He is not usually so mean.

If you are angry, just hug yourself.

I really ignored her today.

Is it hard to be jealous of her dressing up the wound for Fanyu?

But she has explained

In his heart, Nian Xiaomu is suspicious. Seeing that he has been closing his eyes, he simply turns around and stares at him directly.

He is very good-looking.

Perfect facial features.

Every corner is just right.

Thin lips, gently pursed, especially hook people Like the most elaborate work of art by an artist.

When Nian Xiaomu looked at it, he was a bit distracted.

Toot toot mouth, stole kiss on his face.

Seeing that he really fell asleep, he didn't even open his eyes. He was more relieved to approach him and kissed him on the mouth.

His fingers poked at his pretty face and murmured.

"Big vinegar barrel, if you don't care about your girlfriend, you will have no girlfriend..." Before the last word could be said, the person in front of her suddenly opened her eyes.

Clear black eyes, deep eyes.

Where do you just wake up?

"Scared!" Young Mu was just about to shrink back, and his fingers had been caught by him.

More and more cold a turn over, tall body, easy to press her in the arms.

Evil spirit a smile, "year small mu, the fire that you lift oneself, want oneself to be responsible."

Nian Xiaomu: "...!"!!

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Wenjia villa.

"Pa --"

Wen always slaps her face with a fierce hand.

In an instant, she was unsteady and fell to the side of the tea table.

"Fool! Thanks to my cultivation of you for so many years, you can't even fight a support worker. You are stupid enough to spend 20 million yuan to buy a cheap brooch. How can I have such a stupid daughter? "

As soon as Wen thought of his 20 million yuan, he was so furious that he raised his hand and was ready to slap again.

Wenyadai had hurriedly knelt down.

"Dad, I'm also for the writer. You didn't see that scene yesterday. Nian Xiaomu intended to make me lose. If I just admit defeat, wouldn't she hit our writer in the face?"

Said wenadee, with tears in her eyes.

Kneeling, he climbed to the front of Mr. Wen and reached for his trouser legs.

"Dad, I really know it's wrong..."

After all, it's his daughter who grew up in the palm of his hand. Wen always feels sad.

Hearing her pitiful confession, her face was relieved.

Just to let her up, Zhang Mingyan suddenly added a sentence.

"Well, I heard that Miss Wen had a big show yesterday. When she raised the price, she didn't blink. She said that she had to keep Nian Xiaomu under pressure, and she didn't think that Nian Xiaomu spent less money. How can you do that? Only now can we say that it is for the sake of the writer, who believes is the fool! "

Smell speech, Wen always just moderate facial expression, instant black again.

She swung away and took hold of his trouser leg.

"Dad, don't listen to her nonsense..." Elegant Dai anxiously explains where Zhang Mingyan will give her a chance.

Open up in front.

"It's also your own failure. If you can hold on to the cold little heart, how can we be trampled on by our family? Now it has also become a joke for everyone, saying that our literati have no ability to cooperate with Yu's group. They only have the ability to fight the swollen face and become fat. They dare to rob things with Yu's group... "

Zhang Mingyan's words haven't finished yet, and the fat on Wen's face has been so angry that he has to take a smoke.