Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

‘You, he ~ Mom dressed like this, is n’t taking the elevator to seduce people to touch you? ’

Suddenly the ears echoed the words of the insignificant man in the elevator, he was even more uneasy, hurriedly took out the car key, and hurriedly walked towards the parking space.

Fuck, in the end who set the bird system, wear so tight!

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Chinese medicine clinic.

Wen Xuxu was sitting on an old wooden lounge chair that Grandpa had moved from the countryside, holding a plate of raw fried buns in his hand and eating a mouthful of oil.

Every time she finished eating, she licked her fingers with interest, and she didn't want to waste a little soup.

Jiang Zhuoheng poured her a glass of milk downstairs, just to see her licking her fingers, frowned, walked over and patted the back of her hand gently, "Dirty, drink some milk."

He put the milk on the bench on the side, and then pulled another bench over, sitting next to Xuanxu, watching her gobbling with interest with interest.

Xuxu looked at him and thought about it again, and handed him a frying pan, "You eat one too, it's fragrant."

"What's so delicious about junk food." Jiang Zhuoheng looked at the raw fried dumplings and said disgustingly.

"Why is the uncooked bun becoming junk food again?" Xu Xuan rolled his eyes and stuffed the uncooked bun into his mouth. The mouth was too small, the soup in the bun overflowed and flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Zhuoheng quickly drew two paper towels to help her wipe off, "Wen Xuxue, can you eat gracefully?"

"I wasn't an elegant person." Xu Xu dragged the paper towel in Jiang Zhuoheng's hand, and angrily stuffed a bun into his mouth.

This time, it's okay. The mouth is like a bun, and there is no space in it. It is difficult to chew.

I swallowed a little bit, and it turned out ... choking.

She turned her head suddenly and spit out the bun in her mouth.

"Haha ..." Jiang Zhuoheng laughed gleefully, patted her back with one hand, and brought the milk to her in front of the other, "Have some milk."

Xu Xu sipped the milk with a big sip, and it took a while before Jing Jin passed by.

Her narrow eyes were red, and when she raised her eyes, she found that Jiang Zhuoheng was still laughing. She immediately lowered her face. "Jiang Zhuoheng, I'm almost choking to death. You even laughed."

"I'm wrong, eat it quickly." Jiang Zhuoheng apologized with interest, then took the fried pan and took it to his vivid mouth. "Aren't you hungry at night and eat more?"

He looked at her, his long narrow eyes bent slightly, and a slight tenderness in the corner of his mouth.

The warm breath was close at hand, and Xu Xue discovered that the two were close at this time.

She froze slightly, not knowing whether to open her mouth to bite the bun or reach out to take it over. The two of them faced each other so that they had their own thoughts.

It's a word, your worries are superfluous!

The man standing outside the door listened to the laughter and laughter in the room, he laughed in his heart, then coldly looked away, and walked towards the black Mercedes that stopped on the side of the road.

"A Heng, thank you." Xu Xu reached out with a smile, took the buns in Jiang Zhuoheng's hand, and stuffed them into his mouth.

She thought her performance was natural, but in the eyes of Jiang Zhuoheng, there were still traces.

"Xu Xu, your birthday is next week."

He summoned the courage to speak, his eyes still not so confident.

Xu Xu's mouth chewed for a moment, and then he said softly, "A Heng, sometimes I often ask myself what is good about him, he has a bad temper, and there are others living in his heart. Do you often ask yourself this way? , What's so good about Wen Xuxu, still thinking about others? "