Without waiting for the thought to return to him, Qi Wuyue said: "how could it be true? He would say that he had 3000 yuan without me and could believe it was true. 30 yuan is too fake."

Wen Yan, Li nanmu thinks he's right. Now the children have 30 yuan to go out, and he can't be without 30 yuan no matter how strict his wife is.

Thinking about it, he was relieved. "I said how could you really fall in love with Lin yishallow."

Then he raised his hand and patted his shoulder, reminding him, "I tell you, that kind of woman can't be used to it, the more used she is, the more she doesn't know the height of the earth."

"No."

I thought deeply of Li nanmu. Then I went on and sat down on the sofa.

Pick up the wine bottle on the table, pour yourself a glass of wine, shake it, and then put it on your mouth for a while. It's elegant.

Li Namu didn't understand what he meant by his "No." what didn't he

"She is not a woman, you are," he replied

Li Namu heard the explosion. "How much do you mean by thinking deeply?"

He was approaching with his feet towards the thought depth, questioning him, when the door of the box suddenly opened again.

Men wear black shirts, black trousers, a pair of good-looking eyes like a thousand feet deep pool, mysterious.

After entering the door, he stopped at the door, glanced at the three people in the box, and stayed for two more seconds on the body with deep consideration.

Then chuckled and said, "Oh, it's all there."

As soon as his face was cold, Qi Wuyue noticed that he was worried that he had cut the foot of the goblet.

He was also surprised to see the visitor.

Only Li nanmu, as if he had already known it, greeted him with a smile and said, "here comes Changlin."

Song Changlin gives Li nanmu a smile, enters, closes the door and walks to the sofa.

He walked to the opposite side of mindfulness, stopped, looked down at him, gently raised his eyebrows, "I don't know my uncle deeply?"

The atmosphere was eerie and quiet.

Li nanmu and Qi Wuyue hold their breath. They look at each other and think deeply.

One is an uncle robbed by a nephew of a woman, and the other is a nephew forced to marry an uncle woman.

These two people are so embarrassed that they can't do it.

"Ah!"

With a deep sneer, he put down his glass, stood up leisurely, walked to song Changlin, and said: "I'm not back from my big marriage, so I don't know you."

When he was about a step away from Song Changlin, he stopped and put his hands in his pants pocket.

lifted his chin as like as two peas in Chang Linzhu's eyes.

Song Changlin's face was dim for a moment. He quickly pulled down his eyelids to cover it up. Then he looked at it deeply and smiled again. "It's my uncle's fault."

The tone of the conversation

Li nanmu and Qi Wuyue all have goose bumps.

"You two don't need to be weird, my uncle and nephew. The past is over. What is Lin yishallow's woman?"

Li Nan Mu's voice is not down. He and song Changlin's eyes connect with him at the same time. They all say, "what are you?"

This is what Li nanmu didn't expect.

However, he was not angry. It was not two days a day for song Changlin to maintain Lin Yiqian. They were used to it for many years.