His Wife Calls The Shots

Qian Mian didn't talk.

Qian Ru glanced at his temperature, which was normal.

Just like: "Although I can't see how far his affection for you is, it must be interesting. This is not a good thing for you to find Feng Wei information."

Qian Miao glanced at him, pure white eyes, with unkindness.

Qian Ru risked being shaken by the girl and said, "Beauty tricks."

Qian Miao raised his eyes: "You are shameless."

Qian Ru joked: "Why, don't you want to use his feelings? Not much like you."

Qian Miao stood up and said, "I will take care of this by myself, so don't worry."

"I'll prescribe some medicine for you to take it back, otherwise, I won't stop seeing him like this."

After thinking about it, Qian felt reasonable, but did not immediately refuse.

Qian Ru typed words into the computer while saying: "Since he is so useful, I think you might consider marrying him, it's more useful than taking painkillers."

Just after that, he felt the girl's sharp eyes.

Qian Ru smiled: "Okay, uncle can't do it."

At this moment, Feng Xian opened the door and came in, his face indifferent: "How?"

Qian Rudao: "It's no problem, just take some medicine, and keep warm at ordinary times."

After he finished, he asked Fengxian seemingly casually: "President Feng, take the liberty to ask you, have you been in the habit of taking medicinal baths for a long time?"

Feng Xian's eyes were faint, his sharp eyes looked at Qian Ru for a while, and only said: "No Sakura"

Qian Ru sighed, nodded, and said: "It's okay to be miserable, just go down and get a medicine."

On the way back, Feng Xuan answered the phone. It was from the master of my mother.

There was no accident, but I was asking about Tang Qianyan's situation.

Feng Xian handed the phone directly to Qian Yan.

Qianmiao was squinting her eyes, and suddenly felt the warm body pressed against her ears.

That is the remaining warmth on his body.

She glanced at him, held the phone, and said a few words to Qiao Shiwan.

Qiao Shiwan heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that she was all right.

When Qianmian thought she was going to end the phone call, she heard her saying, "Miaomian, if it's convenient, go and buy something for Aunt Wan, and ask your brother Xian to carry things. It's time for the night market, which is just right. "

Qian Miao responded with one mouthful.

It's easy to take the list to buy things.

When Feng Xian heard this, he glanced at the nearby department store.

He thought for a while, then looked for the parking lot and parked the car.

Qian Mian opened the door and got out of the car, and glanced down at the shopping list Qiao Shiwan had just sent her.

There was a lot of stuff, and after three seconds, the name was printed in her mind.

Just about to put down the phone, she suddenly found out that she was wearing a formal dress.

The next second, his back warmed.

Feng Xian draped her coat over her, and squeezed it toward the center.

She just needed a pocket mobile phone, so she took the gloves in. It was a bit big, but it didn't affect her walking.

Fortunately, the dress is also a trousers design. After putting on the jacket, it does not look very obtrusive.

Feng Xian took off his coat and wore a light coffee-colored waistcoat with matching shirts inside. The exquisite tailoring outlines his tall and slender figure, exuding a sense of abstinence.

Qianmiao walked straight into the mall, and suddenly, his hand was held by him.

The warm fingertips pressed against her palms, a little itchy.

She faintly withdrew her hand, "What?"

Feng Xian glanced at the restaurant next to the mall entrance: "Take something, and then take the medicine."

Qian Mian looked at him and said, "You are so annoying."

It is not the first time Feng Xian has been spit out by her, and she has been able to accept it well, "If you know I'm annoying, just behave."