The sweet pet of a wealthy family: He Shao's substitute bride

"Tear, it hurts me, I really want to chop off this pig's paw."

Jiang Ruoyue grabbed He Yi's culprit hand, then raised her slender hand, and made a motion of chopping vegetables on the back of his hand.

He Yi asked back: "Really willing? This hand is not a pig's claw, but an expert at making money. After chopping it up, you don't want famous brand bags, big villas?"

Jiang Ruoyue said arrogantly: "No, I draw the design draft by myself and have enough food and clothing, so I don't want a man to support me."

"Okay, then chop it up, anyway, baby can make money, so I will eat soft food from now on."

Jiang Ruoyue groaned twice, feeling unhappy: "Who wants to support you? A big man wants me to support you. How shameless you are."

He Yi pulled her over, and leaned closer to her soft Erzhu: "I can be shameless in front of my baby, even underwear and pants."

Jiang Ruoyue's face was flushed by He Yi, she gritted her teeth, and made a fierce look: "If you don't talk nicely, believe it or not, I'll beat you to death."

Jiang Ruoyue took a deep breath, why didn't she realize that this person was so shameless before.

Seeing Jiang Ruoyue's flushed face, He Yi wanted to pull him over and give him a kiss, but he glanced at the light bulb in the room.

"Why did someone go out to stand guard unconsciously, and didn't see us flirting."

Leng Xiao's face was not blushing, and his heart was not beating: "Didn't it mean that I haven't touched my girl's hands, and I'm not here to study?"

He Yi reluctantly let go of Jiang Ruoyue, rested his uninjured hand on the back of his head, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Leng Xiao, I haven't found out before that you still have such a cheap side?"

Leng Xiao folded his arms in front of his chest: "I'm not going to follow you. Before you met Sister Jiang, didn't you look at the opposite sex? Didn't you look straight at the opposite sex? You train on the island, and you don't want girls. You keep saying that girls are Troublesome creature, now, look at you, don't you look like a pug next to Sister Jiang, Sister Jiang trembles three times with every look in her eyes."

"Fuck you, what kind of pug, Laozi is still a wolf dog anyway, who is that weak pug, right, baby wife?"

Jiang Ruoyue seemed to be immersed in her own world all the time, and suddenly raised her head, "Husband, when it comes to raising dogs, we only raise a Bichon Frize. It's white fluffy, super cute, and doesn't shed hair."

He Yi's eyes were shocked, "Honey, we don't have dogs at home."

He Yi really doesn't understand why women like to keep dogs, especially the bichon frize that Jiang Ruoyue just mentioned. This kind of dog is a kind of hug dog. It was widely popular in the past and was deeply loved by your wife. The lady also bathes with this kind of dog.

According to how much Jiang Ruoyue likes dogs, she will not say that she will take a bath with this dog in the future, because he will never allow it, but most of the work of bathing a dog is done by herself. He has never enjoyed such a noble service. Cheaper for a dog.

Jiang Ruoyue pursed her little cherry mouth: "I don't even want to have a dog. Didn't you keep saying you love me? Is that how you love me?"

He Yi didn't like Jiang Ruoyue's provocative methods, half closed his eyes: "I think about it, it's not impossible.""

Jiang Ruoyue's eyes suddenly burst into light: "You agree?"

He Yi raised his thin lips, "We can raise a Tibetan mastiff to watch over the house."

Jiang Ruoyue was so angry that she gritted her teeth, "Tibetan mastiffs are not dogs."

"Tibetan mastiff is of course a dog. Don't argue with your husband about this. If you really want to raise it, let's make an agreement. Raise a Tibetan mastiff. Look at how fierce the Tibetan mastiff is. If you take it for a walk in the future, I can rest assured that no bad person will dare Close to you."

Jiang Ruoyue naturally knew that the Tibetan mastiff was a dog, so she was just annoyed.

Now she is even more angry and speechless. Whoever takes the Tibetan mastiff out for a walk, she dare not approach her if she wants to raise a Tibetan mastiff.

He clearly knows that what she wants to raise is that kind of obedient and docile dog, but he just won't let her do what she wants, you bastard.

"Are you still raising it? I remembered, Mo Qing went to the Tibetan area to find a site these days, and I asked him to bring a note back."

As He Yi said, he took the mobile phone next to him and was about to call Mo Qing.

Jiang Ruoyue snatched the phone, hung up, and said angrily, "I won't keep it anymore."

He Yi didn't finish: "You won't keep dogs anymore?"

Jiang Ruoyue said sullenly, "Mmm..."