His Wife Calls The Shots

Qianmiao walked back slowly, looking down at his feet, suddenly, a pair of men's leather shoes appeared in front of him.

Before she raised her head, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she looked at the man in front of her.

Feng Xian is holding a pretty thick stack of ordered documents. The cover says "Next Volume". It is a new chapter that he wrote for a day. Then he continued to write the ones he wrote last night. It was just finished. I took it out and didn't want her to wait.

Just about to speak, but seeing the fatigue in her eyes, she was taken aback for a while, drew her hair with her hand, and asked gently, "What did Grandpa tell you?"

Qian Miao smiled, a little tired.

"Borrow it."

She didn't speak, she leaned over, wrapped her hands around his waist, and hugged them lightly. With his face resting on his shoulders, his eyes closed peacefully, like a sleeping human elf.

After the man was surprised, his eyes showed a warm and tolerant smile, and his hand gently rubbed her head.

"Is Grandpa wronged you?" He asked softly.

Qian Miao let go of him, raised his head and asked him, "I look like I've been wronged?"

"I feel wronged." He lowered his head and looked into her eyes: "Look, I'm going to cry."

Qian Mi squinted: "I didn't even cry when you cried."

"Tell me, what did Grandpa tell you?" He said softly, a little coaxing the child.

Qianmiao opened his eyes, and walked forward, lightly and quietly: "Secret."

After all, he took a new chapter in his arms and read: "Is this speed going to end tomorrow?"

"Miscellaneous, don't change the subject, what did Grandpa tell you?"

"Everything is a secret, don't ask." There was a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, which made people think that the secret was very beautiful.

He smiled and didn't ask her again.

"It's not over yet." He returned to her question just now, "I really want to know, I can tell you about it, just as a bedtime story."

In the second half of the sentence, he was joking.

"Okay, let's start tonight," she said.

Surprised joy appeared in the man's eyes.

"Speaking on the phone." She added.

The man smiled and said, "Are you afraid that I would eat you?"

"Afraid that I would eat you." Qian Miao repeated his words, affirmatively.

The Yun family, after dinner, the old lady sent the Tong family to the door, and after that, she went upstairs happily.

When I reached the stairs, I ran into Yunguan who hurried downstairs.

"It's so late, where are you going?"

"Uh, let me go out for a while!" Yun Guan's face was guilty, and without even looking at his mother, he quickly went downstairs.

After arriving in the garage, his cell phone rang.

He looked around before picking it up and picking it up.

"Husband, do you want to come here anymore?" A soft female voice came, his body crunching to his bones.

"Oh, I'm already on the road. There is a party at home tonight. Haven't I told you before? Hey, I'll be there soon."

As soon as the phone hung up, he went to pull the car door.

"Husband."

A cold sweat broke out.

He looked up and saw his wife on the balcony on the second floor. His heart immediately jumped to his throat!

The wife is suspicious: "Isn't that the customer is in a hurry? Why are you still here?"

His stiff smile suddenly loosened: "Well, I'm going now, I'm going now!"

Inside the old lady's room.

The old lady sat by the bed, looked at the photo of her deceased wife and said with a smile: "Now it's all right, the Yun family can turn over. You are here to bless our son to make the Yun family bigger."

After speaking, she put the photo in place, opened the drawer, and suddenly, she was attracted by a box.

She took it out, opened it curiously, and saw a stack of letters.

"Where did these come from?"

Curiosity opened one, and her calm face was suddenly shocked, as if seeing a scourge, she waved the entire box open at once.

(Review of the previous article: The heroine asked him the same question when he confessed: Would you like to die for her.)