Every day I wake up, the actor is collapsing

Chapter 50 Your feet are so small!

The villain spoke, and the living room was quiet for a few seconds.

Zhao Qiaosheng looked at Sheng Lan, the man's face was devastated, and he looked at his son on the ground with some reluctance, with an expression of indescribable entanglement.

How could he be so down one day that he could only go home by relying on his son?

Too shameful!

Unhappy is unhappy, but it is also a good choice to go home with Zhao Qiaosheng.

The disgust on his face subsided a bit, Sheng Lan bent down, picked up the little man who was holding his thigh, and carried it directly to his shoulder.

This surprised both Zhao Qiaosheng and Sheng Ye. After all, before this, Sheng Lan found it troublesome even to hug the little guy.

"What are you looking at? Let's go, let's go home!"

Someone didn't know it, and carried his son out of the house.

Zhao Qiaosheng followed him slowly, and the man who had gone a few steps in front came back again. Zhao Qiaosheng paused, thinking he was going to do something.

Looking down, Sheng Lan precisely grasped Zhao Qiaosheng's wrist with one hand, and pulled her away together.

The butler stepped forward, "Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master and Second Young Madam have reconciled?"

"Well, that's it." Stunned, Sheng Ye chuckled.

Langyue Mansion.

Sheng Lan skillfully took out the key and opened the door.

Zhao Qiaosheng took his son's hand and stood beside him.

The door opened, the family of three went in one after another, Sheng Lan closed the door, turned around and saw Zhao Qiaosheng who was also standing at the door.

She is looking at him.

After thinking about it for a while, Sheng Lan asked, "What do you see me doing?"

Zhao Qiaosheng came back to his senses, and blinked quickly a few times, "I thought you would forget a lot of things in a car accident, but now it seems that I was worrying too much."

"Forget what? Isn't this my house?" Feeling that Zhao Qiaosheng was a little strange, Sheng Lan frowned, and without thinking much, he lowered his head and wanted to change his shoes.

White tile floors, spotlessly clean.

The man's eyes were almost digging a hole in the floor, but he couldn't find any trace of his slippers.

Seeing this, Zhao Qiaosheng only felt that she blushed a little, and she coughed, "Well, I don't have your slippers at home."

Sheng Lan: "???"

Why not his?
"You don't go home very often, so you didn't buy it."

Holding his forehead, Zhao Qiaosheng stroked his hair on one side.

"Zhao Qiaosheng, are you short of these dollars?"

He was so angry that he vomited blood, he didn't have his own slippers at home, Sheng Lan stared at the little woman in front of him with a stinky face.

With his toes buckled, Zhao Qiaosheng lowered his head, wishing he could dig a hole and bury himself.

Zhao Qiaosheng's slippers are pink and white, making her white complexion more delicate.

Sheng Lan lowered his head and glanced, then looked Zhao Qiaosheng up and down for a while, and suddenly, the corner of his mouth hooked up.

The man squatted down, and Sheng Lan directly lifted Zhao Qiaosheng's ankle.

Zhao Qiaosheng exclaimed and was about to hide, "What are you doing?!"

The ankle was tightly gripped, and Sheng Lan pulled Zhao Qiaosheng's two slippers off with all his strength.

The soles of his feet felt cold, and Zhao Qiaosheng curled up his toes.

In the next second, the man got up, wrapped one arm around her back, reached for the hollow of her leg with the other, and hugged her around the waist.

All of a sudden, the world was spinning, Zhao Qiaosheng obediently hugged Sheng Lan's neck with both arms, his eyes were tightly closed.

Three times and two times, Sheng Lan kicked off his shoes.

Zhao Qiaosheng's size 37 slippers were very difficult to fit on his size 42 feet, and he almost couldn't fit them in.

"Zhao Qiaosheng, your feet are so small!"

Poking secretly, the man complained in a low voice.

Zhao Qiaosheng opened his eyes, stared at him blankly for a few seconds, and then realized what he had done just now, and wanted to kill him.

"Those are my slippers, do you want to be ashamed?"

"No, honey, you and I are husband and wife, husband and wife are one body, we don't distinguish between you and me." With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Sheng Lan lowered his head and pecked on Zhao Qiaosheng's lips, "But if you insist on separating one or two, then All I can say is, what’s mine is yours.”

Zhao Qiaosheng: "???"

"The slippers are just borrowed from you temporarily. If you want, you can change them to mine next time."

Zhao Qiaosheng: "."

No, thanks.

　good noon
　　There will be two roars in a while! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)