Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

He thought it was his responsibility, and it was not enough.

The train finally decelerated under the broadcast over and over again, with warm reminders and blessings on the radio.

Xu Xu carrying her bag, dragging the box, ready to go out.

"Here it is." Su Yan returned to wash, and saw that Xuanxu was ready to go. He quickly packed the toiletries into the bag, and then reached out without asking Xuanxu's opinions, and took her box from her hand. "I'll help you hold it. There are many people outside. Be careful. Your shoes are slippery. Pay attention when walking."

His deliberate instructions made Yan Yan's attention. He frowned slightly and looked at Su Yan with a questioning look.

Su Yan raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a questioning look.

Seems to be asking what happened.

Yan Rusheng's eyes moved to the vivid belly, thinking about her vomiting in the toilet.

Xu Xuan glanced at Su Yan, reached out and snatched her box, then lifted his feet, shouted at Su Yan regardless of Su Yan, left the room and left without looking back.

"Uh, angry." Su Yan shrugged helplessly.

Yan Rusheng chased out, followed behind Xu Zhe, fearing to get angry with her, so he tried to keep a distance from her.

The big wave of people leave the station, and there are passengers of other trains. The air in the underground passage is not very good, and because there are many people, the air is even worse.

I don't know who it is, what special products should be brought from my hometown, pickles or what, leaked.

Smelling the smell, Xuxing began to feel sick again, and she covered her mouth with one hand, speeding up her pace.

Yan Rusheng saw that she was uncomfortable, and speeded up her pace, catching up with her, "lifelike."

Xuxu covered her mouth and walked faster.

Yan Rusheng looked at her feet, frightened.

"Look, look, isn't that Rongsheng's president and his wife?"

"It's really them."

"So handsome, take a picture."

The two faces that often appeared in news and newspapers were finally recognized by Xu Xu and Yan Rusheng, and the people behind them moved closer to them, trying to get closer to them.

The people in front of them also started to turn around and took pictures with their mobile phones.

Xu Xu lowered his head and covered his mouth with one hand.

She hated it so much. Now when she goes out, she gets a lot of attention when she gets to a place with a little more people.

At the ticket exit, Xu Xu finally couldn't help, rushed to a trash can near the wall, and spit into the trash can.

In fact, there was nothing left in her stomach to vomit, but she was sick and wanted to vomit.

How similar it feels to what it used to be.

The vomiting people all collapsed, and she was holding up one hand against the wall, unable to stand up.

"Xu Xu." Yan Rusheng stretched out his hand to help him, but she pushed her away as soon as the hand touched her arm.

For a short while, he felt like she was losing weight.

Repeated attempts to approach her were rejected by her cold, unspoken words. He knew that if he refused to be true to life, it would be counterproductive.

"Lifelike."

Out of the station, the two familiar figures greeted him with a vivid look, then lip smiled slightly, "Aunt Murray."

Her eyes moved to Yan Weihong next to Mu Li, frowning: "The second uncle's body has not recovered completely, so he ran out so early in the morning, really."

Mu Li stretched her hand and said with a smile, "We'll pick you up."