Hearing the introduction of Ms. Liang, Jiang Ma showed great interest.
"But mom and dad have promised to take me skiing."
Jiang Che looks at Er Lao and raises his claws silently. He wants to go skiing more than hot springs.
"Ah?"
The two rich wives turned to look at the couple at the same time.
Fenglan Chuan nodded with a smile: "a few days ago, I saw that it was snowing in some places, and jiangche was shouting to go skiing. So we discussed it, but the itinerary has not been decided yet, so we can change it. "
"Don't change, you play your game." Father Feng spoke at the right time.
"Yes, you go on as planned. You don't have to be with the old people." Jiang's father also helps to talk.
Ms. Liang and Mrs. Feng react when they hear her husband's words. Yes, it's rare for the couple to have a holiday together. They'd better not interfere too much. It's not a bit interesting to see how they get along with each other. It's better to be bored.
"In that case, it's better for the three of you to play."
"Yes, yes, have fun."
They pushed the boat with the current and jumped over the topic very quickly.
The family party didn't end until 11 o'clock, and the four elders left together.
Finally give the couple a clean.
Tomorrow is Sunday. Finally, I don't have to work overtime.
Jiang Anzhi is still responsible for the tedious task of helping Jiang Che wash and coax to sleep. Fenglan returns to her room to take a bath and lie back in bed.
Seeing what Lao Li looked like this morning and thinking about himself, I just felt very happy.
Thinking of this, Feng LAN sat up and took out her mobile phone, edited a paragraph and sent it to Zhao Dao.
An's wash gargle is good, the breeze haze beginning has already taken a nap to wake up again.
"Wake you up?" Jiang Anzhi asked in a low voice.
"No Feng LAN, who consciously rolls into Jiang An Zhi's arms, shakes her head. She yawns lazily. She reaches into Jiang An Zhi's clothes and touches his abdominal muscles.
Jiang An's eyebrows become more and more dark and bright. Just as he wants to catch her hands, Feng LAN begins to speak slowly.
"An Zhi, I just sent a text message to Zhao Dao."
"Well?" Jiang Anzhi slightly picks out a long epilogue to ask.
"I declined his invitation." Feng Lanchu looked up and said bluntly, "I think it's rare for you to be at home. We should give Jiang Che a more healthy growth environment, instead of parents gathering less and leaving more. Whether it's lack of father's love or mother's love, it's unfair for him to grow up."
"It's rare for you to stay at home. If I choose to go out to work at this time, what's the difference with before. Let's just let Jiang Che get tired of us for once. "
"Why did you suddenly make such a big decision?" Jiang Anzhi touched her head and asked suspiciously.
"Today, Lao Li went to the office to ask for a long leave. His wife was ill. Old Uncle Chen secretly said that old Uncle Li was likely to take a long leave and directly retired early. Well, I think we should cherish it while we are young and healthy. Don't waste this wonderful time. "
"No amount of money can change back to yesterday."
"Good." Jiang Anzhi tightened her up: "it's my fault. I should take the initiative to waste so much time."
At the beginning of Fenglan, he was stunned, and his teeth were white: "it's not necessarily that you were so careless to me two years ago, maybe I've already disabled you."
"..." Jiang Anzhi.
Seeing Jiang An's shriveled appearance, Feng LAN chuckles for a while in a good mood, and then turns the topic back again.
"Well, director Zhao must be very sad if I don't go. However, what is more famous than me in the entertainment circle is that they can also play the role of appeal, and the effect is even better than me. So, I believe he will understand. "