The big-name husband has played too much: the poisonous pet, the good girl

"Master Yan, the old lady called just now and asked you to pick them up at the airport at ten o'clock tomorrow morning!"

Mom is coming, what are you doing?

He hasn't seen his mother for more than half a year.

"Okay, got it!" Xiaoyan waved her hand, went straight into the bedroom, changed her clothes and went to take a shower.

Under the spray head, Xiaoyan pursed her mouth and frowned slightly, her tongue still hurt a little. [

That little wild cat was really ruthless. Thinking of Xueer's eyes glaring at her, he smiled again.

He directly grabbed the phone on the side and dialed Xue'er's number.

Xue'er was eating dinner, took a few bites, and directly vented her anger towards Xiaoyan on the food.

On the table, the phone kept vibrating.

She meowed, looked at the number, and ignored it.

This bastard, why are you talking about a 100-day relationship with her?

play with her?

Simply an inexplicable person!

One moment she will let her go, and the other moment she wants to fall in love with him. Do you really think that you can let him manipulate you?

The phone vibrated for a while, but Xueer ignored it, and Xiaoyan was a little upset on the other side.

Why don't you answer his phone?Hmph, she's pretty!

Xiaoyan hurriedly took a shower, picked up the landline at home and called her again.

"Hello, who is it?" Xue'er felt that there were so many calls today.

"Little wild cat, how dare you not answer my call, you don't want to live, do you?"

Xiaoyan looks vicious, but she is actually lying on the sofa quite comfortably with her legs crossed, drinking red wine.

"Why should I answer your call and tell you, what a 100-day relationship, don't talk about it!"

Xueer gritted her teeth and said!

Xiaoyan ignored her words directly, with a smile on her lips: "Little wild cat is not good, I need to be trained!"

In my heart, I became more and more determined: I will train you well. [

He is the best at training men, and it shouldn't be difficult to train women.

He looked at the ceiling, his unstoppable eyes exuded a glint that was bound to win.

Xue'er hung up the phone directly, really, annoyed.

She thought for a while, and directly dialed An Ying's phone, hoping that An Ying would deal with him well, but she just dialed, but a man's ethereal voice came from inside: "Who is that?"