Billionaires: The Young Master's Doting Wife

Seeing the "expressive" Guan Xingrui for the first time, Yuan Yuan was also shocked.

...Well, compared to the brick face of Uncle Tong Yangfu, he really has an expression just by raising a sign.

She didn't even eat the peaches, took the card curiously, and compared it to Guan Xingrui's face, "It's a match!"

This card does not reflect light, unlike wooden cards, sometimes it changes angles, and it is easy to look like a grin, too "lively" and not suitable for Er Er.

No matter how you turn it, it is a brand of flat white paper, which matches Erer very well!

"Of course, I did it myself." Uncle Tong Yangfu still had that calm tone.

But while speaking, he calmly stretched his hand into the box, and took out a wooden sign again, which read - "Proud Face".

The bodyguards couldn't bear to watch anymore...

They couldn't bear to treat themselves like this... Looking at it further, they almost wanted to immigrate to Mars.

Yuan Yuan clapped his hands in surprise, "So there are other cards!"

Then happily suggested, "Two two, let's fight!"

The two grew up together, but never quarreled.

Firstly, there was really nothing to quarrel about, and secondly... with a brick face, they couldn't argue if they wanted to.

Uncle Tong Yang Fu refused straight away, "No noise."

Still holding the "proud face" card in his hand...

"why?"

"Not enough brands." Continuing with a proud face...

So 2 minutes later, the bodyguards struggled to find a takeaway phone, and the strange couple went to the study room to make emoji signs together...

Yuanyuan's Chinese is still at the level of being able to speak and read, but not very good at writing, and she is used to writing English from a young age. Now she can only try to be neat when writing Chinese.

So when she saw Guan Xingrui's strong and unrestrained handwriting, she was very depressed, "Two two, why do I not look good when I write Chinese?"

"Because you just started writing."

Guan Xingrui is not always like a grandpa. When he was really depressed, he would never hit her again.

But Yuan Yuan was still unhappy, "But I participated in the Confession Contest on Weibo, and the last level is to handwrite a love letter to the person I like."

Although Yuanyuan doesn't have a certified public account, she actually has a Weibo.

However, she registered an account at the beginning because she was not familiar with any place when she first came to city a, so she followed a few Weibo that recommended local delicacies, so that she could go out and eat with her Tong Yangfu.

The second is her child foster husband, she wants to take care of him, um.

This sentence can almost be used as the motto of Yuanyuan...

As for this confession contest...

In fact, it is one of the common activities on Weibo. Originally wished to open Weibo that day, just in time to see the slogan of this confession contest——

If you love him, join the confession contest for him.

So Yuanyuan participated in...

In fact, this is a relatively common sentence pattern, but Yuanyuan doesn’t pay much attention to food information, especially when it comes to her child adoptive husband, she is always very serious...

It is estimated that even if these words appear in front of her eyes a hundred or eighty times in the future, she will accept such propaganda...

After listening to her explanation, Guan Xingrui's expression didn't change, but he immediately changed his attitude, "You finish writing first, I'll make a copybook for you, and you practice accordingly."

Yuan Yuan was taken aback, "Two Er, why don't you raise your sign?"

Because I heard that I was about to receive a love letter, a certain sullen uncle didn't want to raise the "laugh" card...

Guan Xingrui glanced at her, and without answering, he stretched out his hand directly, "Where's the love letter?"