Mr. Dior

"Put me down!" No matter how Jiao Qi struggled, Zhang Chenfei refused to let go.Carried him all the way down the stairs, and spanked him on his shoulder if he dared to move.

"I'll get out of the elevator in a while, and they're all guys from your foreign firm. You don't want them to see you being carried by me, do you?" Zhang Diao put down the little wife on his shoulders, and hugged him horizontally again.

The [-] boxes of accessories were still piled up in the lobby, and Vice President Liang was instructing several employees to move the things to the trolleys in the warehouse.Seeing Mr. Zhang approaching with his own president in his arms, everyone stopped what they were doing and stared blankly.

Jiao Qi had no choice but to bury his face in Lao Gong's arms and pretend to be asleep.

"Mr. Zhang really loves people, and he is not willing to wake up the president just by taking these two steps."

"Hey, other people's old Gong never let me down."

Zhang Chenfei carried the snatched daughter-in-law into the car with his head held high, and told the driver to go to the mansion where he usually lives.

"Go to the apartment, right?" Shi Fei's driver has a super understanding ability, with the function of automatically correcting the place name, and directly starts the car to go to the apartment in the city center.

With the driver around, Jiao Qi couldn't ask any questions, so he could only squeeze in the back seat with Zhang Chenfei.The reason why it is said to be crowded is that Zhang Diao didn't let go of his hands all the way, and insisted on letting him sit on his lap.

Jiao Qi couldn't help but leaned on Lao Gong and tapped his brain, asking Annie to analyze the situation, what kind of script this was.

Annie: According to special terms such as "gun barrel", "foreign firm" and "Laozi", the classification results of search novels are as follows,

"Back to the Republic of China to open foreign trade"

"The Troubled Times of the Republic of China: The Concubine of the Warlord"

"Staying Into the Bandit's Nest: The Domineering Bandit Falls in Love with Me"

"Comprehensive Analysis of the Tao Te Ching"

"..." This should have nothing to do with the sage Laozi who wrote the "Tao Te Ching", so is it a bandit or a warlord?Pointing a gun at the father-in-law's head and robbing his daughter-in-law should be bandits, right?Jiao Qi looked up at his old Gong.

"What are you looking at?" Feeling the little wife in his arms looking at him, Zhang Chenfei smiled and lowered his head, pinched his fair chin and took a bite. People swallowed it in one gulp.

The young master of the Jiao family is really fresh and delicious, it is worthwhile for him to waste so much effort to grab it back.

"You..." Jiao Qi glanced at the driver in the front row, leaned into Zhang Chenfei's ear and whispered, "Are you a bandit?"

"Hahahaha, it used to be," Zhang Chenfei bared his white teeth, and couldn't help but kiss Young Master Jiao's face again, "It's not anymore."

When they reached the place during the conversation, the driver got out of the car and opened the door. Zhang Chenfei got out of the car first, and stretched out his hand to let Xiaojiao's wife into his arms.

"I'll go by myself." Jiao Qi slapped his hands away to jump off, but was caught by a pair of strong arms and hugged him again.

"That can't be done. You're newly married today. You can't touch the ground with your feet before entering the door." Zhang Diao laughed, and carried his little wife into the elevator.

The driver shrugged his shoulders and drove the car into the underground garage.The old man and the old man are still so good at playing, and there is only the pair of the president.The driver who has played the role of a mafia boy is fearless, and plans to go back and send a message to share with Qiangzi later.

High-end apartments, one apartment per elevator.Basically, he would never meet his neighbors, so Jiao Qi just let him go.

"Who the hell are you?" Jiao Qi put his arms around his neck, trying to relieve Lao Gong's burden, so as not to strain his arm after hugging him for a long time.

Sensing the uneasiness of the young master in his arms, Zhang Chenfei frowned slightly. He, Zhang Dadao, had been a bandit for many years, and the banditry on his body still couldn't be washed away, which frightened his little wife for no reason: "You just came back from overseas, and you don't recognize me. Don't worry, don't you?" A bandit who robs food and people, I brought you home, but the matchmaker is marrying you."

Enter the door, carry him directly to the bedroom upstairs, and throw him on the bed covered with thick velvet cushions.

Jiao Qi suddenly found that the decoration of the house had changed again. The big water bed was gone, replaced by an old-fashioned bed with iron railings.The head of the bed is made of white wrought iron, and the square-shaped bed is covered with a bright red sheet and quilt. It is estimated that it was changed by the aunt in the afternoon.

Zhang Chenfei tore off his tie and threw it aside. He wanted to pounce on him and go to sleep, but he was afraid of scaring the young master, so he could only sit on the side of the bed patiently and introduce himself first: "My name is Zhang Chenfei, and my nickname is Zhang Dacock. You should know this, right? The thirteen provinces in East China are now Lao Tzu's territory, and you will be Marshal Zhang's wife in the future."

Therefore, he is a warlord who was born as a bandit.Jiao Qi summed it up silently, and suddenly felt wrong: "How can there be thirteen provinces in East China?"

"You have stayed abroad for many years, and you don't know the current situation in China." Marshal Zhang unbuttoned two buttons on his collar, "I, Zhang Chenfei, am the largest warlord in China, and my army is famous all over the world."

"What army?"

"Diaojun." Dashuai Zhang said quite proudly.

"……Fine."

Seeing that Young Master Jiao was no longer afraid, but began to worship him faintly, Marshal Zhang was very satisfied, and went downstairs to cook for Xiaojiao's wife.

