Chapter 692

The girls dressed in gaudy clothes are like goblins in the country of daughters. Seeing Tang monk, they dare to ask jiangbeiyuan for a micro signal.

"I'm sorry, I'm married."

"Married."

"I'm married."

Similar to this kind of words, I don't know how many times I have said it. One girl came happily, walked disappointed, and soon another happy girl came again. This cycle.

It's a dead cycle he hates.

It's strange that he forgot to wear the girl's head rope on his wrist today.

After all, it's not something that he read. Chen Shuo bought it for him. After wearing it for a few days, he didn't know where to throw it.

"This handsome man, do you have a girlfriend?"

Another one wants wechat.

Jiang Beiyuan silently fumbled out the wedding ring from his coat pocket and put it on again.

The platinum ring of the ring finger of the left hand is exquisite and dazzling, with pleats and luster.

He raised his hand, a long pair of hands, the ring finger arc is particularly pure, "married."

It's an absolutely overwhelming sign.

The ring is as important to jiangbeiyuan as the crown is to the king.

See appearance, the younger sister walked away dejectedly.

There are still a few that haven't tried. Standing far away, you can see the ring of jiangbeiyuan ring finger. All of them are over.

Here we are.

Jiangbeiyuan was wearing a ring just now, and a lost word and thought disappeared.

He got off the subway and looked around. People came and went, but he didn't say anything.

This is their home site right.

Why not.

Mingming subway doesn't have her either.

Is it a prank like the last time.

"Little brother, can I have your wechat?"

There was a clear voice behind him.

Jiangbeiyuan "rub" a turn around.

At this moment, the little woman in pink carving and jade carving spread out her white hands in front of him.

Jiangbeiyuan did not look into her eyes for a moment, and he pulled the corners of his mouth. "Family rules are tight, and his wife won't let him."

"Forget it!"

The woman turned to go.

"Here you are!"

He took her carefully into his arms, held her from behind, and rubbed her soft neck back and forth on his cheek.

"I'll give you everything you want, really."

Smell the words.

Yannian silently turns around and looks at him with no expression on his face. "How can you think about your wife's feelings when your little brother is out there?"

"She I don't mind. "

"Ha ha, you are too scum. You don't care about your wife at all!"

"Don't want her, will you be my wife?"

He was joking with her, but his tone was clear, and he was cautious about fear and loss.

"What's the advantage of being your wife?" He asked again.

"There are rooms, cars, household chores, delicious cooking, long - very pleasant."

Very pleasing to the eye?

He's really talking up.

Yannian held back his smile, cleared his throat, raised his eyebrows proudly, "how can I do if my feet hurt?"

"Hurry up."

He crouched down in front of her and looked back at her for fear that she would play a prank and run again the next second.

Yannian lies on the back of jiangbeiyuan again.

"Take Yuli back tomorrow. It misses you very much."

"Good." Jiangbeiyuan has a mellow voice.

The rest said nothing.

All the way speechless.

Finally home.

The familiar smell of goose yellow light spread all the way from the living room to the carpet in the porch.

The words and the nose are sour.

It's almost a month.

She and jiangbeiyuan had a big quarrel this time.

There has never been such a long period of contradiction.

I hope there won't be another time.