A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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Wang Jia's face froze uncontrollably, and the person on the other side seemed to be interested in delivering a deep and shallow look.

Wang Jia was even more embarrassed. Hehe laughed and cursed at her daughter: "Xiaoxue, is your sister telling the truth? You girl, hiding from your mother?"

An Xue's eyes were cold and cold, and a dinner she had originally imagined was the rapid development of Wen Jinhuai.

Being disturbed by this bitch An Guo made her want to throw chopsticks and lift the table!

I had to put down my spoon, sat upright, raised his misty eyes, looked straight at the handsome man opposite, and sang along with Wang Jia: "My sister is talking nonsense. Gu Ting and I don't have a lot of trouble. But sister is not. Have you always liked Gu Ting? If you like it, go after it. My sister doesn't say anything. Why do you get involved with me? I...someone already in my heart.

After that, he quickly lowered his head, groaned in annoyance, and blushed utterly.

This is specious, but it is obvious what to express.

An Guo snorted coldly, the loading was too strong.

A banquet at a hong sect is harmonious on the surface, fighting each other and slandering each other.

She looked at the opposite side and pulled at the corner of her mouth, fearing that under the eyes of this man who was like a mirror, it was a boring farce at best.

An Guo felt embarrassed.

There is no way, but the mother and daughter are shameless, and they are too scheming.

Besides, this Wen Jinghuai, where did you come to eat?

An Guo is thinking now, did he know from the beginning that she and An Xue are both An Tao's daughters?

I guess if I know it or not, he won't care about such a talent.

What does he mean by coming over for dinner?

Is it really just a simple cooperation between Des Voeux and Tai Ren to visit for his father?

...

The dinner ended successfully without An Xue's mother and daughter getting any benefits.

It was completely mixed by An Guo.

She came in and settled in the house and sat at the dining table. This existence indicated that the dinner would not be harmonious.

Anguo is full and refreshing.

After dinner, An Tao and Wen Jinhuai continued to talk on the guest sofa in the living room of the villa.

Older people are a little nagging, he is calm and quiet, always gentleman, and responds faintly.

Wang Jia and the servant went to the kitchen to cut fruit.

An Guo came out of the bathroom to wash his hands, and An Xue was waiting there on the walkway.

The two passed by, and An Xue's face under the light was still gentle and shy and honest with Wen Jinhuai, and a pair of cold white light appeared in her eyes: "What do you mean An Guo?"

Anguo shrugged and stroked her long hair backwards with five slender fingers. In the hazy circle of the lamp, the black waterfall-like hair made her lazy, full of aura.

He smiled and said, "I said, you can do whatever you want. If you don't make it clear to Gu Ting, if you want to occupy all the men who are useful to you in the world, I must take you. I will do what I say."

An Xue was breathing fast, her face turned blue, and she suddenly sneered: "I have walked step by step from the concubine to today. Do you think I have this skill? You know An Guo? All you have is a sense of superiority, and a little victory is complacent. , Thinking how righteous and awe-inspiring I am, do you think I will not leave a way for myself?"

"When you think of the first step, I think about the tenth step. We, wait and see."

Not willing to listen indifferently.

But An Xue's smile made her frown.

Back to the villa living room, the man was still talking.

An Guo didn't want to stand in front of that person. The situation at home made her feel inexplicably unable to lift her head in front of that person.

She turned upstairs.

When I arrived at the stairs, I heard that the man seemed to stand up and said in a low voice, "Uncle Xu, I'm going to smoke a cigarette outside."

An Guo walked in the corridor on the second floor with faint lights.

When he walked to the door of the room he hadn't entered for many years, he turned back in a ghostly manner.Novels www.xiaos8.com

Come to the terrace.

She thought to herself, she had never seen how the man smoked, he never smoked in the hospital.

Then secretly scolded yourself, how curious about people smoking?

However, I wanted to see it, because on the night of the party, at the entrance of the club, An Guo had not forgotten that his thin lips were dangling from his eyes and his handsome face was cast in the dark.

That was the first time she felt that this man could even get a touch with the word'ribs'.

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The villas of the Anjia Mansion are European-style, with large terraces.

An Guo did not turn on the light, and stood by the veil, concealing his figure in a shadowy manner.

The whole surface of the floor-to-ceiling glass can clearly see the situation in the villa yard.

The lamp is sparsely sparse, emitting a faintly white light, like a frosted white jade. The man in a blue shirt and black trousers and long jade stands in the middle of the cobblestone path. At first glance, his thin and long figure looks like a bunch of roses The branches merge into one.

An Guo thought at this moment that some people can really become a landscape wherever they stop.

In the dim light, he didn't know when he pinched a cigarette between his fingers, and the sparks appeared and disappeared. It was also looming in his profile, but the outline was distinct and deep.

Bend his neck slightly, bowed his head, put his pocket in with one hand, did not move, he was very restrained, and the movement of dusting the soot was very random. He seemed to be stuck somewhere, thinking about something.

Anguo pouted, she was really boring, watching someone smoking a cigarette for a few minutes!

Overall, as she thought, she looked a little charming, mainly because of her high-value appearance.

She was so bored that she turned around and wanted to go back to the room, when suddenly the picture got close to extremely discordant factors.

An Xue

It's really lingering.

An Guo stood closer and looked down against the glass. The tall figure of the man paused before turning around.

An Xue Qiao smiled and put her hands behind her back, jumping across the cobblestone path towards him.

The man nodded lightly.

An Xue pouted, pointed to her garden, and said something with a smile.

An Guo was upstairs, lowering her brows, she put down her veil and left the terrace.

After thinking about it, I'd better go downstairs.

I didn't take the stairs in the living room to avoid being obstructed by Wang Jia An Tao.

Going down the unnoticed staircase from behind, opened the side door, and the two of them were just not far away.

The night was silent, and there was no noise in the villa on the mountainside, and An Guo could clearly hear the conversation between them.

It is mostly An Xue who is twittering, trying to open up the topic to nature, introducing those potted plants in the yard that she has grown herself,

Anguo is funny, and the wise lady who has been working hard, has a hobby of self-cultivation like planting flowers.

When she sneered back to her senses, the subject had changed over there.

"Doctor Wen." An Xue raised her small face under the moonlight, her expression hesitant and serious.

The man walked a few steps, twisted the cigarette butt into the pot, walked back, spit out the last puff of smoke, and stood face to face at a distance: "You said."

An Guo scratched the wall.

Don't be so gentle with women, especially this kind of scheming bitch.

It's really annoying to look polite to everyone!

An Xue took two steps closer, putting her hands in front of her.

The man frowned insignificantly and said nothing.

Water light slowly accumulated in An Xue's raised eyes, and the waves under the moonlight were really moving.

She seemed to be struggling for a long time, distressed for a long time, a little timid, very contradictory, a series of self-entanglement at the end, took a deep breath, kept her eyes away, "Doctor Wen, there is something I decided to hold in my heart for the rest of my life. I originally thought that I could bear the consequences alone, but these days, you sway in front of my eyes, your voice, your figure, and every way you laugh at your seriousness all tortured me."

The woman bit her lower lip and her voice trembled slightly: "Doctor Wen, I can't suppress the feeling in my heart. No matter what you decide to treat me after hearing it, I have to tell you."