Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

At the end of the performance of a set of swordsmanship, Song Fei shook his fist and bowed, picked up the microphone, and said nothing but one sentence: "I know that Yan Jiang is beautiful and lovely, but I love him. , Don’t come, Mao and Gou."

The knife was often thrown on his head, and the tip of the knife trembled wildly. Song Fei said, "Come on, and I'll cut a pair."

Hearing this, Yan Jiang was stunned for a moment before he realized that the so-called slashing of a pair was to slash him together.

Yan Jiang hurried to the stage and snatched Song Fei's microphone. He held it by himself and told everyone with a serious expression, "Family and friends, everyone has seen it. My wife is a bit grumpy. If you want to survive, don't provoke me. "

Yan Jiang wiped his bald head, thinking of a certain stalk that had been popular in Shaking a few years ago, and said, "Don't love me, it's no result."

The intimacy of the couple's cooperation has made those who have crooked minds dismissed the idea. The wife that Yan Jiang looked for was too fierce, and she deserved to be the one who was not killed in the African riots.

Crazy enough!

At the end of the performance, Song Fei stepped off the stage and patted Song Ci on the shoulder, "Good performance tonight."

Song Ci sticks out his tongue.

She stared at the big knife that Song Fei was holding in her arms, and she was a little bit dumbfounded. "Are you not afraid that after tomorrow, netizens across the country will call you a gangster?"

She looked thin and thin, a girl who was handsome and majestic with a sword.

Song Fei: "What are you afraid of. I was originally a monster, I would be afraid of others?" Since childhood, Song Fei has been a stranger in the eyes of others, and she doesn't care about others' eyes at all.

Some friends came on stage to sing in the back. After the performance, Song Fei went to change clothes. At the same time, Yan Jiang also slipped away, perhaps to prepare for the next groom performance.

Song Ci and Han Zhan sat on the sofa in the corner, looking at the people swinging on the dance floor, she turned her head and said to Han Zhan, "Guess, what will Yan Jiang perform later?"

With Song Fei's shocking performance ahead, Han Zhan could no longer imagine what Yan Jiang would do for a while.

He took a sip of fruit wine in a complicated mood, and said with emotion: "You young people's world, I can't guess it."

He is derailed from the world.

In Han Zhan's concept, the wedding performance should be waltz or tango duet, and more open, a street dance or something can also be lively.

At their wedding that year, Song Ci danced a belly dance, which attracted screams from the audience and made him half to death.

The elderly Han Zhan has closed himself up and chose not to say anything.

Song Ci fell into Han Zhan's arms with a smile, and his shoulders shook.

Han Zhan also hugged her, playing with her hair.

The two sat in the corner for a while, and they heard someone whistling at the entrance of the ballroom, and someone shouting that the bridegroom was coming.

Curious about what Yan Jiang did, that's why this person had a strong reaction. Song Ci also leaned forward and watched the fun together.

She ran to the front of the crowd, and saw eight men in belly dance costumes with navels, and to be precise, men dressed as men, strode over.

They were about the same size, the same height, and they all wore fake curly hair and the same mask. The only ones exposed were the neck, waist, and ankles.

Upon seeing this, Song Ci was so excited that his blood began to boil.

Emma, ​​can play!

Someone found a chair and let Song Fei sit on the chair and watch the performance of the fake women.

Rao is a cold person like Song Fei. After seeing Yan Jiang and his friends dressed up, he couldn't help but laugh.

She was pressed on a chair by Song Ci and forced to watch the crowd dance in a wild. They didn't jump well one by one, but they worked very hard, their buttocks were almost up to the sky, and their waists were about to break.

Han Zhan stood beside Song Ci, looking at Yan Jiang and the others with an unbelievable expression, feeling extremely complicated.

He is really old, no young guys can play.

After the dance, eight men stood together. The host smiled and said to Song Fei: "Beautiful bride, come and find your groom! If you choose the wrong one, you can't change it!"

Song Fei stood up, first walked over in front of the row of men, and looked at them carefully. But these guys all pretend to be very good, and the exposed necks are all the **** touch of the liquid foundation, it looks like a color.

