Sand sculpture tyrant always called my wife

"Then why didn't he just say it directly?" Ying Zaizhou was quite puzzled, as long as the little wife made it clear that she didn't want it, he would definitely not force it.

"Oh, brother, have you ever been in love, silly..." Ke Shien patted his thigh, wanting to scold the old virgin with hatred, but he was frightened by Ying Zaizhou's scolding, so he just moved for a while He lowered his mouth and swallowed back the words that followed.

"If you like someone, you will accommodate him. Even if you don't like to do things, you will accompany you to do them. Even if you don't like things, you will reluctantly accept them. Besides, girls are shy in front of people they like. How can she be ashamed to be direct? Reject you."

Ke Shien's face was wrinkled. He knew that Ying Zaizhou had never been in a relationship, but he didn't expect this person to be such a noob.

So all the tricks to manipulate people's hearts in the business field were eaten by dogs?It can be seen that Ying Zaizhou really likes him, otherwise he wouldn't be so stupid.

At this time, the servant knocked on the door, came in after getting permission, put down the pot of scented tea and snacks and left respectfully.

"Girls? Do guys do the same?" Ying Zaizhou stared at the pattern on the tray and mumbled to himself.

O's character is indeed mostly sensitive and shy, but he always feels that his little wife is not the same as the crying little O described in the book, so can it be inferred based on the girl's personality?

Ke Shien shook his head and tapped his temples, "When you meet someone you like, men and women are equally short-circuited."

Ke Shien picked up a cup of scented tea and blew on it gently, oh well, this will give Ying the opportunity to study in the state, which is rare but impossible to ask for. Just today, he can blow it with his friends for at least five years.

"Okay, you still have some use." After Ying Zaizhou figured out the situation, he got up mercilessly and prepared to rush to his home.

This was the first time he met Ke Shien. Before, the two of them were in contact with each other by mobile phone. Today, Ke Shien was able to find Ke Shien smoothly thanks to the telepathy between the Dragon Clan.

I thought that Ke Shien's strength as his imperial brother was naturally good, but I didn't expect that Ke Shien's love experience is not bad, but he can't feel any spiritual power fluctuations from the other party. I guess he won't be able to help him for a while, so he should fight against the organization himself Bar.

Before Ying Zaizhou walked out of Ke Shien's house, Ke Shien, who was holding a teacup in the bedroom, tilted his head. Why did he feel something strange?

It's really surprising to say that, I didn't expect that among this group of wealthy children of the same generation, the most serious and least enlightened would get married first and have children.

Ke Shien sniffled, and suddenly remembered his ex-wife. Originally, he still wanted to spend a long time with his wife, but he didn't expect it, he didn't expect it...

Ke Shien, who hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter at this time, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes sadly, and suddenly realized where the sense of disobedience in his heart came from.

Did his brother just say something: Is it the same for men?male?male?

"Damn it!" Ke Shien stood up abruptly, spilling slightly hot scented tea all over his body, "Hiss—" Ke Shien fidgeted with paper.

Marrying a man is nothing new. The problem is that Ying Zaizhou told him just now that they had a child.

It doesn't look like it should be a joke in the state.

Has the technology advanced to this extent?Why hasn't he heard of it?Is he crazy or should the state be crazy?

Ke Shien sat back on the sofa in a daze, he was a little confused.

The housekeeper of Ying's old house hurried over to report to Fang Yun who was watching a TV series: "Madam, the young master is back."

"Oh, why is it back at this time?" Fang Yun stared at the screen without moving. Now that Ying Zaizhou's IQ is too low, she doesn't really want to see her stupid son.

The housekeeper seemed a little embarrassed, trying to organize his own words: "Master, he broke in, and he is chasing people away in the lobby, what did he say to set us free..."

"What?" Fang Yun sat up from the lazy sofa with a face full of question marks, what the hell was Ying Zaizhou doing again, "Go, show me. By the way, follow behind and help me take a video."

The family's servants, cooks, gardeners... In short, except for Fang Yun and Ying Bozhou, they were all gathered in the hall on the first floor of the villa by Ying Zaizhou.

The butler who went to inform Fang Yun just now dared to come here only after being urged by Ying Zaizhou.

