Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

"What are you talking about? Quiet? "

Jiang Xie seemed to hear something strange, frowning at Fu mu, "is that woman in the old night?"

Fu Mu finally lit the cigarette and held it in his mouth, saying with a smile, "yes..."

Tranquility is not as tranquil as Tang poetry. This is obvious.

In those days, no one could compare Tang poetry in terms of talent and appearance. In terms of family background, education background, and tranquility, everything could not be compared with Tang poetry. The only difference is probably the tranquil and innocent face.

But Tang poetry is too proud, she will always be a high-ranking daughter, never show that kind of clear eyes like water, and quiet is different, she is delicate and pathetic, will let men have possessive desire.

This is probably the only place where tranquility has won the Tang poetry

Fu Muzhong looked at the distant back of Tang poetry and narrowed his eyes slowly.

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Tang Wei was very good at home today. He helped the servants clean the living room and clean the vases. The servants were very nervous. On the side, the young master called out for fear that he had not served him well.

Tang Wei said, "you don't have to call me young master. I don't have to stay in this house."

Wang Ma said with a kind face, "what do you mean, this is your home."

"No Tang Wei firmly said, "this is not my home." Never.

When Cen Huiqiu and several ladies and friends came back from the outside, they saw Tang Wei standing at the door neatly dressed and thought that he was waiting for her. As a result, when they approached, Tang Wei's expression on his face also faded.

He thought it was Tang poetry that came to pick him up, but it was not.

Mommy When will you come and take me home?

"Weiwei, how can you stand outside?"

CEN Huiqiu a face surprise, go up to Tang Wei way, "your father still need some time to get off work, go in."

Tang Wei pursed his lips and didn't explain. He followed Cen Huiqiu into the Bo's house. The servants inside praised Cen Huiqiu about his understanding. He said that such a small child was not noisy and would help with housework. It was very kind of him.

But no one knows that he is not a good boy, but he is waiting for Tang poetry to take him away.

He couldn't live in such a place for a moment

When Bo ye came back, Tang Wei was watching animation in his study. Cen Huiqiu went up to ask for help. Bo Ye didn't speak. He just asked, "what about others?"

He meant Tang Wei.

CEN Huiqiu said, "today only very good, now in the study to watch animation. Don't be so angry. It's all your own children... "

Look, how long has it been? Such a little boy has gathered all the people in his family!

Are you good? Oh, thin night sneer, this stinky boy to his time but erect whole body thorn!

He walked up to the study on the second floor and opened the door. He saw Tang Weizheng sitting inside. Hearing the sound, he switched off the screen. Thin night came forward and put his hand on Tang Wei's shoulder. "What are you looking at?"

Tang Wei popped out the bottom Ottoman window and said, "looking at Altman..."

Oh, it's really a child. Look at this kind of nutritive thing Thin night frowned. When he saw Tang Wei's small face similar to himself, the evil spirit's face finally put down a bit of bitterness. He said to Tang Wei, "you've been raised by me from today, and I'll take you to change your name when you have time."

Tang Wei listened and looked up at the thin night and said, "thin little, have you gone through the procedures? If you raise me, you have to fight my mother. "