Lay Down My Bad Husband

Tang SA raised his head to see him, and found that he had a "little resentful wife..." I can't help but "Puchi..." A laugh.

Who told someone to be in the car just now and say "old husband, old wife..." Here we go.

"It's good to tie the knot once a year, and you can choose different objects every year, right?"

"Well, that's a good idea." Li Moyan picked the long and narrow beautiful eyes, then turned the peak and said, "but I'm sorry, Mrs. Li. When I went out in the morning, I forgot to bring my wallet. I only have a copper plate in my pocket now."

With that, Li Moyan has grabbed Tang Sa's hand and pressed the three numbers of "100" on the touch screen. Soon, the system shows that the cost of the 100 year marriage certificate is only 50p.

"Is it so cheap? Is there something wrong with the system? " Looking at the display of the system, Tang SA is puzzled.

Li Moyan didn't give her confused time at all. He held her right hand directly and pressed the certificate preview button. Then, what appeared in front of them was a hundred year marriage certificate -- a thin pink piece of paper.

On the certificate, there are some ordinary but warm words: Dear Sir and madam, I don't know what kind of rights and obligations my left hand should have to my right hand, my right leg to my left leg, my left eye to my right eye and my right brain to my left brain. In fact, they are a whole, because of each other's existence and happiness. Finally, let this little pink paper take my best wishes for your Centennial marriage! I wish you a happy life! Chief justice Dublin: XXX.

Tang SA looked at the thin pink paper, his eyes were a little fuzzy with a smile.

"Li Moyan, in 100 years, are you sure you can live to 130?"

Li Moyan raised her chin with a long finger, and her deep eyes were the sweetness she had never felt before. "It doesn't matter whether you can live to 130 years old. The important thing is that I will be by your side every day you live..."

As the voice fell, Li Moyan bowed his head and kissed her

Country f, Kyoto.

In recent days, Lin Ziyi is as busy as Tang Su, because there is a three-day multinational summit held in Kyoto of country f, and the leaders of all countries come to Kyoto with their wives.

Even though the news that Lin Ziyi and Tang Su have been married has not been released to the public, but as the president's fiancee, she also has to play the role of the president's wife, attend various occasions, as the host, to entertain the heads of state and his wife.

Especially on the last day, as the president's wife, Lin Ziyi invited the heads of state and their wives to the presidential palace for a dinner. All day long, she hardly stopped to have a rest. When everyone left, after the dinner, Lin Ziyi threw her high heels and found that her ten toes were red and swollen.

Looking at Lin Ziyi's legs, Tang Su told the servant to get a basin of hot water. Then he sat down on the sofa and put one of Lin Ziyi's feet on his thigh. His big, warm, broad palm wrapped her jade like feet and five toes and gently kneaded them.

"If you can't control such a high heel, why do you still show off?" The man took a look at the seven or eight centimeter high-heeled shoes lying on the carpet. In his deep and mellow voice, he was spoiling with a touch of blame.

Lin Ziyi leans comfortably in the sofa and enjoys the moment.

"How can I show off!" Lin Ziyi winked playfully and asked, "isn't Mr. President satisfied with my performance today?"

Tang Su looked at Lin Ziyi like a child in front of him and couldn't help laughing.

At the moment, she and the elegant and grand "Madam President" at the dinner party Just like two people.

"Satisfied! Quite satisfied As he said this, the man came close to Lin Ziyi, his thin lips almost stuck to his ear temples, and he said, "if you can work as hard as you do at the dinner party, I will be more satisfied."

Lin Ziyi glared at him fiercely

The next day, on Sunday, Tang Su had a rare day off. They both had a tacit understanding and didn't wake up until more than ten in the morning.

Go downstairs and have "breakfast..." At that time, Lin Ziyi saw that Tang Su was just sitting in a chair looking at things with his iPad. He didn't mean to eat. He couldn't help asking curiously, "is there anything important?"

Tang Su raised her eyes to Lin Ziyi, who was drinking porridge. She put down her iPad, reached over and gently rubbed her lips with her thumb to wipe away the porridge stains.

"No! I'll go to the mansion for lunch later, so I won't eat now. " Man's voice, gentle and doting.

It's already eleven o'clock in the morning. It's only a matter of two hours before lunch.

"To the mansion?" Lin Ziyi murmured subconsciously.

She hasn't been to the mansion for more than ten days since the old man's birthday last time.

"Why, don't you want to go?"

Tang Su saw the resistance in Lin Ziyi's eyes. This kind of resistance was completely different from the fear of the old man at the beginning.But Tang Su couldn't see through what Lin Ziyi was fighting at the moment.

"If you don't want to go, just let the driver send the stream back." Seeing that Lin Ziyi didn't answer immediately, Tang Su added.

These days, both of them are too busy to take care of the stream, so the poor baby can only be sent to the mansion.

"No! No, I don't want to go Lin Ziyi smiles, and then lowers his head to continue to drink the porridge in the bowl. He acts like a coquette and says, "but now I'm almost full. You can't tell me how I can eat when I go down to the mansion."

Tang Su hooked his lips and didn't speak, but he saw that this was Lin Ziyi's excuse.

In the mansion, a child sitting on the carpet of the hall playing with a model plane saw a pair of "unscrupulous..." When my parents came in, they got up gracefully from the carpet, patted their buttocks, held their model plane, and swaggered upstairs as if they didn't see anyone coming towards them.

"Stream, where are you going? Your parents are here The old man sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper saw the stream he left, put down the newspaper and asked.

"Go back to the room." The stream did not turn back and continued to walk upstairs.

This time, the old man saw that the little guy was upset. He could not help shaking his head and laughing, "this boy."

Lin Ziyi, who is changing shoes and taking off his coat not far away, can't guess his little emotion when he sees his son who turns around and leaves.

These days, she did not come to pick him up and see him off. Especially these days, she directly left him in the mansion. When she was busy, she didn't pay attention to a phone call every day.