There is no bottom line for the president of flash marriage to spoil his wife

Chapter 1885

"Tomorrow, tomorrow we will take Yangyang back to Guancheng." Haitong decided, and took his nephew out of Fengchen Villa. The child is also very forgetful, and returned to Guancheng. The two little guys can't play together, Yangyang The secret behind Long Ting will soon be forgotten.

Zhan Yin looked at her and said: "If I say yes, I'm afraid that you will say that I wish you could go back. If I say no, I'm afraid that Yang Yang will be curious and ask Long Ting, and even more afraid that he will lift Long Ting's clothes." Look. Children's curiosity is very strong."

"If I didn't accidentally learn about this, I would like to go back on the date originally planned."

Hai Tong didn't expect to know the secret of Long Ting's back by lifting Long Ting's clothes like that. No need to ask, the person who tattooed that pattern on Long Ting's back must be a relative of Long Ting.

In Zhan Yin's words, who would be willing to tattoo that thing on such a young child unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Don't be too nervous, just play for two more days. You don't have to be afraid in Fengchen Villa."

Zhan Yin comforted his beloved wife, "Maybe this is God's arrangement."

Haitong was too hasty to think that she would leave just two days after her arrival, and Mu Qing even agreed with her that tomorrow she would take the children to Ouyang's house to play with Yang Xi.

"Then play for two more days."

Zhan Yin hummed, "Don't think so much, go to bed early."

He sat down beside his wife, hugged her, kissed her on the face, and whispered: "In someone else's house, I will spare you for the time being."

Haitong hurriedly pushed him away, and lay down next to Yangyang.

Zhan Yin smiled lowly.

No more words for one night.

The night passed, and the rising sun ushered in, and a new day began.

Jiangcheng.

Qiao Han was still in a dream when he was awakened by the phone ringing.

She was full of anger.

She is usually busy with work, that is, on Sundays, so she can take a good rest and sleep in late.

As a result, someone called her early in the morning.

She didn't even open her eyes, took the phone, swiped it to the right habitually, put the phone to her ear, and said coldly: "Qiao Xuan, you better have something big."

The person who dared to call her at this time was either his parents or that kid Qiao Xuan.

"Mr. Qiao, it's me."

Zhan Haoyu's voice came.

Qiao Han suddenly opened his eyes.

People also sat up.

The voice was lowered subconsciously, still cold: "Mr. Zhan? Is there something wrong?"

Call her early in the morning.

And it's her home number, which most people don't know.

"I was in Qiao's mansion. I thought Mr. Qiao would come back last night, so I came here early to wait for Mr. Qiao, but the sun was already high, and I didn't see Mr. Qiao. I asked my aunt to find out that you didn't come back last night. Home, my aunt gave me this mobile phone number and asked me to contact you."

Zhan Haoyu explained how he got Qiao Han's home number.

Qiao Han frowned, "Boss Zhan hasn't said what it is yet."

"We have agreed. Go horse riding today. After riding the horse, I will treat you to dinner as a reward for your help."

Qiao Han: "..."

She really didn't take this matter to heart.

"Why didn't President Zhan come to me directly?"