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!Jiang Cheng regained his senses, the man's delicate brow bones loomed deep and vicissitudes of life. Those few head-up lines made him so sexy all the time. He turned his eyes away and walked to the sofa to sit down.

Ah Ling walked slowly and his body became heavy. She didn't dare to take the child in her belly anymore.

Taking the Yunwu Tea brought by the servant, he walked over and gently lifted the lid with his eyes down, "Just brewed."

The man's eyes were dark, and he looked over quietly, he could smell the tea.

The question is, what does she want to do?

He hasn't received this kind of treatment once in ten years.

A Ling lowered his eyes, "You drink it."

This person did not move, and the two faced each other. The man's well-knotted, rough and big hand stretched out and held it. One hand was cold. He stared at her slapped face and her ice hand.

A twitch.

Aling sat on his lap, and when he was about to kiss him, Aling pressed his face, his breathing was rapid, and he sniffed her fiercely, like having a beautiful dream. Today, returning to her at the best time, Smile at him, give him tea, talk to him.

But her eyelashes were low and she was still dead.

"My body is not good, you find someone else."

He kept silent and stopped moving.

A Ling came down and sat next to him. He couldn't see the gloomy face, and his voice calmly said something, "It's okay to call you, Zilin has troubles, it's her concern. I quarreled with you. I won’t look for you if I have a thin face. If you have time to talk to her.

She had nothing else to say, so she was quiet and closed her mouth.

The air is cold, sitting side by side on the sofa, there is nothing to say.

Jiang Cheng stared blankly at the wall-mounted TV on the opposite side. The screen was dark, and his eyes were filled with dark eyes.

After the tea was cold, he picked up the car key and got up, the door rang crisply.

After a long time, Ah Ling moved, his face pale and exhausted, he leaned back on the sofa, breathing lightly, and closed his eyes.

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Jian Zhangke was forced to stay for a month by his family's Lafayette using all his methods.

Unbearable, this time the old lady was crying and cheating and it was useless. He set a date and went back to Switzerland immediately.

For a month or so, after seeing thirteen girls, Jian Zhangke vomited blood in his heart. Fortunately, the last few days were safe. The old lady didn't want to offend her grandson too harshly. What if she doesn't come back after going out this time.

Two days of ease, the comfort that Jian Zhangke had.

When I came back that day, I packed my luggage and found something wrong in the living room. The old man was there, the cousin was there, and the old man's retired close friends were also there.

Everyone's face was solemn, and his mother Xiao Yun sighed and sat aside.

Jian Zhang Ke took off the sheepskin gloves and looked over one by one, "What's the matter?"

Old man Jian sullen his face and said nothing, and a group of old men in Chinese tunic suits did not say anything.

Xiao Yun glanced at his son who was wringing eyebrows, stood up and dragged his son aside, Mr. Jane shouted over there, "Don't talk to you, tell him what to do. How long has he cared about this family event."

"Zhang Ke, don't listen, he just complains about you, he is reluctant to go to Switzerland."

Jian Zhang Ke has been at odds with his old man for a long time, and it doesn't matter, "What the hell is going on." Jin Yong Chinese www.jyebook.com

"Hey, it's not yet certain. The upper part seems to be staring at our house. The commissioner went to the military area today. Your dad has retired but his status is still there. Adjusting your dad's biographical information and the list of our family's personnel is such a big deal. Son, it’s not an order from the head, who dares to execute it?"

Jian Zhang Ke frowned, thought about it, and steadied his mother, "Didn't you say that you are not sure? Mom, don't think about it, I will ask."

Xiao Yun nodded, saw his son turn around, and grabbed him again: "Your brother has been alarmed, and your dad called."

Kan Zhang Ke was expressionless and noncommittal, putting on his coat and going out.

You can't find out anything by inquiring before you know the matter of catching the wind and catching shadows.

Kan Zhang Ke ran to the military area overnight. The son of the current commander was in the same year as him. He graduated from a primary school, and it is no problem to meet each other regardless of the level of friendship.

The man was so cool and took him to meet his father.

In Commander Zhang’s study room, Jian Zhangke was told truthfully: “When the commissioner came, he didn’t tell me much, so he adjusted all your dad’s information and ordered me to prepare your files and take them away. Zhang Ke , If you want your uncle to say whether it is good or bad, uncle can’t make the assertion. The black faces of those supervision departments can’t tell.

After Ke Xie's leaflet was passed, he came out of the military area, knowing that it might have spread all over the military area.

My father has a bad temper, but I don't need to doubt that he is righteous all his life. I am afraid that he will be persecuted in secret.

He smoked a few cigarettes in the car and sat down for a while when he returned home. It was dawn.

In the morning, the house was cold, no one spoke, and the servants made breakfast in the kitchen very quietly.

Jian Zhangke washed her face, changed her shirt and went downstairs. Grandma sat on the sofa and curled her wool. She looked up and saw her grandson. Tears burst into her eyes when she opened her mouth.

"Grandma." Kan Zhang Ke Shen eyebrows.

Walked over: "Who told you to make you worry, the father's position is not broken when he is broken, and what is the purpose of the above is not known, maybe it is to give the old man the official title again, don't scare yourself."

"Adjust the personnel data of our family, and monitor that set of grandma's familiarity. This is the procedure." The old man bowed his head and cursed: "The house of Li Zhengwei next door, and Director Sun over there, who is not whispering, these chewing tongues!"

This is the case with the human heart facing the back. He got up and turned to light a cigarette, holding the cigarette between his fingers and pressing the middle of his eyebrows, his face was cold and lost in thought.

Did not eat breakfast, hurried out.

I didn't touch the ground all day, and I found all the relevant departments that I could find.

As the night fell, Jian Zhangke returned to the car, closed his eyes and remembered a middle-level leader sent by the relevant department to meet him, chatting around, and basically no effective information.

It is estimated that the local department of City A really doesn't know, and the central government directly came down.

As he drove home, his expression became heavy. If the news was completely blocked, it would be so obscure that something would really happen.

The alley into the government compound was blocked by the crowd.

In early winter, it was dark and early. At this time, thousands of houses were lighted up, and the neighbors were not cooking and cooking. They were all surrounded by the walls of his yard.

Jian Zhang Ke frowned, the flame was turned off in the middle of the road, and he forgot to take his coat, a thin white shirt, and when he got off the car with long legs, he strode away from the crowd.

The wife of the neighbour director met him, "Second Young Master, you hurried forward, a car came outside your house."

Seeing her look vague, bright and dark, Kan Zhang Ke knew that she might be unusual.

Striding forward in three or two steps, he stretched his arms out to look at the lively children, he looked over, his eyebrows were a bit awkward under the street light, and he was still frozen.

From the wall to the copper gate of the courtyard, there were all red-flag cars parked, one of five. Jian Zhang Ke swept through the special Beijing-character license plates, and his steps were sinking. When he walked to the steps in front of his house, there were three or two white cars, headed by them. The car of a certain administrative region is mirrored.

Jian Zhang Ke's eyebrows twisted, confused.

The heartbeat was violent and unthinkable.