Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Chapter 2018 This dog food is poisonous

Han Yanran couldn't help laughing, the corners of her mouth curled up.

"Let's go after dinner. It's not like you don't know how much that young master Huo likes to be jealous. Especially when you see you, your nose is not your nose, and your eyes are not your eyes."

Ji Ziyang nodded, "It's none of my business, that guy has always been narrow-minded."

Isn't it because he had a good relationship with Yumu Luan back then, and when Jiang Muyu was pregnant with Nian Nian, did he run away with someone?

As for still brooding about it until now, every time I see him, I have a bad face.

If it weren't for Jiang Muyu's good temper, he didn't know who could stand that kind of guy.

Han Yanran: "Enough is enough for you. No one wants to know about your old sesame mung bean scandal. Come and eat."

The two of them were talking, not like the kind of young couple who were passionately in love, but more like the kind of old couple who have been together for a long time.

This feeling is very subtle, and Han Xiaomei, who is on the sidelines, feels heartbroken looking at it.

Why did she come to the imperial capital in such a good manner?

At home, I am so angry that I am so annoyed!

Why does she still come here to be abused?

Let alone lovelorn!

Now I have to watch my favorite brother Ziyang and Han Yanran show off their affection, this dog food is simply poisonous.

Han Xiaomei burst into tears again in an instant, "You...don't let people eat!"

With a choked girl's voice, soft and greasy, it sounds aggrieved, no matter how you look at it, you feel very innocent and pitiful.

Han Yanran decided not to irritate Han Xiaomei anymore. To put it bluntly, this guy is a spoiled brat, not a fool.

Always being used as a gun by others!

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After dinner, they drove to Huo's house.

As soon as the people arrived, Jiang Muyu rushed out to pick them up, and with a sweet smile on her face, she held Han Yanran's arm, "Sister Yanran, I haven't told Young Master Huo yet, you come in and talk to him directly. That's good, anyway, I don't know much about your companies."

Several people entered the door, Huo Dashao sat on the sofa with a handsome and beautiful appearance, there was a little Lele on the left, and a little Chenchen on the right, who were disgusted every year and didn't squeeze in, but they still couldn't bear to be too far away, so they were beaten. Sitting next to Xiao Lele, holding a small computer, but focusing on the story Huo Dashao told.

Ji Ziyang had a beeping dog expression on his face: "..."

Hey, he was the one who told stories to the little ones in the past.

Now Huo Beicheng was replaced by the little guys telling stories, which made people feel uncomfortable.

What the hell, this young master Huo doesn't look like the kind of person who does this kind of thing, look at the gentle and doting look on his face.

snort!Destroy people!

Ji Ziyang curled his lips, and deliberately raised his voice, "I've been here for so long and no one has seen me, Mr. Huo telling stories is not suitable for you."

Xiao Chenchen was the most cooperative, and Pidianpidian rushed over with a bright smile on his face, "Papa Ji, Papa Ji, are you here to tell us a story?"

The little guy leaned closer to his ear in a sneaky way, and said quietly: "Daddy's storytelling is not as good as that of Dad Ji, you and Mommy."

Hearing this, Ji Ziyang's heart instantly felt at ease, and his peach blossom eyes sparkled with embarrassment.

Check it out!

This young master already knew that young master Huo was not someone who could tell children's stories well.

Consciously winning a head, Ji Ziyang hugged Xiao Chenchen and sat down on the sofa, "Niannian, do you think the story I told you is better?"

Baby Niannian had a cool look on his face: "It's half-baked, no one is good."