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!Love is such an annoying little thing. She consulted Baidu Encyclopedia and said that women chasing men's interlayer yarn, they have to be persistent, have to hold on, and have a sense of existence!

The other party is sandpaper, but who makes you fall in love with awkward sandpaper, then you have to sacrifice yourself to sharpen him, you can swallow the blood covered with blood, and smooth him, he is yours!

These words, pure love idiots are regarded as the motto of truth!

Whenever Mr. Jian was cold and impatient, Jiang Zilin would say these words silently, and then had infinite courage and smiled at him.

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Both of them are counting their lives, it seems like a gamble.

One small eyes looked fierce, and one looked deep and cold.

It's just that the cold-eyed man was sad when he saw her turning around, the cute energy to see her secretly raising his fist to cheer for himself, and the hard work of seeing her working hard.

Jian Zhangke, gradually, his brows are getting darker and deeper, and it's hard to say, where does it hurt?

He felt that this woman was stupid, he was tired from seeing, and when he smoked, he would always irritably hope that the remaining five days would pass in the blink of an eye.

But when he smashed the cigarette butt, he hit the wall again and had the opposite idea.

The thirteenth day.

There is an annual firework party in Binjiang, City A.

Zhang Ke Da was bombarded by her grandma's phone call in the afternoon and reluctantly returned from the shooting range.

It's winter, and it's the Chinese New Year in the blink of an eye. Red lanterns are hung on the eaves of the house. When he returns home, Fat Sister lit candles in it one by one.

He walked into the living room under the light and shadow of two red lanterns, and when he was about to bend over to change his shoes, he raised his eyes for a while by the jokes in the living room.

The slender figure that seemed to come out of the delicate hand-painted made his eyes startled.

Halfway up the stairs, she leaned on the escalator and wore thin black suede high heels. The high slits of the cheongsam made her walk very difficult. Cautiously, she lowered her head and her jaw, and her long black hair curled up in a bun. A small bell on the beautiful white hairpin, lined with her honey-colored earlobes, jingled when walking, so decently, it rang in his heart.

Grandma said to her: "We Zilin can be such a woman."

My mother also expressed envy: "This cheongsam didn't look so good when I was young. The legs are not as well-proportioned and slender as Zilin, and the lines are not as pretty as hers. It's so beautiful."

Jian Zhangke heard a heavy crash there, and the man's dark eyes remained motionless, as if he was stopped.

He was expressionless, twisted his eyebrows and jerk, the line of sight swept across her waist line when she was slightly sideways, a little cute belly, he had heard that women with a little belly in cheongsam were charming.

This is indeed the case. She is too beautiful in his eyes. She is very feminine. She looks like a hose when she walks. She is very beautiful, and she is as quiet as she can.

It's just a change of clothes and a hairstyle, and she has another earth-shattering look. Is this woman ever changing?

She spotted him, looked over, and the little orange mouth, which was brightly lit, bent towards him.

How difficult it was, he looked away, his face was not cold for a moment.

Jiang Zilin was a little depressed. Why did this man have a face that he didn't want to see when he saw her? When he entered the door just now, his face was not as usual?

She leaned on the railing, her cheongsam was very uncomfortable to walk, and she looked at the tall and stern figure at the door.

Xiao Yun put down his tea cup, "Zhang Ke, you're late again. The fireworks show starts at 7:30. It's six o'clock. In case of a traffic jam, it will take an hour. Zi Lin quickly puts on her coat and the bag mom will prepare it for you. Up."

"Where to go?" Jian Zhang Ke frowned.

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"The driver just needs to send her there."

Xiao Yun looked at Jiang Zilin and twisted his son's arm with a pinch: "You will be the driver for me! The girl is so looking forward to it, don't give me a bad face! Remember to buy water and desserts, there are so many people. You protect her, and if it’s early, go eat a French dinner and come back together."

He hum, what kind of protection does the female King Kong use him.

Picking up the car key that had just been put down with a cold face, the woman was happy, and twisted her waist and walked towards him.

The man put his hands in his trouser pockets, and turned around grimly, "Look at what a pyrotechnic suit is doing. It looks like a pre-liberation singer, a big peony flower."

Jiang Zilin pursed her lips.

"You shut it up for me, so you don't let go of your fart when you say it, and you are stunned when you say it!"

Xiao Yun had a headache. Everyone else’s sons would treat the girl, just this piece of wood in her house, how to make people feel bad!

Hold the little girl, "Zilin, stop listening, he just stunned, and he may think how beautiful you are. I just saw this bad thing straight!"

The little girl looked at her son secretly, she was happy again.

Xiao Yun likes Jiang Zilin's simple and profitable energy, filial piety, and taking care of her grandma like ten years younger these days!It's so coaxing, a smile will appear again in one or two sentences, not pretentious, where to look for this kind of daughter-in-law, but you have to grasp it firmly!It's just that the bastard doesn't know the blessing in the blessing, so he moved it!

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There was no communication along the way, Jiang Zilin was discouraged and expected.

When we arrived on the luxury sightseeing cruise ship, the time was just right.

The viewing position set by the Jane family is naturally in the middle. Mr. Muko bought water and desserts with a blank expression, taking care of her very thoughtfully.

But it was not the kind of thoughtfulness she wanted.

It's only two days.

Jiang Zilin was a little depressed, but he was a piece of wood, so don't expect him to notice it, especially he didn't pay attention to you at all.

On the broadcast, the host made a speech. The fireworks display began and the railing opposite the viewing station was also opened. Jiang Zilin stood up, and the people beside her clenched her wrists: "There are many people, you sit and watch."

Her heart was palpitated by his touch, and the roughness on the man's fingertips made her eyelashes tremble, and her mouth was pouted: "If you want to sit down, sit down!"

Taking off her coat and throwing it into his arms, she scooped out the dessert a few meters, leaning against the railing with her wicker waist.

Boom--boom--

Jiang Zilin looked up in surprise, the sky was gorgeous, and those dazzling fireworks fell on her eyes like a rain of stars.

Such a color, the cheers of countless people, this situation makes it easy to fall into the illusion of happiness, and countless sighs.

She thought of the handsome man behind her, who was as strong as steel, powerful, upright, and steady, she loved.

She was too strong in her life and always despised men, but in fact she yearned for a man stronger than her.This man can make her soft and soft, like a cat who needs to cling to him and live on him.

The blood and body limbs were a little moved. She put the dessert on the shelf, tapped her forehead, and her waistline swayed. With the music on the radio, the fireworks dancing all over the sky, she also danced gently and lazily.

Behind him, the man's Heizhan eyes remained motionless, following the fairy-like curves in the dark night.

In fact, there are always people coming and going with her, but he seems to be unable to see those who obstruct his vision. He only sees her dancing and the woman wearing a cheongsam. The beautiful back makes the corners of his eyes burn.

He had to admit that he had never seen a cheongsam that looked better and tasted better than her. That damn figure, the neck of the vase was the same, the thinnest was the thinnest, and the richness was the most rich.