wife aggressive

Chapter 154
"Who do you think Yinliu is..." Yinliu clenched her palms tightly, turned around and rushed to Cuiping's room.

Turning over and getting out of bed and closing the door tightly, Qiao Jiahe immediately returned to the bed, lifted the quilt covering the clouds, gently pulled her up, and asked with concern, "Aren't you bored?!"

Yun Yun shook his head lightly, and asked puzzledly, "Silver Liu is so loyal, why did you treat her like this?!"

"If she is really that loyal to you, she will naturally find out about you under the brocade quilt, Yunyun, some things are far from being as simple as they appear on the surface, and you will understand in the future. Now, let's go!" Pushing open the window, Holding Yunyun in his arms again, Qiao Jiahe glanced at Cuiping on the bed with a smile, "Miss Cuiping, I offended you just now, please don't take offense!"

"What did the third master say!" Cuiping looked enviously at the cloud in his arms, lazily pulled the skirt of his clothes and stood up, sighing softly, "I really envy you, if there is a man who is willing to do this For me, Cuiping is willing to eat bran swallowed vegetables every day!"

"So, thank you very much!" Qiao Jiahe flew out of her back window.

Cuiping picked up the bank notes scattered on the bed, and sighed faintly.

Holding the clouds and flying over half of Xijing City, Qiao Jiahe was in a good mood.

At this time, the distant east has faintly seen some sunlight.

A new day is about to begin.

The hawkers who sell breakfast have already started to get busy.

Arriving at the civilian area in the south of Xijing City, Qiao Jiahe stopped in a secluded alley.

He dragged Yunyun to buy several big bags of steamed stuffed buns in the steamed stuffed bun shop, ignored her doubts, and pulled her into another small alley, turned left and right, and found a half-old shop with a plaque with the words "Caotang Academy" hanging on it. He stopped in front of the red lacquered wooden door, and gently knocked on the door.

The wooden door was slowly opened, and a little boy in a blue jacket who looked no more than ten years old rubbed his eyes and asked vaguely, "Who is it?"

Seeing the pile of snow-white steamed buns in front of him, the little boy immediately widened his eyes in surprise, took the oil-paper package with open arms, and turned his head to the courtyard and shouted loudly, "Uncle Jiahe is here!"

"Uncle Jiahe!"

……

Following the sound, a group of children about his size immediately surrounded him from the yard, and surrounded Qiao Jiahe and Yun Yun into the yard.

No one noticed that at the corner of the alley, a touch of red passed coldly.

(End of this chapter)