Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

When Secretary Zhou saw his movements of looking for things, he ran away in fright.

Liancheng kicked away a wireless mouse by his feet. He took a few deep breaths and stood by the window. The sky outside is very gloomy today, and the weather forecast said that there might be light snow tonight.

The whole city was shrouded in a gray mist, giving people an extremely heavy feeling, breathing seemed to be choked, and it was uncomfortable.

Liancheng Yazhi took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, and the slow-burning cigarette was sandwiched between Liancheng Yazhi's slender and beautiful fingers, wisps of white smoke rose and gradually dispersed in the air.

Liancheng Yazhi didn't smoke a single puff, and since he regained his looks, the mother and son have hardly smoked again.

Even when I am irritable, I just ignite one and let it burn quietly without inhaling.

Smelling the mere aroma of tobacco in the air, Liancheng's elegant mood gradually calmed down.

The moment he saw the photo Tang Zong sent him, he wished he could kill Su Yu immediately.

But Su Yu is not in front of him, the anger in his heart has nowhere to vent.

Finding a woman with a similar face and appearance, the purpose has been clearly revealed.

Su Yu, he has been staring at his elegant woman for a long time, for a long time...

Face is the inverse scale in Liancheng Yazhi's heart that no one is allowed to touch, if you touch it, you will die...

Although he did not stop his actions against Su Yu during this period of time, but he did not have any special intentions and did not go all out to deal with him, but Su Yu thought that he was weak and dared to provoke him like this.

That being the case, that's good...he will have a good time with Su Yu.

I won't come directly with you this time, let your cousin fight with you, and see if you can fight!

Liancheng Yazhi pressed the half-burned cigarette on the glass, and the burning cigarette butt burned a little yellowish on the cold glass.

Liancheng Yazhi loosened half of her cigarette, turned around, picked up her coat, and left for a meeting.

After the meeting and the training, just four o'clock, Liancheng Yazhi came home from work, and the reason he told Secretary Zhou was: "This is the first Christmas Eve for me and my wife and daughter, although it's not as important as New Year's Eve. , but it is also a very important day, so I want to go back, as for you...you don't have a wife, and you don't have a girlfriend, so you can treat your work as your girlfriend and do it well."

Secretary Zhou wanted to cry, thinking, why would you go to your wife and children to heat up the bed, but I can only face piles of work?

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Liancheng returned home elegantly, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a tall Christmas tree in the living room, with a meowing face, and he was about to hang lights on the Christmas tree.

Miaomiao saw Liancheng Yazhi drop the bell in her hand and run over quickly, pounced on it, and a voice like a silver bell sounded: "Dad, Dad..."

Lian Cheng Yazhi hugged Miao Miao with both hands and kissed her on the face: "Baby, I miss Dad so much!"

Miaomiao hugged Liancheng Yazhi's neck: "Mother told me just now, is it true that a Santa Claus will give me a gift tonight?"

Liancheng nodded elegantly: "Of course! If you want any gift, just make a wish at the Christmas tree, and when you wake up tomorrow morning, you will find it under your pillow."

"I want...I want..." Miaomiao bit her finger and couldn't think of what she wanted for a while.

Liancheng Yazhi kissed her little face: "Don't worry, think slowly."

Only at home can Liancheng Yazhi get complete relaxation, warmth and happiness!