"I'm here to save you today. From now on, you will be free." Ying Zaizhou put one hand in his pocket and waved his hand, which meant to liberate the whole country.

"Pack up your things and leave now, don't worry about my safety."

The servants looked at each other with panic in their eyes, is the young master going to fire them?

A sharp-eyed servant saw Fang Yun and looked at her for help.

Fang Yun raised her chin, motioning for them to cooperate with Ying Zaizhou's instructions. Seeing that her servant understood, she tugged at the people around her.

Then the servants in the hall started to walk out one by one, one step at a time, but no one figured out what happened.

Fang Yun and the others were the only ones left in the bustling hall.

Ying Bozhou was still upstairs in the antique room, completely unaware of what happened below.

"You must be very angry." Ying Zaizhou folded his arms and turned to look at Fang Yun arrogantly, "I'm here to tell you today that your good days are over, and I'm here to destroy this evil base."

The housekeeper's hands trembling when recording the video, does the young master know what he is talking to his wife?

"Petrificus Totalus." Ying Zaizhou took out a chopstick from his pocket, because he had consumed too much spiritual power in dealing with Jiaolong, and this staff could help him cast spells better.

For a while, Fang Yun and the housekeeper were silent. The two kept their movements just now and watched Ying Zaizhou's performance quietly.

To be honest, Fang Yun was a little worried about the crotch of Ying Zaizhou's high-end suit pants when she watched her son's "casting spell" movement.

"It's a piece of cake." Ying Zaizhou put away his chopsticks and walked upstairs. He is now going to deal with the biggest behind-the-scenes boss in the entire organization.

Watching Ying Zaizhou's figure disappear at the corner of the stairs, the servants who had just walked out were poking their heads at the gate, waiting for Fang Yun to wave before they dared to come in again.

"Today is the rehearsal for dismissal. Everyone has done a good job. Let's go back to each room now. No one will come out until the young master leaves." Fang Yun waved her hand and fooled the servants casually, and didn't even bother to make up a reasonable reason. ...

Upstairs, facing the light, Ying Bozhou was playing with his new jade ornament, and was startled by the sudden opening of the door, almost letting the jade go: "Who is it!"

"Huh? When did you come back? Why didn't you say anything?" Ying Bozhou took off his reading glasses and asked strangely.

If the son's brain is broken, the old couple's nose is not a nose, and their eyes are not eyes. They haven't come back for a long time.

"Say ahead of time? Do you think I'm a fool? I'm here to remind you." Ying Zaizhou sneered, and cast his petrification magic again, "When you treated me like that, you must have thought that one day I would turn you back, right? ,snort."

Ying Bozhou blinked in confusion, what did his son say?

Before Ying Bozhou had time to ask what new plot this was, Ying Zaizhou flung his chopsticks behind him and left the antique room with one hand in his pocket.

When Ying Zaizhou came to the first floor, he admired it again. Fang Yun, who was pinned down by him, and the dog legs organized next to her raised the corners of their mouths in disdain.

It turned out that it was such a simple thing to bring down the organization. Yingzhou looked at his empty palm and clenched his fists. It felt so good to have power, and it felt so good to be free.

Ying led the big bag in the state, and wandered around the base that was once "full of blood and struggle" with great interest. Seeing the "depressed and quiet" look here now, he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

After taking a deep breath of free air, Ying Zaizhou brushed the broken hair on his forehead: "From now on, I will have a new life!"

Then Ying Zaizhou raised his hand and paused in mid-air for two seconds before snapping his fingers.

With this snap of his fingers, his extremely powerful spiritual power will shatter the three petrified people in the base, and soon after he leaves, this base will also be wiped out.

Ying Zaizhou followed the way he came, and walked out calmly with his hands in his pockets. A real man never looks back at the explosion!

It's just that the big bag hanging on his wrist somewhat spoiled his outstanding temperament.

Bian Yunluo from the school was taking advantage of the self-study time to help the Propaganda Committee revise the blackboard newspaper.

"Mr. Bian, let's come by ourselves. It's okay. You can go to eat." The propaganda committee member is really embarrassed. She has been the propaganda committee member in the class since she was in high school. This job is not beneficial and troublesome to death.