Song Fei was really embarrassed.

She thought about it, and suddenly pointed at Han Junjun in the crowd.

Watching the excitement and watching the excitement, when Song Fei reached out for a roll call, Han Junjun was stunned, expressing some confusion.

Han Junjun was just twenty, at the same age as a flower. He was handsome and handsome. Standing in the crowd in a white shirt, people couldn't help but sigh that being young is so good.

Song Fei said to Han Junjun: "Come here, Junjun."

Han Wangwang quickly pushed Han Junjun.

Han Junjun was pushed to Song Fei's side.

Song Fei approached Han Junjun and whispered a few words to him. Only seeing Han Junjun's expression was excited and embarrassed. Finally, Han Junjun nodded excitedly.

Han Junjun hugged Song Fei's waist as Song Fei requested.

When his hand touched Song Fei's thin waist, one of the eight men lined up suddenly clenched his fist.

Song Fei hinted that Han Junjun continued.

Han Junjun bowed his head and kissed Song Fei.

Just when Han Junjun was about to touch Song Fei's cheek, Yan Jiang couldn't help it anymore, pulling off his mask while walking out of the crowd.

He pulled Song Fei out of Han Junjun's arms.

Yan Jiang held Song Fei's back with one hand and locked her tightly in his arms, while holding Song Fei's head with the other hand, he lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.

The whistle became louder.

When the kiss was over, Yan Jiang let go of Song Fei. To the sly smiling eyes of Shang Song Fei, Yan Jiang gritted his teeth and said, "You will be angry with me."

Song Fei: "It works, isn't it?"

She knew that Yan Jiang would not tolerate her kissing other men. He looked very perverted and obedient and listened to her, but in Song Fei's ownership, Yan Jiang was more domineering than anyone else.

She is his!

Others can't even touch Song Fei's fingers, let alone the intimate gesture of kissing Song Fei's cheek!

Song Fei broke the scene easily. A group of elders who cooperated with Yan Jiang's dance took off their masks and condemned Yan Jiang: "A Jiang, you are too uncontrollable. When your sister-in-law is excited, you will I took the initiative to jump out, and I looked like a wife slave."

"Hahaha, yes, sister-in-law, take care of these A Jiang in the future, especially his cursing mouth without a dirty word."

"I wish you happiness!"

A party ended with the sound of blessings.

After the banquet, the couple went home to rest for one night, and drove the RV the next day, preparing for a honeymoon trip in the RV.

On this trip, they will not come back until the New Year, and after the new year, they have to go to Mo's house.

When Yan Jiang asked for leave, he also had opinions with the unit leaders. The leader felt that he was neglecting his duty, and Yan Jiang himself felt that the leader's words made sense, so he decided to temporarily quit his job.

Yan Jiang really wants to quit his job, and the leader is reluctant. Apart from anything else, Yan Jiang's professional skills are still excellent. When he was at school, Yan Jiang was a top student in forensic medicine, and a well-known bigwig in the school.

Later, Yan Jiang went to act, and his teacher regretted it for a while. In fact, during filming, when Yan Jiang occasionally took breaks, he would also participate in the investigation and research of large-scale cases with his teacher. He never let go of his major.

Compared to acting, Yan Jiang actually prefers to deal with dead bodies and cases.

After discussion, the leadership decided to give Yan Jiang an arrangement to stay on without pay. Yan Jiang is not short of money and has no opinion on it. He took his wife on a honeymoon trip happily, and updated Fengguangguang and his wife's photos on Weibo every day. Fans can eat sweet dog food for a while.

Song Ci looked at the photos and videos that Yan Jiang posted in the group, all envied. "I want to travel in an RV too."

Han Zhan was a little embarrassed. He said: "There is a lot of work at the end of the year, so I can only wait for next year."

After Arang came to look at Dongcheng, he lived with Han Zhan and the others. Ajan hopped down from the stairs, his lame leg walked very neatly.

Hearing Han Zhan and Song Ci were discussing the RV trip, and learning that Han Zhan was not available, Agen volunteered and said, "Hough has no time? It doesn't matter, I have time."

