Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Yan Rusheng gave him a cold eye, then went into the room without changing his shoes.

Ming Ansheng looked at his proud back with amusement and shook his head. "I don't know which one is so brave, dare to hit us with less words."

Xuxu smiled and reminded Ming Ansheng of his friendship, "He has a very small heart. If you laugh at him again, watch out for him to hit you."

Ming Ansheng smiled undeniably.

Then he joked and made a request for Xu Lixu, "Mrs. Yan first came to the cold house, please come in."

"Fault!"

Wen Xuxu stepped out of the small porch, saw a pile of snacks on the coffee table, glanced at Su Shi, and squinted helplessly.

Su Shi got up very early in the morning and she fell asleep when she got on the bus.

Xuxu stared at sleeping Su Shi for a while, frowning, worried.

She didn't understand what kind of life they had lived abroad all these years, economically carefree, but spiritually?

‘They all say I ’m an illegitimate daughter ...’

Su Shi's words echoed in her ear, and her heart could not help but twitch.

Reasonably, what's wrong with Su Yan? Who can choose what kind of parents?

Thinking vividly, he turned to look at Yan Rusheng and said, "You talk to Su Yan tonight and ask him what he's doing recently."

Yanru replied, "What is love doing?"

It seemed that he had nothing to do with him.

Xuxu frowned. "You can manage it anyway, don't let Uncle worry about them."

Of course, she didn't feel bad for his tired old man. She wanted to make him care less about his brother and sister, and put more attention on his aunt and brother.

In this way, more or less comfort to the aunt.

...

Xu Xu finished drinking milk and leaned on his bed while watching his TV.

The door opened, she looked over, and Yan Rusheng came in from the outside. She asked, "How's it? Su Yan hasn't returned yet?"

"Calling and saying that I won't be back tonight." Yan Rusheng said as he unbuttoned his shirt, looking tired.

Xuxu knew he was going to take a bath, put down his computer, got up and got out of bed, and get him clothes.

"Is he known in Kyoto?"

"Who knows him."

Yan Rusheng took the dressing gown from lifelike hands and went into the bathroom.

Xu Xu picked up the suit pants he had taken off the ground and was about to throw them into the laundry basket. She reached out and checked the pockets on both sides.

Only one phone.

She muttered, and muttered quietly, "This guy, if he said yes, he would take it with him."

Yan Rusheng came out of the bathroom. She simply put her robe on her body without a tie. She took a dry towel in her hand and wiped her head while walking to the bed.

Xuxu sat on the bed and saw him approaching, and asked with a straight face: "Your words are so vivid, what about the handkerchief?"

Yan Rusheng said, "I was just wanting to ask you that I wash my clothes every day when you take a bath. Where did you get my handkerchief when you checked your pockets?"

Hexu heard the words and was anxious, "Your words are live, have you lost them?"

"I won't lose it," Yan said firmly, "maybe I don't know which trouser pocket. I'll look back."

Xu Xu gritted his teeth and warned him, "You will be dead if you can't find you."

Yan Rusheng smirked, "Let me get it first."

Speaking of waiting for a lifelike response, he took a big step towards her and immediately threw her to bed.

...

On the breakfast table, Xu Xu looked at the cover of the magazine "Fashion" in his hand. The handsome and sunny boy with question marks on his face.