The world's most sassy sweet wife

Yu Ziqing rubbed He Xuanchen's face vigorously, and unexpectedly found that it felt good.

The skin is smooth and tender, soft and delicate.

She rubbed vigorously, squeezed, and poked.

It can be regarded as taking the opportunity to avenge.

She squeezed and smiled, "Look, it's not that hard, you're not facial paralysis."

The distance was too close, and He Xuanchen felt that he could hold someone in his arms as long as he stretched out his hand.

Just as his hands were about to touch her waist, he hesitated for a moment before grabbing both of her hands.

Yu Ziqing nimbly escaped his big palm with one hand, hooked his chin again, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Beauty, give me a smile."

"Haha!" He Xuanchen was amused to laugh out loud.

This woman may have really been a bandit in her previous life, or she was a female hooligan.

However, seeing such a sunny side of her, I feel that a beam of light has also shone into my heart.

Yu Ziqing blinked, and slowly turned up following the arc of his mouth.

Once this man's smile blooms, it is like melting a glacier and reviving all things. It is so beautiful that it makes people feel emotional.

There was a smile at the end of He Xuanchen's eyes, and the corners of his lips continued to curl up, "You really have a way."

Yu Ziqing raised her eyebrows, "So you like being molested?"

He Xuanchen laughed, "Nonsense. I can tease you."

At this moment, a black luxury car parked precisely in front of them.

The driver got out of the car and walked up to them, "Young master, young mistress. The master wants to invite the young master back to the old house."

Yu Ziqing looked at He Xuanchen, and found that he instantly returned to his Wannian glacier face.

The bright smile just now was like a flash in the pan, nowhere to be found.

He Xuanchen also looked at her, patted her on the back twice, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go first."

Yu Ziqing looked at the direction the car was going away, and lost her mind, as if she hadn't woken up from the man's smile.

She shook her head and continued walking towards the kindergarten.

After picking up the kids, Ke Yan asked, "Mommy, is that guy still at home?"

Yu Ziqing asked with a smile, "Who is it?"

Ke Yan said, "Who else is there? That annoying guy in the morning."

If he still dares to stay at home, he must find a way to deal with him!

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "He's gone."

Ke Yan snorted and said, "He's smart!"

Yu Ziqing rubbed his little head, "If he doesn't leave, what do you want to do?"

Sure enough, the children knew everything.

That's right, they are so smart, how could they not notice it?
Even if she never said it, they would definitely see some clues in the posts posted by so many people on the Internet.

Ke Xin interjected at the right time, "Mummy, it will be Teacher's Day in a few days, and we are going to prepare some gifts for the teachers."

Yu Ziqing was a little surprised, but Xin rarely paid attention to these things, and did not expect to be enlightened when she returned to China.

She laughed, "What small gifts do the other children plan to give?"

Can be said, "It's all flowers and greeting cards."

Yu Ziqing said, "Then we do the same?"

Cutie said, "We thought so too."

Successfully changed the topic, and did not let the eldest brother tell their plan.

He's old house.

He Kun sat at the main seat, looking at the photos of the three children on his mobile phone, and couldn't stop laughing happily.

The He family has a queen.

Unexpectedly, his grandson and daughter-in-law are quite powerful, and they gave birth to three at a time.

With that small nose, small mouth and big eyes, he didn't need to do a paternity test, he knew it must be a child of the He family.

The two little boys looked very much like He Xuanchen, and the little girl was exactly like the grandson's wife.

There is no doubt, this is their He family's baby.

Hearing movement at the gate, he immediately put on a face.

He Xuanchen walked up to him with a cold face, and sat opposite him without saying a word, "What do you want me to do?"

He Kun snorted, "How decent is it? You don't even call grandpa when you meet?"

He Kun is getting old, but he has always been strict with himself. Even in his own home, he always stands and sits.

His back was straightened, and he looked at the grandson who was even more proud than himself, with a complicated look on his face.

I don't know whether to be proud or have a headache.

His son is a waste material, let him down very much.

The grandson is very good, but too good, and he can't control it.

It's not that he wants to control his grandson like a puppet, but he just doesn't want to see the family get along coldly.

"Old Lu said, you made his granddaughter go abroad in anger, is there such a thing?"

He Xuanchen sat lazily on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said, "Forget it."

He Kun said, "I heard that on your birthday, you two went to the hospital to visit your sister together. What happened afterwards? I and your Grandpa Lu are brothers who are in charge. Even if you don't care about the face of our two old guys, you still have to care about it." See that girl is by your side, working hard as your secretary. After all these years, she has nothing to do to you, right? "

He Xuanchen looked indifferent, and said, "It's okay, she is really serious and responsible in her work."

He Kun asked, "Then what are you doing? I know you have no idea about her, but you don't have to deteriorate the relationship to this extent, right?"

He Xuanchen sighed, and said, "Old He, have you thought about a question?"

He Kun frowned, feeling that his grandson might have something serious to say.

Calling him Lao He is an honorific title for him, rounded up the same as calling him grandpa.

"What?" he asked.

He Xuanchen said, "Why do you think Lu Guangshen has achieved what he is today? What purpose did he have in sending his granddaughter to go abroad? He certainly didn't want to 'train' the younger generation like you."

He deliberately emphasized the word "exercise".

He Kun's old face changed, he coughed twice to ease his embarrassment, and softened his tone, "Xuan Chen, Grandpa..."

He Xuanchen didn't let him continue, "In short, you should avoid contacting the Lu family in the future."

He Kun said, "Old Lu really likes to be clever, but in the face of big right and wrong, he will definitely not make mistakes."

He Xuanchen looked at him solemnly, and asked, "Do you know who stole Grandpa Feng's painting? The three of you are friends of eight worshippers, and he actually stole the painting that Grandpa Feng is most proud of."

He Kun was shocked, "This? How is this possible? Have you found it?"

He Xuanchen said, "Do you know where you found that painting?"

He Kun asked with a stiff face, "Where is it?"

He Xuanchen said, "The mandala black market."

He Kun was even more shocked, and suddenly stood up from the sofa, "Extraterritorial? How is it possible? How did that painting get there?"

He Xuanchen said, "The first pot of gold he earned back then was in the black market of mandala outside the territory."

Datura black market is the largest and most hidden black market trading base in the world.

The common currency there is gold.

As long as there is gold, anything can be traded.

If both Lu Guangshen's father and grandson were involved in the mandala black market, then their background would not be so clean.