Turning his head to look at Song Ci, Agen said, "Song Ci, I have good driving skills. I will take you on a trip."

Song Ci dare not.

She was afraid that Arang would kill her if she was unhappy.

Han Zhan was also not at ease, he always thought that Arang had unruly thoughts about this sister-in-law. "You don't need to worry, I will take her time to play next year."

After speaking, Han Zhan noticed that Arang was wearing Meituan takeaway clothes today. He couldn't help showing a confused expression, "What are you doing in this way?"

Ajan said, "Delivering food."

He took out his work card, shook it in front of Han Zhan and Song Ci, and told them: "Tell you a good news, I have officially joined Meituan Takeaway and become a member of the Meituan army. Later non-working hours , I'm going to deliver food."

Ajan, who loves money, enjoys the satisfaction that work brings him. He couldn't take any time off for a day, and he felt uncomfortable when he was free.

"Right, Hough." After a pause, Agen called out again: "Brother."

Hearing this brother, Han Zhan was finally willing to give Arang a look.

Agen said, "Brother, someone from your company will order takeaways in the future. Remember to ask them to order Meituan. Don't order them hungry." Just after joining the company today, Agen was ready to grab business with his opponent.

Han Zhan rejected him on the spot: "Impossible, not to mention that our company's food is delicious and no one orders takeaway at all. It is their freedom for someone to order takeaway and which company outside they are willing to use."

"Humph!"

As soon as Agen put the helmet on his head, he rode on his... Halley delivered the food.

Song Ci was full of black lines. She said, "Driving Harley to deliver the food, does Agen have a brain problem, or is there something wrong?"

Han Zhan: "But my heart."

Wearing Meituan takeaway clothes, Ajan rode a handsome Harley, shuttled in every corner of the city, becoming a beautiful landscape.

In less than a day, all the net worms in the East City knew that there was a second generation ancestor driving a Harley to deliver food in their city.

After a hard day, Ajang returned home in the evening, and when he saw the comments, he also thought it was too shameless. So the next day, Agen went to buy a motorcycle.

After five o'clock, Agen got off work from Zeus International and drove away his new motorcycle from the parking lot, officially opening his delivery service.

Ding Dong——

The first order.

Arang took a look and found that someone had bought more than 20 coffees and desserts. The coffee shop was on the shopping street across from Sanshengqiao. Ajan went to get the courier and drove to deliver the goods.

The delivery address says "AK E-sports Club". In Wangdongcheng, there are several industries named after AK. AK Design Club, AK Casino, AK E-sports Club.

It seems that this is a boss.

Holding coffee in both hands, Arang passed the doorman's release and walked into the avant-garde gaming building.

"Who ordered the coffee?"

Ajan shouted.

The first floor of the e-sports department is the training position for young trainees, and the second floor is the training position for official players. Hearing this, an eighteen or nine-year-old boy appeared on the second floor. He shook his hand and said to Agen, "Here!"

Ajan took the coffee and walked quickly to the second floor.

"Your takeaway, a total of 12 cups of coffee. There is also a dessert."

Hearing that, the boy said: "Brother, please send this dessert upstairs, please? Our manager is upstairs."

"Oh, good."

When Arang is working, he is dedicated to his job, and he doesn't get tired from running errands.

He brought the beautifully packed snack to the third floor, which was the office area, which seemed very quiet. Ajan didn't know who to give it to, so he stood in the quiet corridor and shouted: "Who ordered the Xuemei Niang?"

"Here."

Ajan heard a lazy female voice. He turned around and saw under the office door behind him, standing a woman wearing a dark purple shirt and a black OL skirt.

The woman has long hair draped, a few strands of hair hanging from her forehead, big waist and long legs, she is a rare **** beauty.

The woman seemed to have just woke up, her hair was a little messy, and when she saw Ajan, she waved to her, "Little brother, it's mine."

The 33-year-old "little brother" walked over with a silent expression, and handed Xue Meiniang to the beauty. The beauty stretched out her hand, with black nail polish smeared on her slender fingers, which looked pretty.

