His Wife Calls The Shots

Bite the bullet and said: "Axian, in fact, I think that if you want to know her, it is better to ask her yourself. Although she has not forced me to keep it secret, I feel that if I come out, I will die miserably. After more than ten years of friendship, you shouldn't just watch me die."

Feng Xian's fingertips stroked the wall of the coffee cup, and the warm temperature spread to his fingertips.

He raised his eyes: "You have suffered from her losses."

Shi Haihan almost blurted out, but fortunately, he stopped in time and said: "Anyway, she is not as weak as you see. If you can help, you can do it for me and her."

Feng Xian had a good idea of ​​the relationship between the two Rao. He tapped his finger on the wall of the cup, picked up the coffee, took a sip, and said lightly: "What she meant is what I meant."

On the other side, Qianmen took a nap in the bedroom on the second floor.

She plugged in her hearing aids, and soon fell asleep.

During the period, she seemed to hear the sound of rustling downstairs and the door bell, half-dreaming and half-awake, she just treated the two bear children next door as making trouble, so she ignored it.

After his nap, Qian Miao got up and looked at the LM monthly report sent by Heiji.

The white gas is hotter, and the black chicken is wearing a suit again, sweating out of heat. He went to pick up the refrigerator, driving the company while driving.

Suddenly, he spoke.

Qian Mian just finished reading the document, put it aside, and sent it to him with a faint look.

"What's in the fridge?"

The black chicken opened the refrigerator door, and then moved away mechanically to show her what's inside

Suddenly, Qian Mi stopped.

The refrigerator is full of food. In addition to ready-to-eat foods and fruit milk tea, there are also a few vegetables and meats.

The black chicken was dumbfounded: "Boss, you finally learned to use your kitchen, but you can buy these things by yourself. It's very hard to get them back. Why don't you let me buy them."

Qian Miao got up and went to the refrigerator door, looked aside, and found a message posted on it: If you can't cook the food, just call me-Xian.

"Boss, what is written on it..."

The black chicken leaned over to look, but unexpectedly, his boss's hand dropped and didn't look at it.

Qianmiao came to the door, opened his password lock input area, frowned.

How did that man crack her code?

"Boss, who did you have an appointment to eat today? How can you buy so many dishes?" Heiji asked while drinking a bottle of water.

Qian Miao thoughtfully, did not say anything.

In the evening, she returned to Fengjia.

I saw a very interesting scene-

With load-bearing tires on his feet, Feng Can ran around the largest garden in Feng's house.

The old man was sitting under the umbrella with a serious face, drinking tea.

Qiao Shiwan was anxious beside her.

Feng Can was still wearing the clothes in the traffic jam, sweat soaked through the clothes, dripping with water.

"Fourth brother is too pitiful."

"Or, let's go to your grandfather's place to plead with A Chan."

Under the tree, stood Lin Wenyu and Feng Chuchu, both of them looked at the poor Feng Can, but didn't notice Qian Mian here.

Feng Chuchu sighed: "It's useless, you haven't seen my aunt has been pleading for a long time. This time my fourth brother really offended my grandpa. He used to drive in a car and almost died. After that time, my grandpa and aunt would not allow me. He was playing in the car, but he didn't expect him to be so bold that he would sneak away.

Lin Wenyu wondered: "Since it was sneaking away, how did you know?"