Sand sculpture tyrant always called my wife

Bian Yunluo, who happened to pass by the door, heard Jiang Zhan's wailing, and was even more worried about Jiang Zhan's family situation. This time the parents' meeting was over, he must have a chat with Jiang Zhan's parents alone.

As expected, Yun Luo saw the familiar luxury car at the school gate, but unexpectedly this time, Ying Zaizhou sat in the co-pilot.

Sitting in the back, Mianmian happily rolled down the small window, revealing a small face, and waved at Bian Yunluo.

"Can kindergarten children play?" Bian Yunluo opened the car door, sat beside Mianmian, took off the small schoolbag that the child was still carrying, and asked softly.

Mianmian happily shook her legs, half leaned on Bian Yunluo, and took out the transparent candy box in her schoolbag: "I gave the mango candy to the children, and everyone said my father is amazing."

There is one last candy in the candy box, the orange fudge is covered with a layer of granulated sugar, and it is wrapped in beautiful transparent sugar paper.

Mianmian twisted her buttocks, sat up, looked at the co-pilot co-pilot, and secretly stuck to the seat, staring at the father and son in the rearview mirror, and Ying Zaizhou, who pricked up her ears to eavesdrop.

After hesitating for a moment, Mianmian stretched out in the direction of Ying Zaizhou: "I specially left this for my mother."

Ying Zaizhou heard the words, secretly looked sideways, and looked at the little hand beside him.

This is for the little wife?Then why hand it to him?

Ying Zaizhou glanced at Yun Luo, hum, it must be to curry favor with him, so I gave it to him specially.

Naive O, think that such a candy can win his heart?

Ying Zaizhou took the candy with disdain and put it in his pocket.

Bian Yunluo looked at the empty candy box in Mianmian's hand, and remembered something.

"Can you go back to my house? I want to pick up something." What Mian Mian sent out today was the last little snack he made before, and it's time to replenish Mian Mian.

"Just buy what you want, and go back and do what you want." Ying Zaizhou subconsciously refuted Bian Yunluo's words.

If there are any good things in Xiao O's crappy house, just buy new ones if you want, why bother to go back.

Besides, there are more important things he prepared at home.

Bian Yunluo, who was rejected, looked down at the empty candy box in his hand. Indeed, his home and Ying Zaizhou's villa were in two directions, and it was a bit troublesome to go back and forth.

In that case, he might as well go back another day by himself.

Bian Yunluo raised his glasses with one hand and pinched the bridge of his nose. He always felt a little stuffy, but he didn't know if it was an illusion.

Ying Zaizhou, who hadn't heard the echo for a long time, turned his head guiltily, observing Bian Yunluo's expression from the rearview mirror.

The little wife lowered her head, the broken hair on her forehead covered her eyes, only her small chin and delicate nose tip could be seen, the skin under her eyes seemed a little red.

The slender fingertips are also powdered, strange, strange to look good.

Wait, no, Ying Zaizhou's pupils dilated slightly, staring at Bian Yunluo in the mirror.

Just now, Xiao O could not be secretly wiping tears.

Was his tone just now a little heavy?

It seems really heavy.

Tsk, the hateful organization is all to blame for that ruthless couple, making him look so cold-hearted.

Ying waved his hand in the state: "Turn around and go to his house."

You're really squeamish, if you want to go back, just say it, why cry, want to make him feel bad on purpose?

Bian Yunluo, whose cheeks were a little hot, raised his head upon hearing the sound, not knowing why Ying Zaizhou suddenly changed his mind.

The black luxury car appeared downstairs of Bian Yunluo's house again.

Bian Yunluo led Mianmian out of the car, and saw Ying Zaizhou, the co-pilot, leaning on the car door with one hand, looking deeply into the distance, looking in a bad mood.

Bian Yunluo guessed that Ying Zaizhou might think he wasted time: "Sorry, wait a minute, we'll be down right away."

Then, before the little wife took the initiative to act like a baby and begged him, Ying Zaizhou, who went up to help get things, watched a big and a small, and went upstairs holding hands.

Ying Zaizhou choked his breath in his throat, "Huh!" He folded his hands on his chest and tilted his head, and angrily slammed himself into the leather seat.

Secretary Li, who was driving, suppressed his laughter wildly. To be honest, he didn't know what Ying Zaizhou was thinking, but he felt funny when he saw Ying Zaizhou being deflated.

Maybe this is the inborn malice of a migrant worker towards capitalists.

"Secretary Li!" Ying Zaizhou yelled viciously, don't think he didn't see it, this kid just snickered!

Secretary Li looked at his nose with his eyes, his mouth with his nose, and his heart with his mouth: "Yes."

Ying's Adam's apple was rolling up and down crazily, and the legs below subconsciously stepped on the sewing machine: "Can you bake cold noodles!"

"Yes, huh?! No." Secretary Li looked at the boss in surprise. What kind of problem is this?Wouldn't it be another plan to push the cart and take him to the gate of the high school to sell cold noodles, so as to capture Mr. Bian's heart.

Bian Yunluo didn't know what happened downstairs. He took out a big bag from the cupboard and put all kinds of ingredients, candy wrappers, and various molds in the kitchen into the bag. inside.

After cleaning up, Bian Yunluo went into the bathroom first, and just came back, he took away the laundry beads at home.

Then he went into the study room again, took out the ledger-like thing from the bookshelf again, flipped through two pages hesitantly, and struggled for a moment between taking it away or not taking it away, Bian Yunluo still chose to put it back in its original place.

Holding a pile of things, Mian Mian staggered into the study, the little one was covered up and couldn't even see her head: "Dad, Dad."

