Mr. Ou, your wife is so good at fighting

Chapter 116 What a Beautiful Jasmine

The car drove all the way back to the mansion, it's not that they didn't want to go back to Guangyayuan's house.

It was because Jian Li's body hadn't fully recovered, so she had to stay in the mansion every night until her body fully recovered.In case something happens at night, it's not as safe in Guang Ya Yuan as in the mansion.

As soon as she returned to the mansion, Jian Li triumphantly went to show off to the children what delicious food Oulu made for her today, how delicious the boiled fish fillets and fried shrimp tails were...

Everyone in the mansion despised Jian Li's behavior of showing off after eating alone.

They all expressed... envy, jealousy and hatred.

He almost wished that his own father, Ou Pa, could cook for them right away, but Ou Lu did not come back with Jian Li.

Lu Fei yelled, "Where is Papa Ou! I want my Papa Ou!"

Even Erha can understand who "Ou Dad" refers to, that is, the person who will give him delicious food every time.

So when Lu Fei yelled 'Ou Dad', Erha barked beside him, extremely excited.

Jian Li stroked the fluffy dog, and smiled triumphantly, "He's out on business, so I purposely said that I'm greedy for you just because he's not here."

"We have to submit our resignation sooner or later, Captain Jian, you are waiting!" Lu Fei angrily opened the honey butter potato chips bought by Jian Li, stuffed a handful into his mouth angrily, and chewed, like It's like chewing Jian Li's bones.

Jian Li was not at all afraid of Lu Fei's threat.

She collapsed on the sofa with a smile on her face, holding her mobile phone to send Oulu a WeChat message.

It is worth mentioning that although Oulu's WeChat nickname is not very innovative, it is just two characters - Oulu.

But Jian Li particularly likes Oulu's wechat avatar, not because Oulu's avatar is a photo of the two of them, the two of them haven't developed to that level yet.

But Jian Li still likes it very much, and even while waiting for Oulu's reply, she would click on the profile picture from time to time to look at it, almost licking the screen.

Oulu's WeChat avatar is quite simple, it's his photo, but it's a uniform photo.

Tall and handsome, his whole body was as sharp as a sharp knife drawn from its sheath.

Just looking at the man in a straight suit in this photo can satisfy all women's fantasies about uniforms.

The perfect figure that can make your heart beat faster is wrapped in a well-tailored uniform, making it even more tall, straight and heroic.There are two hairs and one on the epaulettes, and two rows of medals on the chest.

Although it was a serious face, it was still so pretty that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

If it wasn't for the bad meaning, Jian Li actually wanted to develop this photo into a big one and keep it at home.

But this kind of official military uniform photo, in fact, does not have a good meaning from certain angles.

Because if they die in their line of duty, this photo will be washed out as their portrait.

So Jian Li could only lick the screen silently.

She slumped lazily on the sofa, holding a peach-flavored lollipop in her mouth, and tapped her fingers nimbly on the screen.

Ole was sitting in a motorcycle shop.

A man about the same age as Oulu got out of a limited edition Lambo sports car and walked towards Oulu.

His face is not the kind of handsome with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his long eyebrows are sharp, his pair of peach blossom eyes are slender and the tails of his eyes are slightly raised, with a kind of elegant charm, his figure is thin and tall, just like the long body in ink painting Like your noble son.

It is an old friend of Oulu who met in middle school, named Mo Ni.The family is in the car business, and the business is very big. In a city like Yancheng, where there is a lot of rich and powerful, it can be regarded as a well-deserved wealthy family.

"Yo! Lü!" Mo Ni smiled, stepped forward with his long legs, sat down opposite Oulu, and stretched out his fist towards Oulu.

Oulu stretched out his fist to touch Mo Ni's, and smiled at the corner of his lips, "Changed cars again?"

He glanced at the limited edition Lambo parked in the parking space next to him, and whistled loudly.

"Little Jasmine, I've never seen you drive a heavy car every time I meet you." Oulu laughed.

Hearing this, Mo Ni suddenly revealed a helpless look on his expression, "When can we stop using the nickname of our student days as an issue..."

His name is Mo Ni, but when he was in middle school, the head teacher was from Hunan Province. In fact, the accent is not particularly serious, but sometimes, it still reflects the essence of the people from Hunan Province, that is-N and L are not distinguished .

So when roll roll was called at the beginning of the school, the head teacher shouted in public, "Jasmine? Which one is Jasmine?"

When the classmates listened, they all thought it was a female classmate.

Then a tall and elegant young man stood up with a complicated complexion, and said with deep resentment in his voice, "Teacher, my name is Mo Ni. Mo Ni, who is Mo Ni's friend, is not the Jasmine of Jasmine."

The teacher laughed and said, "Be considerate of the teacher's Mandarin."

Mo Ni was considerate of the teacher's Mandarin, but his classmates did not. The nickname 'Little Jasmine' ran through his entire middle school years, which can be regarded as a painful past.

And like Ou Lu, an old friend who has known each other since middle school, has continued this nickname until now.

Hearing Mo Ni's words of protest, Oulu nodded seriously, accepted it humbly, never repented, and continued, "Good little Jasmine, it's okay, little Jasmine."

Mo Ni sighed, "Ohm's law, I know you are really careless in making friends."

He was too lazy to argue with Oulu, and raised his chin towards the car, "It's not a new car, it's parked in the garage, I occasionally take it out for a walk."

He was holding a car key with Lambo's golden bull logo in his hand and tossing it up and down, "You like it? Let me drive it for you."

Oulu waved his hand, "I'm used to the jeep in the army, this kind of sports car with a chassis too low...I always feel as if my buttocks will directly rub fire against the ground in the next second."

Mo Ni was taken aback when he heard the words, and laughed heartily, "Your words hurt the heart of a car dealer."

Ouli shrugged his shoulders, "How about the task I asked you to do a while ago?"

Mo Ni pursed his lips, "It's not easy to get that kind of motorcycle. I spent a bit of effort, but luckily I got the license plate."

As Mo Ni spoke, he put a document bag in front of Ou Lu, which contained the license plate and document certificate.

"By the way, you are not a person who likes to play with cars, let alone motorcycles. Bombardier, you have good taste..." Mo Ni asked.

A while ago, what Euryto Mo Ni did was to give Aunt Ou the Bombardier motorcycle she liked and gave to Jian Xiaowu as a meeting gift.

Very handsome and rare imported motorcycle on the road, but this kind of motorcycle is not easy to get a license, so Oulu asked Mo Ni for help.This guy's family has a big car business, so it's perfect to entrust him with this job.

Mo Ni raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "Give it away? Ohm's law, I heard...do you have a problem?"

　(OK Molly, no problem Molly.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)