Catch up with the day when the board newspaper needs to be changed, basically one or two weeks of continuous break time is devoted to the blackboard newspaper, and all the time wasted is their own time, and the publicity committee feels uncomfortable thinking about it.

I thought it must be the same this time, but I never thought that Teacher Bian, who usually looks cold, would come to help her in person.

Bian Yunluo stepped on a chair to help her draw patterns on the top of the blackboard according to the manuscript designed by the propaganda committee: "Try to finish it as soon as possible so that you can do your homework, don't shirk."

Bian Yunluo is nearly 1.8 meters tall, which is not too tall for men.

The blackboard used for the newspaper was hung relatively high, and he could reach the top by stepping on a stool, but if he wanted to draw, he would have to stand on tiptoe.

In fact, Jiang Zhan is not very good at drawing. He raised his hand yesterday because he thought it was fun. Now he is also standing by the side, besides helping change water and handing things and doing some chores, he just stares at Bian Yunluo.

Because the thing to be drawn was at the top, Bian Yunluo had no choice but to fully stretch his arms, his white wrist protruded from under the cuff of his shirt, and the watch naturally slid down a little, exposing the knuckles on his wrist.

A slender hand holds the thin rod of the paintbrush, with a faint powder on the joints.

In order to maintain balance, the other hand spread five fingers and lightly pressed on the blackboard. Due to the force, the fingers that were originally pink were a little white, and they looked even whiter against the dark green blackboard.

The shirt tucked into the trousers was pulled out a little, stretching out the thin waist of Bian Yunluo.

Due to the movement of raising his feet, even his trousers were pulled up, revealing his bone-cut ankles, and Jiang Zhan felt dizzy from looking at his two long legs.

Needless to say, although the domestic study pressure is indeed great, he is very much in favor of his parents' decision to send him back. If possible, he would like to repeat the study in place now, as long as he is still taught by Bian Yunluo next year.

Not only Jiang Zhan was watching Bian Yunluo, but many of the children in front of the classroom who seemed to be doing their homework quietly were secretly looking back, and some even wanted to go behind to help.

The boy who sang about love business before was looking back at Bian Yunluo secretly, when he suddenly saw Jiang Zhan standing behind Teacher Bian in a blind spot, and secretly took out his phone from his pocket, this is for a sneak shot.

The boy hurriedly tugged on the sleeve of the deskmate and winked at the deskmate.

The people around felt the abnormality of the two of them, and for a while, more than half of the class tacitly turned their heads away, watching Jiang Zhan secretly taking pictures of his class teacher.

As the weather gradually turned cooler, the sky in Jiangcheng was getting darker and earlier, and it was already a little dark during the self-study class.

"Crack!" The huge flash almost blinded the students' eyes. The students who were eating melons felt the word "Fuck" in their hearts. Jiang Zhan forgot to turn off the flash.

Bian Yunluo naturally saw it too. He put down his sore arms, turned his head and looked behind him, and met countless pairs of panicked eyes.

The students who were watching the excitement just now turned their heads quickly, shrinking their necks that were almost twisted, pretending that they didn't see anything.

Bian Yunluo pursed his lips, and reached out his hand to Jiang Zhan below. He had reminded Jiang Zhan several times before that the school was not allowed to bring mobile phones, and he would have to confiscate them if he didn't obey.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhan looked at him with straight eyes, and put his hand on his outstretched hand.

Bian Yunluo almost laughed angrily, turned his hand down, separated from Jiang Zhan's hand, and pointed to his mobile phone: "The mobile phone is confiscated."

"Ah? Oh oh." Jiang Zhan came back to his senses, blushed and handed the phone he forgot to lock the screen to Bian Yunluo's hand.

Bian Yunluo's back view of his sketchbook was what caught Bian Yunluo's eyes on the mobile phone screen, and Bian Yunluo pressed the power off button helplessly.

He took the phone and tapped Jiang Zhan's head lightly: "This phone must be picked up by your parents, or it will be returned to you after graduation. Do you understand? After taking it back, all my photos will be deleted."

Jiang Zhan smirked and touched the place where he had been knocked, and nodded in response.

