Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Xu Xu looked up at him, and on the elevator, she didn't dare to struggle.

The two stood on the elevator, a very attractive landscape, and someone kept photographing them with their mobile phones.

In fact, just now when shopping in the supermarket, many people have deliberately followed their steps.

Nasty, hateful, but accustomed to it.

Anyway, they just patted and didn't do anything.

After getting off the elevator, without waiting to say anything, Yan Rusheng automatically let go, and the two were still one behind the other.

Women are calm and elegant, men are personable, noble and elegant.

...

"Zhou Shuang!"

Zhou Tong's shoes came out of the elevator with his head down, and suddenly there was a murky man's voice in front of him.

She looked up, the tall figure of the man approached, and she stepped back subconsciously, looking at Yan Rusheng's cold and handsome face, "Hey, Yan Rusheng, what are you doing?"

"Come here for me." Yan Rusheng suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhou Shuang's arm, easily dragging him into the door.

Then, with a bang, the door was closed, and Yan Rusheng released Zhou Shuang.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Shuang held her arms tightly and looked at Yan Rusheng with a vigilant look. "This is your house?"

Yan Rusheng raised his eyebrows coldly, "Is there a problem?"

After waiting for Zhou Shuang to speak again, he reached out and pushed her back, pushed her into the bathroom, pointed to the wash basin, and said to her in a commanding tone: "Wash off the pile of flour and paint on your face, And the smell of perfume on you.

"Why?" Zhou Shuang frowned. "Why should I listen to you?"

This guy is perverted. Does her makeup hinder him?

Yan Rusheng reached out her finger and warned fiercely: "If there is something wrong with my son, you will be waiting to be unloaded and sent to the Pacific to feed the sharks."

"What, what?" Zhou Shuang was said by Yan Rusheng, "what is your son? What does your son have to do with me?"

After a while, she wondered, "No, where's your son?"

Without waiting to answer, she speculated, "Do you have illegitimate children outside?"

Yan Yan was black-faced, and he advised himself not to mind the IQ of this female hooligan, because after all, there are very few smart women like Xuxiang.

It seems that Xuxu didn't tell the female hooligan about the pregnancy.

Thinking about it, he said, "Xu Xuxue is pregnant. You are full of toxic chemicals. You must wash it off, otherwise don't enter her house."

On hearing that, Zhou Shuang held her head in both hands, and opened her mouth in surprise. "Oh my god, that guy is pregnant."

Yan Rusheng didn't want to talk to her nonsense, and reached out to turn on the faucet. "Zhou Shuang, see her in the future. No makeup, especially perfume, is cheap and pungent."

"Go to you, these are all big international brands." Zhou Shuang was dissatisfied with words, but she thought he was right.

Pregnant women are indeed not suitable for contact with cosmetics or the like, so she should wash it off.

Otherwise, this guy won't be able to let her enter the lifelike home.

She knew that he had a hundred ways to make her unable to hang around in Kyoto, but she was helpless.

Hey!

Yan Yu's face was scornful, "It's cheap on you."

"Are you going to chat?" Zhou Shuang looked up, staring at the water, staring at the words.

Yan Rusheng ignored her, turned around and took out a small box from the shopping bag he had just picked up from the supermarket, returned to the bathroom door, and handed it to Zhou Shuang.