A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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The man's long legs overlapped under the table, his posture was true, and the gentleman's expression on his face was polite, but faint, he didn't comment.

From An Guo's perspective, he caught a glimpse of the men's brows, which were not very dark, and they wrinkled invisibly.

The etiquette in his bones, and the demeanor of the real family prince, are now revealed.

Anguo lowered his head, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Just as he entered the door, he saw the anger erupting from his chest. At this moment, a little bit of anger disappeared inexplicably.

After all, Wang Jia is an old vixen for decades. Seeing that she is boring, she immediately changed the subject and greeted the servant: "Aunt Li, dinner is ready for dinner."

"Is it coincidentally that dinner will start as soon as I come? Aunt Li, please give me a pair of tableware." An Guo smiled and moved lightly.

At that table, the three of them looked up and saw her suddenly appearing like a ghost, and their faces became gloomy.

An Tao frowned, his tone more restrained than usual when there were no outsiders: "What are you doing here so late?"

An Guo smiled, "Dad, I'm going back to my own house for dinner."

Her eyes were big and full-shaped, and when filled with light, it seemed that the brilliance of the whole world was also in it, bright and dazzling.

An Tao put aside his face and snorted, as if his father was dissatisfied with his daughter: "It's rare to see you back once a year."

In front of the outsider Wen Jinhuai, An Tao picked himself up immediately, a little helpless, a little doting, and gave birth to a disobedient daughter.

Wang Jia stood up and gave An Tao a push, "What are you talking about, Guoguo finally came back with a strained face."

He smiled and turned his head kindly: "Listen to Xiaoxue saying that Guoguo is on duty today? Tired, sit down, I will give you the bowl of chopsticks, the house is deserted, and I hope you and Xiaoxue will come back for dinner. This is not today. Shao Wen is here too, it just happens to be lively."

Look, the queen of Oscars.

An Guo is not that it can't pretend.

I used to disdain, I felt nauseous and nauseous.

Today, in front of the person opposite, she didn’t want to lose herself. She laughed too, very well-behaved: "Thank you, mom!"

One name, Sister Wang stiffened.

An Tao's face was dark, and his serious illness was still unhealed, so he coughed as soon as he had a cold vein.

An Guo looked at him looking uneasy and stepped forward, "Dad, why are you discharged from the hospital? It is said that my mother and young mother take turns to take care of you. Which man in the world can enjoy this blessing? Unless the ancient emperor, you Tell me about you, why are you in a hurry to leave the hospital? Now, under the teaching and guidance of Teacher Wen, the hospital is getting back on track step by step."

An Guo turned his head and said slowly and quietly to the other side, "Ms. Wen, isn't it?"

The man raised his eyes and met An Guo with two clear eyes.

His eyes were dark and dark, filled with quiet swirling black, as if he was not trying hard, so he stared at her for two seconds, and then peeled off her skin until he could see through the bones.

He was probably bored watching this family tragedy scene.

An Guo condensed somehow, she put aside her gaze, and said cheerfully: "Tairen's future is full of hope! Dad, you should worry less about snacks and take care of your old age."

Had it not been for the big Buddha Wen Jinhuai sitting at home, An Tao would have slapped it with a slap.

This is what Anguo expected, so he was so comfortable and free to speak.

As soon as she appeared, she robbed the spotlight in a mess, setting off the presence of another girl who was supposed to be the protagonist.

An Xue bowed her head as a good girl, her hands under the table clenched tightly.

Wang Jia took the bowls and chopsticks and walked over, with a kind smile on her face, Xiaojia Biyu, with a virtuous look, "Guoguo is getting thinner recently. Eat more."

"I know mom, you care about me more than my mom." An Guo smiled slightly, her voice sweet.

Dinner begins in such an extremely harmonious atmosphere——

An Guo felt that he was still quite witty today.The first Chinese website www.sgzw.net

No slacker, fortunately, he took a look at the house.

She admired An Xue, and Wen Jinhuai was very busy during this time. He went abroad to participate in the operation, or Des Voeux had many operations scheduled for him.

An Xue could also find a chance to talk to him and invite him to dinner.

And also moved this person.

Could it be that the two of them carried her on their backs, and what she didn't know about Chen Cang?

Anguo was thinking about these things as she ate, a little lost.

When she came back to her senses, Wang Jia had already turned the topic back to her long-neglected daughter very casually: "Young Master Wen stood in his thirtieth, and he was formally prosperous. I heard that Old Man Wen and Mrs. Young Master Wen is worried about marriage. Poor parents in the world, don’t I also bear this heart for Xiaoxue. You young people just have to fight hard and become addicted to your career. You don’t realize it when you are old, and you have to worry about marriage. Worry about."

An Guo looked up at the reaction of the opposite person.

Faint, there is no response.

She noticed the way he was eating, and An Guo thought of the immortal, who was independent and indifferent to the fireworks in the fairy-xia novel.

Under the light, this person's side face is clean and dusty, and his hands are very beautiful, so the posture of picking up the chopsticks is not the same as everyone else, holding the middle section of the chopsticks, the standard posture for writing calligraphy.

Looking at it, An Guo especially wanted to learn, and it was tickling.

The man lowered his eyes, as if he had eaten, as if he had not eaten, and could not hear any sound.

How can one eat alone without making a sound?

An Guo has also taken a class of lady ladies since childhood, no matter how careful you are, there will inevitably be subtle noises when chewing and drinking soup.

He didn't, Er Ya Jun, Sven reached a clean and harsh state.

An Guo looked down, blushing and thinking about that night again.

If he is not like a man in seven/six/sex/desire, and does not do that, he is the spiritual banter.

It happened that such a clean man, he would do that, and he would breathe/gasp/wheeze, and when he got there, he would sigh contentedly on her body, and his sex/feeling was low.

"Wen Shao shows a talent, is there no girl I like in my heart now?"

Wang Jia that can't be killed.

Anguo's face was expressionless, her ears cocked.

"No, Mrs. Xu."

The person opposite spoke gently, without explaining his attitude.

No?

Zeng Weiwei said that he had a sincere relationship with the same sex.

Is it an error?

Wang Jia took a sip of the soup, punched her face without knowing how many rejuvenation needles, and smiled creases, and whispered: "Oh, is this generally the case now? We Xiaoxue, twenty-five years old, watching She is left, and she is single..."

It doesn’t have to be so obvious to take the red line.

An Guo wanted to laugh. He swallowed a string bean and looked up without rushing, seemingly surprised: "Mother, didn't Gu Ting and Xiaoxue officially start dating? I just heard about it when I returned to China. what."

She blinked her innocent eyes: "I also congratulate Gu Ting for coming."

How heartless must she be to say this?

But now she is also willing to go.

Who is crueler than?