Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"Boss, I think you are sick! And you are very sick!"

Thinking that he was leaving, Ya Quan ignored it.

Anyway, through the phone, the boss can't help it anymore.

He didn't understand.

The boss and Luo Yangyang have been together for more than a year.

The love period should have passed long ago.

How come I still get tired and crooked every day.

Even if you stay alone, that's all night.

Look, he has been single for more than 20 years, and he can still be dead without a woman holding him to sleep all night!

"Fuck off!"

The instructions that the Fengsheng wanted to deliver had already been told to Ya Quan, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense anymore and just died.

"You won't let me go, I will go too."

Yaquan murmured, and immediately put away the phone.

When he turned to look at Serena, his eyes suddenly straightened.

She was wearing a short pale pink cheongsam, and her shiny white snowy skin contrasted with the embroidered peach blossoms, so stunning that she couldn't look away.

"Does it look good?"

Serena's big wavy blond hair draped randomly behind her, and when Yaquan finally looked at her, she asked anxiously.

She likes cheongsam very much, but like many Chinese people, she feels that only Chinese people can best wear the charm of cheongsam.

She is relatively tall and has no black hair. She is worried that she will be nondescript in cheongsam.

I really like this cheongsam, so after hesitating for a long time, she decided to wear it out for Ya Quan to see.

Under the dazzling light of the counter, Yaquan's glasses glowed, piercing his eyes a little.

After reducing his dull look, he coughed lightly, pretending to be calm and said:

"good looking."

"really?"

Serena, who was admired, smiled instantly like a child.

"Really."

Yaquan nodded seriously.

Serena looks pretty in her own way, she looks good in everything she wears, how could she not look good?

Seeing Serena and Yaquan like this, it seemed that they only looked at each other, and the clerk was embarrassed to disturb them.

"I really like this cheongsam, did you buy it?"

Serena smiled shyly, unable to hide her excitement.

"buy."

Yaquan nodded seriously again.

Good-looking is good-looking, that is...

Intentionally or unintentionally, his gaze rolled twice on Serena's exposed white legs.

Before seeing other women wearing cheongsam, in his eyes only cheongsam and the woman's temperament do not match.

But now, for the first time, he felt that the skirt of the short cheongsam was a bit too short.

While Serena was going to change her cheongsam, Yaquan went to buy the order and sent her clothes to the canonized private villa.

Serena took Ya Quan's hand and walked out of the counter: "Ya Quan, are you tired?"

He hasn't spoken much, as if she is the only one who is happy.

"No, I rarely go shopping, I don't know what advice I should give you."

Facing Serena's worried and self-blaming eyes, Ya Quan completely forgot. He was still talking to Feng Sheng about tired shopping.

Serena asks him every time she tries on a dress. It's not that he doesn't want to be asked.

It's just that, he is not a woman, there are so many kinds of women's clothes that he dazzles him.

For a man like him who is used to wearing a suit every day, in fact, Serena wears nothing in his opinion.

The only thing that made him shine was the cheongsam just now.

What other long skirts, short skirts, red, blue, made him deeply doubt that there is a problem with his aesthetic ability, because it looks really the same.

"what happened?"

The two were walking in the mall, but Ya Quan suddenly stopped and fixed his eyes on one spot. His appearance aroused Serena's curiosity.