Bian Yunluo conveniently put Jiang Zhan's cell phone into his pocket, and continued to turn to draw.

Jiang Zhan behind him stared blankly and touched his head blankly. He was hit by Teacher Bian. If he doesn't wash his hair for a week, will his hair be too oily?

Jiang Zhan's gaze fell on Bian Yunluo's pocket where he was holding the mobile phone. The mobile phone was not worth much, so he just bought another one after confiscating it.The problem is that there are still many photos of Teacher Duobian in it, and he hasn't had time to send them to his brother to cheat money.

There is still more than half a year to wait until the college entrance examination, he can't wait, so he has to find a way.

With Bian Yunluo's help, the progress of the blackboard newspaper has been accelerated by more than a little bit, and it looks like it will be over in about a day or two.

After finishing lessons for the children who participated in the competition, it was already dark outside the window, and the night lights at the school gate were on, attracting many flying insects, and Bian Yunluo saw the car in Yingzhou again.

Getting closer, Bian Yunluo immediately sensed Ying Zaizhou's subtle emotions.

The rear window was open, and Ying Zaizhou rested one hand on the window, holding a lighted cigarette in his outstretched hand. The white smoke and flickering sparks were particularly conspicuous in the dark environment.

Ying Zaizhou's sharp-edged face looked more three-dimensional under the insufficiently bright streetlights, and there was a deep shadow between his furrowed brows, which made him look not in a very good mood.

Ying Zaizhou was probably thinking about something, until Bian Yunluo walked to the side of the car and said hello, he came back to his senses: "I've been waiting for a long time."

"Huh?" Seeing Bian Yun lagging behind, Ying Zaizhou opened the car door in a panic, exuding the smell of smoke that didn't really exist, and ran to the nearby trash can to extinguish the smoke before returning.

After this series of actions, Bian Yunluo was a little skeptical, whether there was any new problem in Ying Zaizhou's mind.

The first thing to do when you get back into the car in the state is to raise the sound insulation panel in the middle.

Bian Yunluo was a little puzzled, Ying Zaizhou's state seemed really strange: "Did something happen today?"

"Today..." Ying Zaizhou hesitated, as if he didn't know what to say, "I went to destroy the killer organization's den today."

Just hearing his words, Bian Yunluo's heart arose, Ying Zaizhou must have gone home and made a big fuss.

"Don't worry, the organization no longer exists. It's just that I found a lot inside the organization... what I left behind before, I'm just a little emotional."

Ying Zaizhou took a deep look at Bian Yunluo. Today, after he cleaned up the couple and taught everyone in the organization a lesson, he actually went to the room where he used to live, and found out some About his Weibo trumpet, about that Bai Yueguang.

Ying Zaizhou really didn't expect that just because the house he lived in was specially divided into rooms to store that person's things, even his room in the organization was not spared.

Ying Zaizhou was greatly shocked. He was like a perverted idiot. He was so frightened that Ying Zaizhou hurriedly packed up all his things and took them home, locked them in that small room, and planned to find time to "destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces".

His first reaction after seeing it was that he must not let anyone know, especially Bian Yunluo.

Although he didn't remember such a person at all, Ying Zaizhou's intuition told him that if Bian Yunluo knew that he might still have Bai Yueguang who he couldn't forget, then the relationship that had developed smoothly now was very likely to collapse directly.

"Then did you remember anything?" Seeing this, Bian Yunluo thought that Ying Zaizhou's mind had recovered, which had impacted his current worldview, and asked tentatively.

Hearing the question, Ying Zaizhou quickly shook his head like an electric shock: "What, there is nothing, hahahahaha, I remember everything in the organization."

Ying Zaizhou was terribly guilty. Why did Xiaojiao's wife ask such a question? Could it be that he had discovered something?Did he sneak into that room behind his back, or did he overhear the gossip in the circle?

No, that room has already been locked by him, and Xiaojiao's wife doesn't know anyone in the circle except him.

Ying Zaizhou's brain is running fast, constantly proposing additional assumptions and overturning hypotheses.

Ying Zaizhou's reaction was too great, which made Bian Yunluo suspicious, always wondering if Ying Zaizhou remembered something.

