CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

Fu Qing rubbed his eyes and said, "what? eureka? Hurry up. "

Leng Shaoheng's eyes have been a little fuzzy, but he still insists on sleepiness: "you sleep all night, of course, it's fast."

"Would you like to wake both of them?"

"It's not easy for them to practice. Let them sleep." Two people out of the Public Security Bureau, toward the jiangfengming, holding Shen Qingqing, Enron and cold words place.

It was a dilapidated community, with only orderly houses. The community was extremely noisy, with vendors coming and going, aunts and uncles sitting on both sides of the road, fanning their cattail fans and chatting about their family.

This is another social stratum, a place Leng Shaoheng has never been.

"Oh, there are two guys over there. They are so handsome." The aunts were amazed at the two people who were dazzling in the crowd.

"Yes, it was the same with me at the beginning, but now I'm old and I'm tired of walking." With only a few wisps of white hair on his head, holding his big stomach and sitting in the cold, the old man's eyes were not clear, as if he had returned to his youth.

"You can pull it down." Aunt to demolish, did not notice Leng Shaoheng and Fu Qing have come to them.

"How old are you..."

"Excuse me..." Fu Qing interrupted the old lady. Looking at Fu Qing's face so closely, the old lady felt a little untrue. She observed it carefully and said, "what's the matter with this handsome young man?" More than ten years, the old lady's face appeared a rare blush.

Fu Qing smiles and asks the old lady to cover her mouth and pick up her sisters. Her sister was stunned by Leng Shaoheng.

"Grandma, is there a man named Jiang Fengming here? Driving a black car? "

The old man couldn't see it any more. He patted two people with a PU fan: "really, how old is it? It's still like this. It makes people laugh at you old woman!"

Then he answered two people's questions: "what kind of people are you talking about jiangfengming?"

"It's not a question of what kind of person he is. We are looking for him!" Fu Qing said.

"Oh, well, who did you just say you were looking for?" My face was confused.

Fu Qing was confused: "ah? I said, the river is blowing! Have you ever seen the wind of the river

"The wind of the river? What is the sound of the river breeze? What are you looking for? " The old man fanned the fan slowly.

"No, don't worry about this man. Do you know a man named Jiang Fengming?" Fu Qing was anxious, but out of politeness, he couldn't be rude.

"Oh, the river is blowing. I haven't heard of it. Have you heard of it? " The old man asked the two old ladies next to him. "No," the old lady replied in unison

Fu Qing and Jiang Fengming have black lines on their faces. Fu Qing still has sweat on his head from communicating with his uncle.

"I *, it's so hard for him. Is it true that I'm old? What kind of immortal communication is this? " Fu Qing gasped slightly.

"No, you will be more stupid than that man."

"You never have to boast."

"My mouth only tells the truth."

“……”

Two people walking aimlessly, Fu Qing bumped into an aunt, hot wave head of the aunt while picking up the fruit on the ground, while scolding.

"Who doesn't have eyes? Don't you know how to walk? If my fruit is bad, I'll let you pay for it! " The round hands are dark red from the sun, which is a match for the apples on the ground.