Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

There was a smile in Yan Rusheng's eyes, then she let go of her hand and looked at her seriously, "Did you guess what Yan Runan was thinking?"

The window was open, and today the wind was a bit strong. It blew into the car and made lifelike hair a little messy. A few strands of hair were placed on her thick eyelashes. Lifelike was reaching out, and he took a step ahead.

He flicked those hairs gently, with gentle movements.

Slender fingers filtered her strands of hair from head to tail, so short.

He couldn't help but pull down, bowed his head, and gently put a kiss on her forehead.

This light kiss made the vivid heart lake also rippling.

She hadn't acted intimately for more than two months. Now suddenly, she was a little embarrassed, lowered her head, and her cheeks couldn't help turning red.

Her body leaned back and muttered, "I don't know, but I just think it's necessary for the uncle to know that he is the grandmother's son, and Rong Sheng is the grandmother who devoted his life's efforts to the glory of today."

She still lowered her head and folded her arms together.

Yan Rusheng stared at her for a while, then reached out, and wrapped her two hands with one hand, taking care of her.

There was a gentle, warm smile on his handsome face. "You did the right thing. No matter what decision you make and what way you go in the future, I will be behind you and support you."

Jiang Zhuoheng once said the same thing to her, but at this time, the same words came out of his mouth, but gave her a different feeling.

When Jiang Zhuoheng said, she was more moved by gratitude.

At this time, her heart was excited, as if this was what she had been looking forward to.

What happens in the future, he will stand behind her, support her, protect her, instead of questioning and guessing.

Xu Xu crooked his neck and slowly leaned on the shoulders, like a word, until he was totally dependent.

She held his big hand backhand, frowning melancholy, "I don't know what will happen in the future, what will happen to the second brother, what will happen to the uncle."

What will the future look like?

She really didn't want to see the world's speakers change drastically. In that case, it would be so sad if grandma had something to know.

Yan Rusheng patted the back of her hand gently, soothing her, "Don't think so much."

He had dark eyes looking at the road ahead, deep and solemn.

...

Yan Weiye got off the plane, it was already dark, and he hurried home without stopping.

The luxurious villa was brightly lit and a white Maserati was parked in the yard.

He got out of the car and glanced at Maserati, with an angry flame in his eyes.

"Sir is back."

When he entered the house, the domestic servants greeted him one by one. He walked straight towards the stairs, and suddenly heard a sound in the restaurant. He turned in the direction and walked into the restaurant.

"Ru Nan, eat more. Your favorite sauce is shrimp prawns." Jiang Qinglian watched the younger son drownedly, and kept putting vegetables in his bowl.

The weather in April C had not warmed up. Yan Runan wore a dark blue thin sweater, and a face of Qing Jun inherited all the advantages of his parents.

The second child in the family, the mother's heart, was spoiled from an early age, so even if it was almost thirty, in front of the mother, there was a little childishness on the body.

Yan Weiye stopped at the entrance of the restaurant. The gas field was too strong, and everyone looked at him with a pair of eyes.

Jiang Qinglian first froze, then opened her mouth, "Wei ..."