He took off the sportswear jacket tied around his waist.
It was a bit cold when I came out in the morning, so he put on his jacket and ran a lap, so he took off his jacket and ran in a vest.
Putting the coat on her gently, trying to soften her voice.
"Go back to the house first, and put on more clothes next time I go out, my face is too bad."
"Oh, then I'm going back, cousin, don't run too long."
"Ok."
Yan Fei said, continuing to run.
Lu Yuan, after a fierce battle for an hour, Xia Weibao helped her little waist that had been broken off to get up.
The man with a contented face on the sofa tilted his eyes, and there was a low laugh from his throat.
Xia Weibao was so angry that he wanted to kick him to death!
"Go cook, I'm hungry!"
After finishing speaking, he gave him a vicious look, "You go do it, I won't eat what the chef does!"
I'm so mad at her!
I won’t talk about it last night. This morning there were three times, when she was inflated!
"Yes, ma'am."
To eat and drink, Mr. Lu is still very talkative, doesn't he just cook himself.
His wife is in a bad mood, so it is right to punish him with housework.
Although he rarely cooks, he is still willing to cook for her.
Xia Weibao rubbed her waist and went upstairs, changed into a set of pink fluffy home clothes, wrapped her body tightly from neck to toe.
Then he ran down.
First, I went to the kitchen and took a look. It was indeed Lu Hualiang who was cooking, and he was not lazy. This was somewhat satisfied.
Lu Hualiang looked back at her and raised his eyebrows, "My wife, you look so tender in pink."
The pink dress is well, and it is very age-reducing.
She was very young, and today has just turned her twentieth birthday.
The skin is tender and fair, and now wearing such a matte color, it looks like fifteen or six years old.
Lu Hualiang thought to herself, if she was dragging her to roll the sheets now, would it be like getting involved with an underage girl?
Xia Weibao gave him a blank look, then ran to order.
Ordered more than a dozen dishes, he was exhausted!
Knowing that she was having a temper, Lu Hualiang was not angry.
"Wife, bring a stool to accompany me."
"laugh."
Xia Weibao responded with a cold eye, and then turned around.
Back in the living room, picking up the food box sent by Yan Weiyang, ran to the courtyard, and went straight to the presidential palace next door.
She wants to feed the pigs!
Although she knocked down the wall several times, it was the first time that she crossed the border to the Presidential Palace and was not familiar with the road.
Knowing that Yan Yuexian raised a few pigs, I also heard from Fu Bo.
The last time Yan Yuexian took the killing pig knife into Lu Yuan, she was a little wondering why the presidential palace had a pig killing knife.
Then Fu Bo said that Yan Yuexian raised pigs by herself.
She thought it was weird at the time, but she didn't expect Yan Yuexian to have such a unique taste and raise pigs by herself.
In the monitoring room of the Presidential Palace, the bodyguards looked at each other sneakily over the wall, but looked at each other as openly as Xia Weibao stalking in his back garden.
Digging about whether to sound the alarm.
"What does she mean? Why did she climb the wall to the presidential palace."
"I don't know, holding a food box, could it be that I came over to find someone because the main entrance is too far, so I got over the wall?"
"It's possible, do you want to call the police? What if she doesn't come to find someone, but to plot a crime."
"She is Mrs. Lu Jiashao, and the identity is there. Who dares to catch her..."
Several monitors are entangled.
You said that if Xia Weibao is sneaky, they can just treat her as a thief.
But she was so upright, walking around here and around with a food box, as if she was lost, she didn't have any unruly intentions, and it was Mrs. Lu Jiashao, who would dare to catch?