Mr General doted on his sweet wife

Shihao group.

Assistant Zhang only felt that, all day today, Mr. Zhuang's mood was unpredictable, and he handled it carefully. It was really hard.

I don't know what happened?

In general, he thinks it's better to ask Fang LAN.

Who knows to call in the past, Fang LAN did not answer, several times did not get through.

"What are you doing?" asked Zhuang Shihao

"No, nothing." Assistant Zhang was even more frightened.

This is really terrible, even Fang always does not answer the phone, it can be seen that things are really big.

Zhuang Shihao pulled his tie, which was loose, but he felt that he couldn't breathe.

When she was annoyed, Fang LAN called: "Shihao, I won't come back for dinner in the evening. I'll have dinner with my friends. Don't wait for me with you. Go to bed early

Zhuang Shihao put down the phone, thinking of what she had sent last night, she had no idea about other men The heart is not the same as the horse

What man? Who would be?

Zhuang Shihao asked Aunt Zhang to pick you up in the afternoon. He went to Yaoshi media and sat at the intersection waiting.

Later, he saw Fang LAN and Xu Rongrong come out together.

Zhuang Shihao held the steering wheel tightly and tried to move forward, but he couldn't move at all. He was afraid that once he appeared, he would face the worst result.

He and Fang LAN are not married yet, and both of them are still free He has no position and is more afraid of losing more.

"Fang LAN, Xiaoqin always said that she wanted to see you, so I left you for dinner."

Xiaoqin is the girl who sent food to Xu Guangrong last time. Xu Rongrong promised to contact her.

In the past so long, Xu Guangrong also gradually felt in the process of contact with Xiaoqin, and finally the two men and women officially identified.

Xiaoqin always remembers the last time Fang LAN helped her to deliver food to Xu Guangrong, so she specially invited Fang LAN to have a meal.

Fang LAN really can't refuse, just agreed to come down.

However, she also wants to see when Zhuang Shihao will come to find his candid trumpet.

Trumpet is his responsibility, Fang LAN must let him speak out.

Zhuang Shihao watched Fang LAN and Xu Guangrong enter the restaurant. He closed his eyes, lost his soul, and sat in the empty car. It was only early autumn. The wind outside the window was particularly cool.

When Fang LAN went home, Zhuang Shihao was already asleep.

She went to the guest room to have a bath, and then she went back to bed and lay down beside him.

Just lying down, the man turned over and pressed her, and the kiss was heavy and urgent.

"Hello, Zhuang Shihao..." Fang Lan was tired and didn't like such a disorderly kiss.

Zhuang Shihao was rejected by her, and his heart sank coldly: "Lan Lan."

The injured voice was deep and heavy, like a wounded beast.

LAN realized that this moment is also hurt.

"What are you doing?" she replied in a low voice

"Shall we get married?" Zhuang Shihao's voice was deep and long in the dark.

"No, I told you not to get married? You promised me Fang LAN shakes his head, "how to talk about this all of a sudden?"

Zhuang Shihao turned over and came down from her in a low voice: "sleep."

"Don't you have anything else to tell me?" Fang LAN asked.