Chapter 371： Talk about money and make peace

Wild ruffian wrapped in his eyes.

"Mom, you are wrong."

"Wangcai and I are not siblings, I am his mother, and my little brother and it are brothers."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Zheng who was sitting on the sofa nodded in approval, echoing his daughter's words, "Yes, Ash is right."

Seeing the united front of the father and daughter, Nan Wenshu rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Just about to complain a few words, suddenly remembered something important, restrained the ridicule on his face, and put on a dog-legged smile.

"Ah Xu, you worked hard to record the show. Mom gave you a good massage to relieve your exhaustion."

Leaning forward, he walked to Yan Zhixu's side, helped his daughter to sit down, and squeezed his shoulders in an orderly manner.

Nan Wenshu's voice was gentle, "Ah Xu, how is this strength?"

Lean on the sofa.

Yan Zhixu closed his eyes, enjoyed the massage, and commented in a flat voice, "The pressure is a little light, and it doesn't feel like pressing."

Nan Wenshu nodded, listened carefully to the opinions and made improvements.

Massage should be done infrequently on weekdays, and the movements look very unfamiliar.

Yan Zheng: "..."

There was subtle distress and speechlessness in his eyes, and he turned his head and did not want to see this picture.

With this gesture, the proper weasel is not at ease when he wishes the chicken New Year's greetings.

Unexpectedly, after pressing the shoulder for a while, Nan Wenshu stopped, poured another glass of water and put it on the table.

"Ah Xu, have you asked Rong Cheng for an autographed photo? If so, can you give your mother one?"

"No, no, you don't need to give it. How about mom paying you to buy it? You make a price, and I'll transfer it to you via WeChat right away."

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone, and her serious look didn't look like she was joking at all.

Yan Zhixu opened his eyes, "Oh, signed photo? Sorry, I forgot."

The voice was flat as usual.

Compared with her indifference, Nan Wenshu was obviously not so calm, her face flushed red with anger, she picked up the water on the coffee table and drank it violently without leaving a drop.

"What kind of dog memory is this? You can forget something so important."

He complained angrily, and strode into the kitchen with an empty cup to put it down.

When Nan Wenshu put the cup away and returned to the living room again, Yan Zhixu changed his sitting position, with his right leg resting on his left, and one hand on the armrest of the sofa, looking like a hooligan.

She pressed her tongue against her teeth, "Mom, I heard what you just said."

"Oh, just hear it. It's normal to hear it. If you don't hear it, it means your ears are not very good. You need to see an ear doctor."

Nan Wenshu was in a fit of anger, and slapped out her scolding words, and when she scolded people, she did not breathe at all.

Yan Zhixu didn't care about this series of complaints, and lifted his eyelids lazily, "Mom, Rong Cheng will be participating in the next episode."

Hearing his daughter's words, Yan Zheng, who was watching the battle, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. The battle between mother and daughter was already divided.

"Cough cough cough..."

Nan Wenshu raised her hand and coughed a few times to clear her throat, then said in a twisted voice, "Well, what Mom said just now was a little unpleasant."

It's sloppy, I shouldn't have scolded so quickly just now, Ash's black-hearted potential is completely inherited from her father, a virtue.

"fine."

"Talk about money to make peace."

Yan Zhixu put down his legs, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, logged into WeChat, clicked the payment code, and put the mobile phone on the coffee table.

"The money depends on how high the status of Rong Yingdi in your heart is."

"..."

Nan Wenshu looked at the receipt code, feeling the temperature in the living room plummeted, and felt uneasy in her heart.

Shit, the little **** is quite a fan of the flames, and he knows how to make Yan Zheng jealous.