Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

"Since your agent said it can be done, then don't worry about it, just wait."

With one hand on his hip and a spatula in the other, Shan Yuting turned sideways and said to Jiang Zitong.

He obviously spoke in a serious manner, but in Jiang Zitong's eyes, it was a bit funny, so he looked particularly indecent.

Just think about it, a "Young Master" who is full of charm and extraordinary temperament is wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen with a spatula.

He looks like a good gentleman and a family husband. If he is put on the outside, he doesn't know how many ignorant nympho girls will be fascinated.

After all, now is an era of beauty and figure, no matter men or women, it is the same.

With one arm around his chest and one hand resting on his chin, Jiang Zitong looked at Shan Yuting with all his thoughts, full of admiration: "Duck, I didn't expect you to be able to go to the hall, go to the kitchen, and occasionally take it out. Liuliu. My great vanity is satisfied in an instant, and it is right to marry you."

Shan Yuting suddenly put his arms around Jiang Zitong's waist, pulled her into his arms with a little force, and smiled playfully: "You think I'm my dog? Still loafing? Huh?"

Jiang Zitong swallowed, then blinked again: "No, no, you got it wrong, I... I'm praising you for your virtuousness!"

Really, second counseling, a proper desire to survive is online.

"Really?"

"It's true, it's definitely more real than real gold!" Jiang Zitong carefully opened Shan Yuting's hand, pointed at the kitchen knife in the pot, "Turn it over quickly, it's going to be mushy... it's mushy!"

Shan Yuting let go of Jiang Zitong, smiled and watched her run away, and shook his head: Xiao Nizi is still as timid as ever?On the contrary, the skill of escaping has become more and more proficient.

After dinner, Jiang Zitong nestled on the sofa watching TV and playing games, while Shan Yuting went to Violet.

Jiang Zitong has long been accustomed to the fact that Shan Yuting went to Violet, and it would be strange if he didn't go someday.

It has to be said that Luo Mingqiu is really capable, and within three days, he dragged Jiang Zitong to try on clothes again.

The newly custom-made dresses are very special in both color and style, and even the embroidery patterns on the dresses are particularly exaggerated.

Everywhere is ZT, the designer of the dress can't wait to tell the whole world that the owner of this dress is called Zitong.

Not only that, but in some obvious small places, J is embroidered.

If you can't think of who it is with such an obvious name, you'd be a fool...

"Have you gained weight recently? Why is your waist so small?"

Luo Mingqiu grabbed Jiang Zitong's waist, looked left and right, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that something was wrong.

Although the waistline outlines the figure very sexy, it is too tight, and it feels like the stitches will collapse if it is moved a little.

"Didn't you let you take good care of it? Why did you put on weight for me? When you want to go to a TV festival, let everyone know that you are a fat man?"

Luo Mingqiu is almost drunk, and the Magnolia TV Festival is only a few days away, where is she going to catch Master Rui En, that damn bitch?

The person who sent the gown from Italy said that Master Ryan took the assistant to visit the shop in Europe after embroidering the gown, and his whereabouts were uncertain in a short time.

God knows, Luo Mingqiu's lungs were about to explode when he heard the news. What if the size is not suitable?What should I do?Who is she going to change to!

In the end...unexpectedly, she was really expected!

"Is there?" Jiang Zitong looked at himself in the mirror, looking left and right, "Is there not?"

After watching for a long time, she didn't feel that she was fat...

Luo Mingqiu pinched Jiang Zitong's waist fiercely with both hands, wrapped her in a circle, stared at her and said, "You can't feel the extra two centimeters on your waist?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zitong looked at her hooped waist, she really didn't think her waist was thick!

Luo Mingqiu didn't answer Jiang Zitong's answer to herself, and got angry anxiously, stroking her waist back and forth: "Let's talk about it, are you pregnant? I don't know yet?"