When Arang turned and was about to leave, he heard the woman ask again: "Why don't you send it here tonight?"

Ajang went to work the first day, and he didn't know that there was still this rule. He said, "It may be far away. I don't think there is too much money, so no one will take it."

"Oh."

After thinking about it, Ajan said again: "But I am different. I work hard and I do nothing. As long as I have money, I can do everything." Money is the uncle, and everything is easy to say with money.

Hearing that, the woman looked at him more. Ajan's safety helmet was very well worn. He was worried about getting tanned and worried about the virus. He also wore a mask. The woman only saw a pair of gray-blue eyes, and a few strands of golden hair scattered from under the helmet.

She was stunned and asked in a low voice, "Foreigner."

"Mixed blood." Hybrid, Agen usually calls himself that way.

The woman nodded, and she said, "Leave a number. Our trainees go to bed late at night and often order takeaways. If you are willing to deliver, you will run once at night and give you an extra fifty."

Ajan nodded and said: "174XXX, my number, job number 235xx."

After hearing this, the woman said: "The job number is too long, let's say the name."

Ajan gave a Chinese name: "Han Rang." He and Han Zhan settled under the name of Han Zhan.

"Well, yes."

Ajan hurried to deliver the next order, and went quite fast. He was walking fast, and his lameness was obvious. The woman stared at Arang's left leg for a moment. It turned out that there was a problem with the leg, no wonder I was willing to take orders at night.

Ajan didn't know that he had become the ‘poor foreigner with a disability’ in the woman’s heart, and he was still delivering food.

It was getting dark, and Arang received another meal, this time for snail noodles.

Arjan carried the snail noodles into a high-end hotel. If it were not for food delivery, many takeaways would never want to enter this high-end hotel for the rest of their lives.

Ajan stood outside the door and rang the doorbell.

The door was opened by a man in black.

Arang looked up and saw the man in black, his face suddenly fell.

Is Cecilio's subordinate.

Arang walked in with the snail noodles, and threw the noodles on the coffee table in front of Cecilio, "Guest of Weihao 2041, your snail noodles have been delivered, please give me a good comment."

Cecilio looked away from the computer and glanced at Agen lukewarmly. Those eyes were full of contempt and disdain. "Do you have **** in your mind?" Cecilio rarely said swear words, but after seeing Ajan's dress, he couldn't hold back after all.

Ajan took off his mask and calmly replied: "Don't scold anyone."

Cecilio took a deep breath. He said, "Follow me back to Italy, and you will drive me. It is more promising than delivery."

"Delivery if you want to take out, but the car can't drive without thinking." Is he asking for money? What he wants is freedom!

Cecilio wrinkled his nose at the smell of snail powder. He said: "Our business is very big, Agen, I need your help. It doesn't make sense that you are all chic and smart, but I have to work hard like an old scalper."

Cecilio also wants to go take out.

Agen was quite sympathetic to Cecilio. He said: "It is impossible to want both power and status, but also freedom." He sent a literal Chinese sentence to Cecilio, "Since ancient times, Yuhe Bear's paw can't have both."

Cecilio didn't understand the essence of this statement. He simply thought that Ajan was talking about fish and bear paws. He also said, "All are slaughtered, and you can eat them once they are cooked."

Agen: "..."

"No culture, it's terrible."

Putting on the mask again, Ajan turned and left. Before leaving, he did not forget to remind Cecilio to give praise.

After Ajan left, Cecilio sulked for a while, then opened the takeaway box and ate a few mouthfuls of snail powder with his head down and frown.

An hour ago, Su Huanyan posted a picture of her eating snail noodles on ins. Cecilio saw it and wanted to taste Su Huanyan's favorite delicacy.

But the smell of this food was really weird, and Cecilio couldn't accept it.

It's a killer on earth!

He couldn't figure out why Su Huanyan would like to eat this kind of food. Cecilio lost the snail fan, and finally did not forget to give Agen a five-star praise.

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Cecilio: It is everyone's responsibility to support his brother's cause.

It was changed at 1:00 last night, and now the second is served, see you tomorrow, babies.