Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp

"Okay, I know. I will let everyone under my hand know when I go back. Your future pills are all free."

"Thank you, Mr. Yuan."

Looking at the back of the man's departure, the eyes of the coffin suddenly became a little moist. This person is really like his father.

But...should not, her father is not a bald head, nor is it a drug dealer.

After the men circled the city for several rounds, they returned to the base. This is their habit and they are worried that someone will follow.

"came back?"

A handsome young boy asked in an old-fashioned tone.

This added a bit of coldness to his tender face.

"Well, Guo Shao, I have already met the lady, and the Xu Shiyu of the Xu Group, I am correct. It turns out that Miss Wiener did not tell him that the 'black shark' is poisonous. ”

"Do you believe this?"

Mr. Yuan nodded gently. "I think what she said is true."

"Tell me the address of her home."

......

"The coffin, the plan after that is a little dangerous, you still stop! The rest of the things are left to us to do."

"Sister, let's put a hundred hearts. On the other side of Chi Jingyu, I have already communicated with him. They should not notice it."

"Do it, no matter what you do, be careful, you know?"

"Know that I know someone is coming, I am going to open the door."

The heart of the coffin was immediately vigilant. She had just moved in, and no one should look for her.

Carefully walked to the door and looked out through the "cat's eye", but only saw the clothes.

auzw.com "Who?" The coffin immediately converted into Wiener's voice.

Hearing the doorbell continued to ring, the coffin walked lightly to the side and picked up a stick, which opened the door and saw a man standing taller than her.

"mom."

Listening to his opening, I only felt that the voice was tender, as if it was only about twenty.

It turned out to be a big boy!

But what is he calling his "mother"?

The coffin stayed for a few seconds, but the big boy suddenly rushed forward. The coffin immediately picked up the stick and pointed at him with vigilance. "Who are you?"

The coffin is very certain that Wiener has only one son, and she is still in junior high school. She cannot have such a big son.

"Mom, I am a little cotton, don't you recognize me?"

The look of the coffin are a bit sluggish. "Sorry, you must admit the wrong person. I am not your mother."

"No, you are my mother."

At this point, a couple who were going upstairs looked at her with a different look.

The coffin explained to them uncomfortably: "That...he is not my child, he may have a problem with his mind."

"Mom, isn't it that I am doing badly, making you angry? You can beat me and yell at me, but you can't deny me this son."

The upstairs occupants looked at the handsome boy and looked at the coffin. "This child is too poor."

"That is, now that the children are older, they all have their own opinions. If you say a few words, you have to, why are you driving the children out of the house?"

The coffin saw that they were talking to themselves and suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in their hearts. "He is not my child."

"I didn't expect that there would be such a hearty mother at the end of the day."

"That is, how can you not even recognize your own children?"

The coffin didn't want to listen to their accusations any more, but had no choice but to say: "Come in."