Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

At seven o'clock, no one picked up the sisters.

Finally, at almost eight o'clock, Miss Jiang answered the call while yawning.

Jiangsu: “If you don’t answer the call, I will call the police.”

Jiang Momo yawned and without saying anything, handed her cell phone to her husband, "Here, my nephew wants to call the police."

Su Linyan: "..."

Jiangsu was also speechless.

Finally, the phone fell into Jiang Momo's hand again, "Sister Mo, I can't contact Sister Nuan. That's the situation. I have an emergency today and I can't go there. You and Sister Nuan go over there and you help her. Don't say anything." You just record the video.”

Jiang Momo stretched out on the bed, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "Stop recording, Nuan'er can't go there today."

"Why?" Jiangsu asked.

Jiang Momo: "We are all adults."

Jiangsu: "..." It probably has nothing to do with the video he sent to his uncle.

"Oh, okay, then I'll go and get busy. Get up quickly. Don't let your factory go bankrupt before the end of the year."

"You're so full of **** so early in the morning. The stench is so high that it even reaches my place?" Miss Jiang perked up in a second.

Jiangsu: "I have nothing to say to you, a vulgar person."

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, a little bitch."

After that, the aunt and nephew both hung up the phone angrily.

Jiangsu was suffocated by his aunt's anger early in the morning, and Jiang Momo was told by her nephew that she was not in a beautiful mood early in the morning.

As for Gu Nuannuan, although she also feels uncomfortable, her source is her husband.

Gu Maomao didn't understand. This man must be sick.

"Jiang Chenyu, we didn't go home last night." Sitting up from the big bed in Yenan Villa, Gu Nuannuan looked at the man who was changing clothes in high spirits and going to work.

Jiang Chenyu glanced at the marks on his wife's small body. Only he knew that the little warm baby under the quilt was covered with his marks. He was very satisfied with his masterpiece.

If he hadn't answered the phone, Jiang Chenyu wouldn't have planned to go to the company today, but if he wanted to participate in the event, Jiang was the leader, so he had to show up.

So he got up.

"This is our home, that is our dad's home."

Jiang Chenyu took the suit jacket and put it on. Only four words came to Gu Xiaonuan's mind: human-like and dog-like!

But she didn't dare to say it.

"Zai called last night, but we didn't answer."

Jiang Chenyu put on his coat and straightened his cuffs. Standing there, his figure was still majestic and upright, making it difficult for Gu Nuannuan, a uniform man, not to be obsessed with it. Even though this is the husband she faces every day, and sometimes she is so angry that her teeth itch, but looking at her husband, she cannot deny that he is the man she is obsessed with.

"I wonder if he would be better off in his old house."

The uncle is the one who tells the story, the one who plays with him is Long Bao, the one who supports him is the aunt, the one who takes the bath is the uncle, there is also the greedy grandfather, the aunt who indulges him, and the uncle who allows his excessive behavior.

There is no mother who sets the rules at home, and there is no father who likes to beat him, so the young master can live a enjoyable life.

Gu Nuannuan watched the man pack his clothes, and before leaving, he looked at herself again.

Gu Xiaonuan immediately pulled the quilt to protect his neck and swallowed, "What are you looking at? Just leave quickly."

Jiang Chenyu glanced at the quilt on his wife's body and said, "I'll be back early tonight."

Then he strode out.

Gu Nuannuan stretched out his arms, wanting to give her husband a beating.

In the past, she didn't think there was anything wrong with An Kexia's frequent absences from her husband. Now, Gu Nuannuan really wanted to experience beating her husband. It was so relieving and refreshing.

Chaozhou,

An Kexia's right eyelid twitched at work.

She closed the case on the table, sat up straight, and asked her, "Kexia, what's wrong?"

An Kexia: "I feel uneasy. I'll call Imam to see if Yuan Niu is with him."

When the phone was called, there was a rush, and then there was a burst of noise, "Hey, Xia, oh! Niu, Yuanyuan... you tell your sister-in-law first."

After just two words, the Nangong family head's mobile phone fell into the hands of his entourage.

The attendant picked up the phone and said, "Hello, sister-in-law."

"okay, I get it."

The few words that appeared on the phone just now confirmed her guess.

Yes, the father and daughter are together again. Not only that, she seemed to know what her daughter had done today when she came home at night.

Gu Nuannuan didn't go out. She was lying on the bed, looking at the bright sun outside. She wanted to get out of bed, but the pain in her waist and legs was unbearable. She could only lie on the bed to calm down before getting up to clean up. Own.

Gu Nuannuan turned over and fumbled on the bed for a long time before finding her mobile phone. Most of the missed calls were from Jiangsu. Her mistress's two calls were not answered, so he ran away.

I opened the address book and was about to reply to the message when the servant knocked on the door.

It turned out that before Jiang Chen Yu left, he ordered the kitchen to prepare meals and deliver them to his wife.

But Gu Nuannuan took a look at her appearance and the mess in the bedroom, "Take it off, I'll go down to eat later."

"The gentleman asked us to bring it in."

"It doesn't matter what Jiang Chenyu says, just listen to me!"

Servant: "..." It's better to listen to the wife. It seems that what the husband said does not count.

At noon, when the little tiger was eating at school, he called his mother again, "Where?"

This time Gu Nuannuan answered, "Where did you lose it?"

"What are you doing?"

"I miss my mother,"

Gu Nuannuan knew the suffix as soon as she heard it, "If you want anything, call your dad."

"oh."

Nizi hung up the phone and called his father who was being interviewed for a photo in front of the spotlight of many media reporters.

A group of people shook hands with each other. As soon as Jiang Chen Yu sat down, his phone vibrated. He took it out and looked at it, stood up with a smile, and walked to the side to answer the call.

"Hey, son."

The reporters in the front row could hear what Mr. Jiang said, and they all pointed their cameras at Jiang Chenyu. That was the young master's phone number.

"Dad, my baby wants a game console too."

Jiang Chenyu: "You are still too young."

"No, dad, Baobaodan has many friends. Dad, why don't you buy one for Baobaodan? Baobao wants it too." The little tiger pestered others while eating.

The teacher asked him to finish his meal first before talking. As a result, the little tiger opened his small mouth and took a big mouthful twice. When he was full, he wiped his small mouth and began to whimper and act coquettishly towards his father again.

Jiang Chenyu chuckled, "Dad will pick you up after school in the evening."

"Why are you burying the cow?" The little tiger said loudly before he could swallow it.

Jiang Chenyu understood that his son wanted to ask him, "Do you want to buy a game console?" and replied, "Dad needs to discuss it with Xiao Nuanbao."

The little tiger parted ways and swallowed the food, "But where did I say that she doesn't care about the treasure, and then let dad take care of it."

After a while, he heard the noise next to him and Jiang Chenyu was about to go over. "Dad is busy outside. I will tell you the result tonight."