A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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Waited a long time.

She quietly tilted her head, alas!

I don't know what Mr. Wood is entangled with, his face is black and cold, he's not entangled yet!

Five boxes of gold and two-phase cultural relics, can't you get them?!

Wouldn't it be such a stingy person?

Without in-depth contact and not understanding the true face, if this family is so stingy in their bones, will she be sad in the future?!

I fell into the bitter wife mode in an instant, and all kinds of TVB classic plots that I had seen as a child emerged...

Looking up in a daze of fantasy, Jiang Zilin shook her head and curled her lips again. There was no way. Who made this lady look after.

Go over, lean down, snap your fingers!

The man’s deep and cold outline raised her eyebrows with cold eyes. She raised her eyebrows, "Oh! These are all cutscene, please! Mr. Jane, you really can’t get five boxes of gold. I secretly stuff you two boxes to make up for it My brother will never know that you can rest assured..."

"Are you really confused or foolish?"-Under the moonlight, the man seemed to mock but not mock, his voice low and dry.

She frowned.

Jian Zhangke stood up against the wall, bent one long leg against the heel of the wall, lowered his head and lit a cigarette. The man's eyes were colder than this night, and the coldness was not avoided by the smoke.

He looked at her directly, no matter how stunned her expression was, and said directly, "Jiang Zilin, if you don't understand the betrothal egg, I will make it clear. I, Jian Zhangke, will not marry you!"

Moonlight stayed on her pretty and delicate face, that vigorous face, and her expression, she frowned and said, "I don't know how to say it. I said you don't want to marry me!" Our Jiang family is not someone else’s family, and I, Jiang Zilin, is not even a secular and weak woman. I can afford to marry a man! It’s a ritual for both sides. We are all skin-to-kin, you are mine, and I am yours."

It's okay not to mention this.

Jian Zhang Ke tucked one corner of his lips, that sneer was a bit piercing, and he sneered at her, with a low voice without tenderness, "Is it interesting for you to talk about men and women on the face, chew and chew? Let my parents and grandma know that you think someone is backing up? On the island, you really didn't want me to succeed? You weren't happy? How grown-up, childish, like a man."

"Hey." Jiang Zilin said softly, but her slender fingers were fierce and pinched the man's sturdy jaw.

The moonlight is good, but it's not beautiful in her eyes.

The woman squinted her eyes faintly, and looked away for a while. The tall and slim figure approached him, forced him to talk very close, and she smiled: "Jian Zhangke, speaking to a girl like this is not good . Girl."

She didn't bother to say something clearly, so she was really hypocritical, and she was never that character.

Girl, she repeated it twice, hoping to savor this piece of wood.

With a flick of his fingers, the man's jaw was stressed and he leaned away.

She was cold and indifferent, her aura and figure were still elegant, and her fingers quietly grabbed his shirt button, and the sound came near and far away from his neck, "Jian Zhangke, this lady is just after you, if you like you Marry you. Is there any reason to take it back with the dowry gift? To marry or not to marry, you think carefully, I have not taken up the task recently, and you and I can get along slowly."

It's not so polite, the young lady of the Jiang family, in her bones, has no grievances.

"Good night." He tilted his head and glanced at him with a decent smile.17 Pen Fun Pavilion www.17sctxs.com

The man's facial features are heavy and cold, and his thin lips are drawn into a straight line in the night.

That doesn't scare her.

When she was quiet and serious, she was a thirty-two-year-old woman, she didn't walk awkwardly anymore, her tall, beaming figure, heroic and fierce, a few centimeters of black high-heeled, ding-dong, ding-dong, stepping firmly on the ground every step of the way And light, but it is loud and sound.

Jian Zhangke turned around, the man's eyes were serious and cold, and he said coldly: "Say it again, I won't get married, you give up as soon as possible."

The woman walked incessantly, unheard of, with her hands behind her, her index finger swayed, and she entered the house leisurely.

It’s okay. This time the “special mission” is a long and protracted battle. There is no mission that she can’t take, no man she can’t conquer. In the past, those who were to kill for money were ordered by Z. This time, it was for love.

In the coming days, it will be long, and she will be able to get into a piece of wood and make a fire!

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Jiang Zilin looked up after entering the house, and Mrs. Jian and grandma were waiting on the sofa in the living room.

Woman Yingning's honey face, soft lines, put on a smile.

Xiao Yun glanced at the girl's back. She didn't see her son. When the mother was worried about her son being hurt by the cold-blooded old man, she didn't forget the courtesy and thoughtfulness. First greeted Jiang Zilin: "Girl, come over for dinner, I came to our house in the afternoon and now take a bite Didn't you drink any water?"

Jiang Zilin smiled, staring at the home-cooked dishes with bright eyes, "Wow, did you make your own mom?"

"Ah," Xiao Yun still has some indigestion for this enthusiastic and sweet title. I don't know how to correct it at the moment. I will talk to Zhang Ke tomorrow.

Lead the girl to the bathroom, "I have prepared a new towel."

"thanks Mom!"

Xiao Yun followed behind, looking up at the girl's back, like a thin pole, half a head taller than her, with a bee waist, but the buttocks had plenty of shape, so it was easy to keep healthy!

Listening to her introduce herself, her father is an authentic Hongkonger, and her mother is a mixture of Mexico and Russia. Isn't she a mixture of three countries?

No wonder the pupils are amber, the figure is graceful, there is a faint Latin style between the eyebrows, and there is no lack of the noble and coldness of the white man.

She looks really good, no one in the circle is a mixed-race, but she is fresh.

When the girl washed her hands, Xiao Yun babbled, deliberately or unconsciously, explaining: "The previous two chiefs came in a hurry. I had arranged for the attendants in the Red Army Pavilion, but the two chiefs were in a hurry. The master blamed my wife for the poor reception. Ms. Jiang, you will meet with the two chiefs in the future to explain."

Jiang Zilin could understand and smiled in the mirror, "Why did my mother say that? I suddenly asked two uncles to frighten you. It was me who was abrupt. I will personally apologize to those two in the future. Mom, you did That’s great. The information says that you were a pretty lady when you were young. Marrying your father to do housework all these years and beyond, you are very famous in your circle. Don’t be humble because the Jian family is so good in your hands!"

Xiao Yun was taken aback, wiped his face, "How can it be as good as you said."

But in my heart, I was praised, really comfortable.

How much wrong she has suffered over the years, for the sake of Mu Qingzhang's balance, the old man in her own family knows that she doesn't care about the official accusation. Although the mother-in-law also loves herself, she still needs her son first.

Xiao Yun looked at Jiang Zilin carefully, this sweet and sensible appearance, not to mention that she was doing Zhangke's job, really can't tell!

She speaks, her manners are elegant, and her hand-washing steps are quite detailed. At first glance, it was made by a nobleman. It is estimated that her bathroom is much more luxurious than the traditional old guard like her own, but she doesn’t look at it with a wink. If you change to these squeamish ladies in city A, you must be disgusted.

You said that in such a big family, there is no arrogance, and the bite-by-mouth mother shouts loud and sweet.