"Do you want to see the car?" Ying Zaizhou frantically tried to change the subject.

But Bian Yunluo saw that he didn't want to say anything, so he didn't continue to ask. Maybe what should be remembered in Zhouzhou happened to be a private matter that he didn't want to tell others.

Bian Yunluo looked at his watch, thought that Zaizhou would be the same as before, and took him directly to the destination without further ado, but today he actually asked him what he thought: "It's too late, let's go back."

"Then go home." Yingzhou lowered the sound insulation panel a little, issued an instruction to the driver who had been waiting for a long time, and the car started.

Bian Yunluo could feel that the people around him seemed to be very nervous along the way, even when the two of them were lying on the bed, Ying Zaizhou said very little today, I don't know what happened today that made Ying Zaizhou react so much .

Bian Yunluo was a little concerned.

Ying Zaizhou on the other side of the bed was also thinking about something. On the one hand, it was the question of "Bai Yueguang", and on the other hand, he had prepared many questions for Bian Yunluo, but he didn't know how to ask them.

Under the warm yellow night light, the two people with their backs facing each other took out their mobile phones at the same time.

Bian Yunluo opened the dialog box with Fang Yun.

[Bian Yunluo]: Ms. Fang, I'm sorry to bother you so late. I want to ask Mr. Ying what he did when he got home today.

[Bian Yunluo]: I didn't mean to inquire about privacy, if it's not convenient to say it, forget it.

In fact, he was still a little worried about how the organization should be "eliminated" in the state.

[Fang Yun]: He didn't do anything when he came home today. He said a few harsh words and chanted some incomprehensible spells. I cooperated with his dad in his performance. He moved some things from the bedroom and left up.

[Fang Yun]: [Video]

[Fang Yun]: But since he was six years old, except for the servants who clean up, very few people have entered his room, and I don't know exactly what they took away.

[Bian Yunluo]: Okay, thank you, I will watch the video.It's just that Mr. Ying's reaction today is a bit strange. I think the previous items may have awakened part of his memory.

[Bian Yunluo]: By the way, I need to go on a business trip in about half a month. I can't cooperate with Mr. Ying's treatment during this period. Please forgive me.

Fang Yunna naturally understood, and asked Bian Yunluo to pay more attention to the situation in Yingzhou recently.

Bian Yunluo, who didn't get a clear answer, put down his phone, still very concerned about Zaizhou's strange behavior today.

Speaking of which, in half a month, he will take the participating students to the next city to participate in the competition, how should he tell Ying Zaizhou?

Without thinking about the reason, Bian Yunluo put on the bluetooth headset and clicked on the video sent by Fang Yun.

Then the whole person splits apart.

When Ti Ying was too embarrassed in Zaizhou, the boy he met when he was setting up a stall at the gate of Jiangmen suddenly sent him a message.

The boy's name is Liang Min, and he is his junior fellow student. After becoming friends that day, he occasionally chats with him.

[Liang Min]: Brother Bian, the news that you came to set up a stall at the gate spread in the school a while ago, confessing that the walls are full of your photos. 【Screenshot】【Screenshot】

Bian Yunluo didn't care about these, and replied politely, saying that he had seen it.

Liang Min sent another message

[Liang Min]: But I heard from my roommate yesterday that a stranger came to the school to look for you, and I don't know who it is.

Bian Yunluo asked cautiously, but Liang Min was not there at that time, and his roommate ran out to play again tonight, so he didn't know the specific situation.

[Brother Bian]: It’s okay, thank you.

This matter can only be temporarily shelved.

Ying Zaizhou, who turned his back on Bian Yunluo, began to harass Ke Shien again.

[Flowers bloom and wealth]: What do you think of my questions? 【Image] [image】……

Ying Zaizhou sent out seven or eight long screenshots of sticky notes, all of which he racked his brains to figure out today, how to find out his preferences from his little wife.

He even thought about the scene of asking questions and possible emergencies.

Ke Shien, who didn't get enough sleep in the morning and was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, was annoyed by a frantic phone notification sound and wanted to die in place, so he had to hold his eyelids and pick up the phone.

