The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

After Fu Ge sighed, he added: "You said these little girls have such a lot of energy, what's wrong with doing something, but they have to take the initiative to come up to dislike people, how many people sleep in the same bed, and they can't get married in the end." Marriage, do they think that if they hold Nan for a while, they can get pregnant?"

"I'm not giving away Guanyin either." Hearing Brother Fu's sigh, Luo Zinan was so frightened that he withdrew his foot from the car, and tried to defend himself.

Brother Fu shook his head and stopped talking. Looking at Luo Zinan's cowardly expression, his complexion finally improved. He smiled and said, "Leave early tomorrow morning. Don't be late. I'll pick you up at 6:30."

Having said that, Brother Fu checked his itinerary again: "Wen Ling, you follow along."

Wen Ling didn't expect that he would follow, but he had indeed been out of work for a week, and it was time to go back to work.

It is just for playing tickets, and there is no net before weaving, and it starts to bask in the sun.

So, she nodded obediently to show that she knew.

It's impossible for Brother Fu to stay here overnight. Luo Zinan was disgusted even when he came here, not to mention that he, a manager who took care of his family (drivers and assistants), was even more disgusted to death.

Brother Fu, who was very self-aware, gave Luo Zinan a warning and left.

Wen Ling came back earlier, Pei Jingchen wandered around for a week, and is still working hard.

Wen Ling doesn't know how to cook, and Luo Zinan, as the second youngest of the Luo family, is even less likely to know how to cook.

"What to eat?" Luo Zinan and Wen Ling were at home, staring at each other for a long time before asking.

After thinking about it, Wen Ling tentatively asked: "Takeaway?"

"No, no, brother Fu knows, he might beat me to death." Upon hearing this, Luo Zinan immediately waved his hand to express his refusal.

Do you think male artists don't need to keep in shape?

No no no, I need it.

Especially for people like Luo Zinan who are trafficked, if you gain weight today and have more flesh on your face, you may be ridiculed in different ways by your opponent.

Therefore, it is impossible to eat takeaway.

If you usually eat a bite, it is not the meat prescribed by the nutritionist, and you will be talked about by Brother Fu for several days.

"Then call Auntie to come." Wen Ling thought for a while, an artist must maintain his figure, a little fairy like himself doesn't need it, but Luo Zinan does.

If takeaway is not available, then the aunt can only come over.

Pei Jingchen has a regular aunt here, but the two of them have been too promiscuous recently, and someone in the family is a little unattractive, so the aunt was given a holiday.

Now if I want to eat, I have to ask my aunt to come over.

Luo Zinan thought the idea was feasible, and then Wen Ling called his aunt.

Auntie naturally needs to report to Pei Jingchen.

Upon hearing that the two of them were waiting for dinner, Pei Jingchen, who was still processing documents, slowly put a question mark in his heart.

He hasn't come home yet, where did the couple come from?

Could it be...

Little Lemon is here, friend?

Is it a little monster?

Also what becomes essence?

Lemons, apples, peaches, or pears?

Once Pei Jingchen made up his mind, he couldn't stop.

There is no doubt that this other person besides Wen Ling will be a love rival or something.

Little Lemon now belongs to her wholeheartedly, and Pei Jingchen believes in her.

So, I didn't think about it in this direction for the first time.

Pei Jingchen's mind was wide open, and Pei Jingchen, who was full of the classics of mountains and seas, thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

Fortunately, I have been working hard in the past two days, so the finishing process is almost done.

Maybe today...

Skip a class.

Before the end of get off work, Pei Jingchen ran away again.

Assistant: Is someone doing something? Do people say no?

Secretariat: ...! ! !

Are you going to work overtime again?

As long as the money is in place, I don't care!