Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

The words around him suddenly stretched out their hands, and pulled out a straight straight out of the life, thrown out, "Squeezed!"

Opposite Su Shi, a little frustrated, "I still want to pass this four."

She wondered and put the four back.

Vivid, staring angrily at the man next to him, "Your words are alive, aren't you going to cook?"

Obstructed here.

Yan Rusheng: "..."

His gaze instinctively looked at Zhou Shuang and Ming Ansheng. Zhou Shuang had not yet responded, and carefully studied his family card.

Yan Rusheng looked at her, and she realized afterwards, ‘噗嗤’, and then she looked up and laughed, “Yan Rusheng, do n’t you go to cook?”

Words are like black faces.

Here, Ming Ansheng said suddenly and lightly, "Yan San, I forgot to tell you, Lu Yinan will come over a while, he, like me, looks forward to your cooking."

"I'll let you finish it once, absolutely unforgettable." Yan Rusheng said with gritted teeth, then got up and went to the kitchen angrily.

Thinking of something, he turned again and put on the slippers that were vividly placed outside the blanket.

Pink lady slippers, worn on his big feet, are really ... ecstasy.

Xu Xu glanced at him, lowered his head, and smiled angrily, with a touch of sweetness that she could not even notice.

After a while, Lu Yinan arrived. He was wearing a light coffee-colored windbreaker, and he had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his bridge that can make people look very gentle.

He couldn't find the slippers when he entered, and he simply walked in socks.

"What about Yan San?"

Master Lu entered the door and glanced at the stall where the landlord was fighting. He didn't see what he said, he asked in confusion.

The smile in the bright eyes behind the glasses could not be hidden.

Before someone answered him, he turned and reached out to open the kitchen door.

Yan Rusheng wore a pink floral apron, pink lady slippers on her feet, a kitchen knife in one hand, and a green vegetable in one hand, looking at Lu Yinan who pushed in through the door.

As soon as the door bell rang, he guessed that Lu Yinan was here, and he also guessed that he would definitely come to the kitchen to make fun of him.

Lu Yinan's gaze was stubborn, and his neck flinched back involuntarily. "Yan San, good man, I am optimistic about you."

He taunted him at the risk of being stabbed in the head by a flying knife, and then quickly retracted his head and closed the door.

Then he turned and walked to the sofa, watching a few people sitting cross-legged on the blanket and fighting for the landlord. He smiled softly, "Our landlord."

Zhou Shuang raised his eyelids, glanced at Lu Yinan, and said in a foreign tone: "Yo, fake Sven, you are here."

Master Lu heard that, with a black face and a frown, looked at Zhou Shuang, "I said you woman, why are you so unpleasant?"

Zhou Shuang didn't look at him, while arranging the cards at home, sneered and said, "What use is it to please you?"

When they met two years ago, they liked to fight.

Lu Yinan was cold and disdainful. "You don't flatter me, you flatter anyone."

He walked to Ming Ansheng, bent over and sat down on the sofa, looking at Su Shi's house card.

Wen Xuxu beckoned to him suddenly, "Come here, Master Lu, let you play."

Lu Yinan shook his head, "You play, I watch."