The wealthy wife is very charming!

50: I can't lose you, but why should she be arranged by him?Is he going to use all his official tricks on her now?Since it is destined not to be head-to-head, let's act.

"Azhao, I don't like Indian food."

Jiang Zhao pulled up the back of Duo'er's hand, put it on his lips, kissed it lightly, then wrapped his hands around his chin and gently rubbed it against his chin. Duo'er was almost dizzy by him, but when he took a closer look, The light in his eyes is naked-naked cunning.

When he looked at Duo'er and smiled, he intentionally carried a tantalizing energy, which made Duo'er tremble.The tone of his speech seemed to be infinitely pampering and tolerant to his little lover, and he was extremely considerate, "But I like to eat. But don't worry, since you like to eat Malatang, I will ask someone to pack a copy for you and take it there. If you say one serving, if you want to eat ten or one hundred servings, I will have someone deliver it to you."

Duo'er is already bleeding internally from anger, go to a high-end place like Taj to eat Indian food, and pack a Mala Tang for her?What is this like?Like what?One hundred copies?Did he want to eat her to death?

Thanks to him for figuring it out!

Ahhhhh!This BT madman!

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"Excuse me, did you see a girl, very beautiful, wearing a white ankle-length skirt, two braids, dyed yellow maroon, so tall..."

"Please ask, did you see a girl running over there..."

When the boy came back to his senses, the clouds around him had been blown away by the wind. He asked and gestured to everyone he saw, and even asked several people, but he didn't know that he didn't express clearly.Or if no one else had seen it before, he couldn't believe that this person just disappeared like this.

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The decoration of a high-end Indian restaurant is far more impactful than the taste of the dishes. I always feel that I have entered a house made of gold, where everything is golden and gorgeous.

Sitting in the seat, Duo'er looked at the packaged Malatang in front of her, and then watched Jiang Zhao's elegant movements chewing slowly, and felt that this meal was really like a year.

Jiang Zhao seemed to see Duo'er accidentally, and asked, "Why don't you eat it? Is this Malatang bad? Or tell me the address, and I'll send someone to buy it."

Duo'er stared at Jiang Zhao resentfully, stared once, stared twice, stared three times, stared at whoever was pregnant with twins!

"Come, come here."

The table was a big round table, and Duo'er and Jiang Zhao were separated by a Milky Way like a Cowherd and a Weaver Girl. At this time, Jiang Zhao waved to her, and he obediently went over to her.

Jiang Zhao wiped the corners of his mouth gently with the napkin in front of him. Before Duo'er could sit down, he pulled her to sit on his lap and hugged her.

His chin was on her shoulder, and he said in a tone like coaxing a child, "The taste of Mala Tang is not so good today, why don't we eat some Indian food?"

Duo'er bit her lip, this bitch!

The man held her in his arms like this, put on disposable gloves, peeled off the delicious meat of grilled prawns on the iron plate, and fed them into her mouth, "Will it be spicy?"

Duo'er enjoyed eating with relish, "No." Afraid that this kind of treatment is rare, he pointed at the curry crab, "Dip in some curry."

Hugging the woman to peel the shrimp, Jiang Zhao's movements were not affected at all. He dipped the peeled grilled shrimp meat into the curry, fed it into the woman's mouth, and said slowly, "I found a new one for your brother. If you agree to the school he ordered, help him transfer to another school. Since you followed me, I can't lose you."

"..." Does this count as following him?Is he addicted to sleep?

The shrimp in Duo'er's mouth couldn't be swallowed, so Jiang Zhao picked up the water glass in front of him again, fed her water, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "For your father's business, you can't go to those who know the dark world too much." Old Youtiao, the more powerful the person, the less likely to meddle. Let me give you a clue, a girl who is still a sophomore in the School of Communication... Do you understand 'newborn calves are not afraid of tigers'?"