Bian Yunluo quickly took the huge bag of dog food and cat food from Xiao Budianer's hand.

Because there are many stray cats and dogs in this community, the residents will feed them on a regular basis. Before that, they crowdfunded to sterilize the little ones, so before helping to raise the dogs, in fact, they often have some cat food at home. dog food.

Bian Yunluo would often bring some to feed on the way to work or off work, and Mianmian also went there with him a few times.

Mian Mian's tired face was flushed, and there was still a teddy bear that Bian Yunlu gave him on his third birthday under his arm: "This one, Ruan Ruan will also take it away."

Ruanrou is the name Mianmian gave the teddy bear.

With a big bag full, Bian Yunluo gritted his teeth, picked up the big bag with one hand, opened the door with Mianmian and prepared to go down.

Opening the door, Ying Zaizhou leaned against the wall with one hand in his pocket, staring at the single light bulb on the ceiling like a male model: "Oh, you are the first man who dared to make me wait so long."

Bian Yunluo tightened his hand holding the bag, then he is really lucky to have so many firsts in Ying Zaizhou: "I'm sorry."

"For the sake of begging me, I will reluctantly take it for you." Hearing the apology, Ying Zaizhou ticked up the corner of his mouth cryptically, and for the sake of Xiao O's coquettishness, he reluctantly forgave Bian Yun Luo just acted in a fit of anger because of his favor and arrogance.

In order to show his "boyfriend power", Ying Zhou took the bag in one hand and walked downstairs easily.

However, Bian Yunluo looked at his shoulder, and then at the place that should be near the state just now, where a large piece of wall had fallen off at some point.

Ying Zaizhou was wearing a dark brown suit today, which made the white dust on his body very obvious.

"Wait." If Ying Zai Zhou went on like this, sat in the car again, and returned to the villa with a shoulder of white ashes on his back... Bian Yunluo just thought about it, and began to feel embarrassed for Ying Zai Zhou again.

Bian Yunluo pressed the shoulder that should be clean in the state, and lightly patted the dirty side in the state.

After it was almost wiped clean, Bian Yunluo took out a wet tissue from his pocket and wiped Ying Zaizhou's shoulder until it was completely cleaned up: "It's done."

Ying Zaizhou didn't move for a long time, his ears were red, until Bian Yunluo patted him on the shoulder strangely, then he came back to his senses.

He quickly ran downstairs with his bag, like a thief snatching a bag.

Bian Yunluo was stunned, looked at Mianmian in confusion, and went downstairs.

The things have been put in the trunk, and Ying Zaizhou is sitting in the back row...

Bian Yunluo looked at him twice, but didn't dare to ask, because he wasn't sure if he could withstand Ying Zaizhou's greasy attack.

On the way back, Bian Yunluo clearly felt that Ying Zaizhou was looking at him frequently.

This made Bian Yunluo a little suspicious, whether there was really something wrong with his actions just now.

After finally getting home, Bian Yunluo was just relieved, and picked up the trolley after seeing the small cart in the middle of the living room.

With his hands in his pockets and slippers, Ying Zaizhou walked over to the shiny cart, and pressed one hand on the cart: "This is the new car I gave you."

While talking, Ying Zaizhou bent down and took out a price list with yellow letters on a red background from the back of the trolley.

Bian Yunluo froze in place, not daring to move.

Following Ying Zaizhou's Secretary Li, he was forced to help Ying Zaizhou mention the other side of the price list, with an expression that could be described as loveless.

This is not over yet, Ying Zaizhou put the price list on the ground, and then took out several large bags of cold noodles, ham sausage, and spicy strips from the back...

Bian Yunluo froze in place, and it could be seen that Ying Zaizhou was not joking when he said that he would have a stall with him.

"I've already asked him to learn how to bake cold noodles." Ying Zaizhou pointed at Secretary Li, "Don't worry about it on weekends."

For a while, the living room fell into silence, and the housekeeper and the servant who helped carry the big bag brought by Bian Yunluo were all stunned.

Not to mention that Bian Yunluo didn't expect it, even the housekeeper was stunned for a while after seeing the small trolley delivered.

It was Secretary Li who broke the awkward situation first. Secretary Li smiled at Ying Zaizhou: "Mr. Ying, it's getting late, so I'm leaving first, and I have to go back to practice making cold noodles."

Ying Zaizhou nodded, expressing his great appreciation for his love and dedication: "Okay, you go first."

"Can you lend me the kitchen?" Bian Yunluo resisted the urge to take off his glasses, and turned to ask the housekeeper.

The butler smiled and replied, "Of course." Madam can use whatever she wants.

"Okay, thank you." Bian Yunluo easily picked up the big bag on the ground and walked to the kitchen, without giving Ying Zaizhou's "luxury trolley" a second look during the whole process.

Ying Zaizhou looked at the back of his little wife eagerly, and didn't wait for a word of praise.

After obtaining the consent of his aunt, Bian Yunluo sorted out the tools he brought, and started making the snacks that he would bring to Mianmian tomorrow.

Recently, the little guy seems to eat a lot of snacks such as candy and biscuits.

Bian Yunluo planned to change things up a bit, and made honey-glazed pork jerky today.

"Mr. Bian, does Mr. Bian need my help?" Auntie rubbed her hands nervously beside her. She has been working for so many years, and she has never seen an employer like Bian Yunluo who doesn't use her at all.

As for Ying Zaizhou, the boss had never been in the kitchen at all.

Bian Yunluo was wearing an apron, and his shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his scarred forearm. He shook his head slightly: "Thank you, no need."