He is no longer the bandit who relied on beatings to marry his wife. He is the king of the thirteen provinces in East China, and the commander in command of a million-dollar army.If it wasn't for the eagerness to marry someone back home, the Jiao family wouldn't dare to disagree even if they walked around with three letters and six rituals.

Jiao Qi changed into his home clothes and went downstairs, poured some dog food for Guangzong, took out his computer and looked through the email Zhang Chenfei replied today.

The emails before three o'clock in the afternoon are all normal, but the few emails before the end of get off work are a little bit wrong.The overall direction is right, just the tone...

[President Zhang Chenfei: What kind of shit did you do, go back and redo it!If you hand over this kind of thing again, you will be killed directly. 】

"..." The email has already been sent, and there is nothing to fix it. Fortunately, there is indeed a problem with the business plan, and the department that submitted it over there has a guilty conscience and dare not express any opinions.

"Boom" A small plate was put on hand, and the handsome man in a small apron had a serious face: "We have to wait for a while, let's eat some foreign fruit first."

There were a few small biscuits and a small cake on the plate, which were from the dessert shop that Jiao Qi likes to eat.

"We are busy with military affairs on weekdays. We live in this mansion, and there is an old lady who cleans it. If you are not used to living here, I will take you back to the mansion later. There are servants there." Marshal Zhang made four dishes and one soup and served them, indicating The little wife eats quickly, "This is my craft when I was a bandit. I don't know if you, a delicate young master, can get used to it."

Of course I am used to it, I have eaten it for so many years.

Jiao Qi picked up the bowl and ate sweetly mouthful.

Seeing that his little wife likes to eat, Zhang Dashuai was very happy, with a look of self-importance on his face, and gave him a big fish with chopsticks: "Eat more, so strong, so that I won't be fainted by me on the wedding night." bed."

"Ahem..." Jiao Qi choked on a mouthful of soup, and raised his eyes to stare at him.

"Hehe, do you know what I'm talking about? Tsk, that's right, the foreigners have everything there, and our young master must also understand." Zhang Chenfei winked and said.

Jiao Qi kicked him under the table: "Eat well."

"You dare to kick me!" Zhang Dashuai changed his face instantly, "In the thirteen provinces of East China, the grass on the grave of the person who dared to kick my Zhang Dacock's calf is now three feet high!"

Jiao Qi kicked him again.

"...You are really capable," the warlord gritted his teeth and put a piece of ribs in the bowl of the little wife, "Kick it, I will remember it, and you will cry every day!"

The eldest young master of a scholarly family who came back from abroad had nothing to do with vulgar bandit warlords.Jiao Qi took a deep breath and asked Annie to play some music to block those foul words.

Anne, who fit the occasion, connected the stereo in the living room and played an old song of the Republic of China with phonograph quality:

if there was not you

日子 怎么 过

my heart is broken

I can't do anything

……

There is no way this home can stay.

Dashuai Zhang listened with great interest, and seeing his wife was full, he pulled him up and danced two steps next to each other.

"Xiaxiaoshi, I can get rid of my arms and do it later, huh?" Zhang Chenfei put his arms around his little wife, swaying back and forth in the living room without any rules.

"You went to see my father today?" Jiao Qi was held too tightly by him, so he could only sway on his shoulders.Seeing the two moving back and forth in the living room, the little golden retriever jumped up and down excitedly around its owner.

"Why did I meet him today? It was agreed a few days ago. Why, he didn't tell you?" Marshal Zhang sneered, presumably because the old man Jiao couldn't open his mouth. No face to say.

These days, it is rare to marry a male wife, let alone the man who ruled the thirteen provinces in East China, who can scare people to death.

It's better if he didn't look for it today, Jiao Qi heaved a sigh of relief, he was afraid that this guy would lose his mind and run to the scorching sun to yell at the old man.

After shaking for a while, the quick-tempered warlord became impatient.Picking up the fragrant and soft Young Master Jiao, he strode upstairs, threw him into the velvet quilt, and unhurriedly unbuttoned his shirt.

"What else?" Jiao Qi propped himself up and sat up.

"Sleep with you." The shirt was unbuttoned but not taken off, half covered, the handsome handsome man climbed onto the bed, turned the little wife over and held her down.

"It's only what time, I haven't finished reading the email yet, wait a minute, uh..." Jiao Qi struggled to push him away, but just as he sat up, he grabbed his pajamas and pulled him into his arms.

"Wait a minute, hehe, I'll do it if I want to. No one has ever dared to tell me to wait!" His eyes gradually became dangerous, and Zhang Dashuai, who had run out of patience, showed his ferocious true face, and tore open his little wife's body. Nightgown, "When I, Zhang Dacock, was a bandit, the number of men and women I spoiled was counted on the top of the mountain, and there were no less than twenty of them who died just playing. You'd better be obedient, so as not to suffer."

Jiao Qi looked at him indifferently: "Really, who have you spoiled?"

"How can I remember those playthings?" Seeing that his little wife was unhappy, Zhang Chenfei immediately changed his words, and secretly reflected that this was his wife in the house, and he couldn't be abused, so he coaxed again patiently, "Okay, no To scare you, I married you because I like you. If I am satisfied, I will not marry my concubine, only you."

"You still want to marry your aunt?"

"Isn't it normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines? If you don't behave well and make me hungry, I will marry ten or eight concubines and come back to compete with you to be jealous." The man who ruled the thirteen provinces was triumphant.

"Then I really can't afford to take care of you," Jiao Qi re-tied his clothes expressionlessly, and threw him out of the bedroom by the handsome man's ear, "Go to sleep with your aunt."

The author has something to say: the lyrics in this article come from the song "If there is no you" in the period of the Republic of China