eyes suddenly darkened. She lowered her head, and it took a long time to say, "Asheng."

Now whenever she hears this title called out from her mouth, Yan Rusheng feels extremely precious, because now she only occasionally comes up with this title.

His heart became soft and he responded softly, "Well."

"That ..." Xu Xuxu kept his head down, and said difficultly, "I only ate it once, and I was afraid that I would have a baby, and you would divorce me."