A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Sister Fang struggled to find the little fleshy fingers of the little bun from the sleeve of her sleeves, and straightened a little radish like a radish stick, and the little guy curled up again.

Before I said that Sister Fang laughed, "So is the old man. The name is Wen Yaozu, or Wen Xiongtao, who is a descendant of the Wen family, and the boy’s name should stand upright! I also said that the young master’s name is called Mrs. It’s too gentle and unpleasant. Madam is not happy."

An Guo suppressed a smile, "What about the nickname?"

Sister Fang covered her mouth with a panting smile, "Our grandfather was a young landlord. The old man grew up in the countryside and joined the army, but the simplicity and ruggedness in his bones has not changed. It is not that the child’s name is cheap and he lives long. I gave the young master a spring baby, saying that it was spring planting and autumn harvest, which had a good meaning. The lady almost didn't have heart palpitations at the time! The young master was so gloomy. Ha, when my young master was a child, didn't the master just name it Xiaofugui? The young master was in poor health when he was a child, and he was still silent when he was one or two years old. He was a little autistic. The master was anxious at that time."

"Who knows that after the young master went to preschool at the age of three, he was so dull that he scored a 100% in the exam. He was shocked to say that Mrs. An’s IQ was in place! Miss An, let me tell you that our young master was a child. What about the celebrities..."

An Guo listened quietly without saying a word.

I was fascinated by it, and his expression was changing with Sister Fang's vividness, and my heart was warm, and many strange emotions flowed through.

He was a child who looked like a fairy.

It's not much to come and go now, quiet, a little prince, a little autistic, melancholy and very smart.

It's no wonder that he has grown into the gentle and quiet appearance now.

Thirty years ago, it was in the 1990s when the green five-pointed star schoolbags were worn by Jiefang shoes.

That is the world he lives in.

When I was young, at least I had a big brother.

He was seven years away, but it seemed an era away.

An Guo felt that life was wonderful and wonderful, how could he have known him, and had a confused encounter to give birth to his child.

Chatting till noon, I haven't seen this person.

An Guo asked Sister Fang.

Sister Fang said that it is rare that there is no surgery on weekends, and the young master's life is also rich and can't take any time off, so she has to clean up the flower room early in the morning because there is no space during the day.

Since he was away, Ango decided to stay here until the afternoon.

I haven't seen my baby for many days, so I think so tightly that I don't want to separate for a moment.

...

Clear it at two o'clock in the afternoon.

It hasn't started business yet, but because the boss is here, the manager and the employees are very solemn.

Wen Jinhuai stopped and went in. He didn't ask the manager to prepare the single luxury bag on the third floor as usual, and said he would sit at the bar.

The manager watched his words and thoughts, and said to his heart that the boss didn't seem to be in a good mood.

There was a velvet chandelier at the bar. The man took off his slim jacket and had a pair of long legs. He was sitting on such a high chair with his legs on the ground. No matter what his posture, he looked handsome every minute. .

Especially the light is dim, making the person's edges and corners a little deeper, and the shadows are eloquent, only the lines of the jaw line are flowing.

He smoked by himself and did not let him pour.

After sitting for more than half an hour, the manager frowned when he came out to answer the phone at the door.

Sister Fang reported the situation on the phone: "Master, the old lady came suddenly, and Miss Ann walked through the back door in fright. I didn't have time to deal with it. Now the old lady and the young master are playing, I'm afraid I won't go back this afternoon. , Let me call you and ask you to come home for dinner."

This person's mind is all on the words that the woman ran away.

The eyebrows were a little heavy, he squinted and took a smoke, and licked his thin, cold-colored lips: "Look again, I didn't go back at seven in the evening. Remember to weigh the young master."

As soon as the mobile phone was put away, two cars, a white Cayenne and a black Audi, stopped on the roadside outside the bar.187 Novel www.187xs.com

Shen Mocheng, Xiao Yichen, and Jian Zhang Ke are all here.

Wen Jinhuai see one by one.

Walking in the front bowed his head and bowed his neck to handle mobile phone business.

The second man in the middle yawned for a long time, and at first glance he went to play cards all night.

In the end, the windy man in camouflage uniforms, pants and military boots had color on his face, and his thick eyebrows frowned, looking very gloomy.

Wen Jin raised his eyebrows to clear the peak of the eyebrows, and smiled as the three big men crossed him.

Shen Mocheng put away his mobile phone, took off his coat and carried it in his arms. This popular scene is the most popular. It will lower the air temperature when he stops. He turned his head and glanced around the bar, and smoked a cigarette from the gentle cigarette case. Caught between his slender fingers, Wen Jinhuai set him ablaze, and listened to him casually asking: "I thought that calling us over today is to see women."

Wen Jing can't speak.

Xiao Yichen yelled, "Oh, my fifth brother! Look at what woman you are, a married old man who is about to be a father again!"

Jian Zhang Ke knocked on the top of his head: "Mo Cheng is talking about being pregnant with the mouth, a fool."

"Ah...oh!" Xiao Yichen just reacted.

Jian Zhangke raised his leg and crossed the door. He suddenly squeezed his knees. The wound oozes blood instantly. He frowned and stretched his teeth, sharp eyes.

Wen Jinhuai straightened up in a leisurely manner, closed his hands, and clearly raised his eyebrows: "Making fun of me? Where are you going, where is it better for the witch to get her whole body?"

In the brief chapter, Ke was speechless, his handsome face was pale.

Xiao Yichen laughed at the front, pointing at the two: "One by one was asked to be stopped by a woman, that is, my little master..."

"Just you are a sister control."

"Sister control."

"Dead Girl Control."

The three brothers are rare, and they all speak in unison, all in a calm and calm tone.

Xiao Yichen: "..."

Three seconds later-

"Fifth brother! Fourth brother! I want to be pregnant! You...you...oh, you actually say that to me?!"

Wen Jin was lazy to deal with this person, disgusting that it has become a habit now, poured a glass of wine and pushed it over: "Isn't it?"

Xiao Yichen was depressed, bowed his head and drank.

Shen Mocheng glanced at the phone, afraid that his wife would call, and pushed aside after the black screen. The man was upright and strong, with his arms on the back of the chair. He hadn't drunk any wine. He half-closed his eyes and asked Wen Jinhuai: "My mother found it. How to do?"

Xiao Yichen interrupted: "Fifth brother, don't frown, you don't know, this woman who is pregnant with brother after sleeping is the little intern in his hospital. Brother Jinhuai had such a meaning to this girl, hehe."

Shen Mocheng really didn't know that there was still this, and he said concisely, "Just right, just marry."

Wen Jinhuai lowered his head and took a sip of wine, cold wine poured into his throat, and his whole body was refreshed for a while, and his voice followed Shen: "Not an obedient."

Shen Mocheng curled his lips. When the corner of his lips was curled up, this person looked at him with a ridicule, coldly, and said lightly: "Women don't just have those models," he glanced at him with dark dark eyes, and asked him: " The question is, sincerely, do you want to marry?"

The man's white and slender fingers held the wall of the cup, and he was quiet for a while.

Shen Mocheng knew the meaning, poured him wine, frowned and asked, "Do you need some help from brother?"

Wen Jinhuai shook his head, Mocheng's approach was too straightforward and cold, except for Shuang'er, which woman could stand it?

Xiao Yichen, forget it. As for Zhang Ke, besides knowing how to use a knife and shoot a gun to assassinate and fight, ask Zhang Ke to talk about love?