The moment I clicked on the social software, I was stung by the red and pink, delicate and beautiful rich peony: "Which uncle is this? I don't sleep so late, can the old man keep healthy."

Ke Shien scratched his face impatiently, and looked at the note above the chat box: Brother Ying.

"Ah?" Ke Shien squinted his eyes and looked closely at the phone, wondering if he had some hallucinations that he shouldn't have. Unfortunately, after watching for a few minutes, the "Brother Ying" on it failed to become "Seventh Uncle and Grandpa".

Ke Shien is really a little suspicious now, is his brother Ying out of his mind? They have been in contact by phone these two days, and he really didn't pay attention to the change of Ying Zaizhou's profile picture.

After clicking on the picture, Ke Shien's face was covered with dog food again.

[Ke Shien]: Brother, you can do it, but are you using me as a tool?Why do more than half of them have to cooperate with me?

Ke Shien rubbed his chin, he was more interested in this than this, who made his domineering president brother change into this middle-aged and elderly portrait?

Driven by curiosity, Ke Shien clicked on Ying Zaizhou's account information, and the good guy was actually matched.

[Ke Shien]: Brother, tell me why you changed your avatar like this?

Wouldn't it be a couple's money with his sister-in-law? Is this some kind of couple's interest that he can't understand?

[Brother Ying]: Don't inquire about things in the society. All you have to do is to follow my requirements on weekends. After the work is done, your benefits will be indispensable.

Ke Shien's subway old man's mobile phone, what the hell, if you want him to help, just help, and fix this.

With such a tone of voice, I didn't know which empress in the palace was giving orders, so Ke Shien rolled his eyes.

After waiting for a long time, seeing that Ying Zaizhou didn't explain the avatar problem to him, the "tool man" Ke Shien decisively threw away his phone and fell asleep.

After getting the affirmation of the married person, you should feel relieved in the state, start to consider his plan, and strive to polish it more perfect.

As for Ke Shien's question, what does that have to do with him?

Ke Shien has been ashore for so many years, and he can't even keep up with this fashion trend. He is ashamed to be a member of the East China Sea.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was the weekend appointment with Ke Shien.

The restaurant was ordered by Ke Shien according to the requirements of the state. It should be high-end and elegant without being too divorced from the grassroots. It can neither be reserved nor too many people. The decoration and atmosphere should be suitable for couples without being too pink and greasy. ...

Good guy, when Ke Shien received a series of requests from Ying Zaizhou, he had to think that it was the emperor's private visit in disguise.

Ke Shien had been waiting for their family of three in the restaurant early on.

The door of the box was pushed open, and Ying Zaizhou was holding the child in one hand and his wife in the other, with a smirk on his face that could be seen 800 meters away, and he restrained himself after seeing Ke Shien: "Good evening."

"Good evening, good evening. This is Mr. Bian. It's the first time we meet. I'm Brother Ying's youngest Ke Shien." Ke Shien greeted him and stood up, wanting to shake hands with Bian Yunluo.

Ying Zaizhou grabbed Ke Shien's hand first: "Well, we're old friends, you're welcome to sit down first."

Bian Yunluo was taken to a seat by Ying Zaizhou, but Ke Shien, who was behind him, was grinning and shaking his hands.

The restaurant is decorated in a classical Chinese style, and there is a round table in the private room, so that the four of them will not be too far apart, and they will not get too close together. It can be seen that everything is arranged according to the order of Ying Zaizhou.

Bian Yunluo and Ke Shien were facing each other, and it was inevitable that their eyes would fall on each other.

Since he and Ying Zaizhou were young, Ke Shien's age should be about the same as Ying Zaizhou's. The other party had dyed dark blue hair, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looking forward to him, looking at him curiously.

Because Ke Shien's eyes were not malicious, Bian Yunluo didn't feel too much discomfort.

Just when Bian Yunluo slightly moved his eyes away, Ke Shien's expression twisted slightly.

Ying Zaizhou, who was sitting next to Ke Shien, kicked him and gave him a wink by the way.

The Longjing shrimp that Ke Shien had just picked up fell into the bowl with a "baji". Under Ying Zaizhou's urging, Ke Shien raised the corners of his mouth and began to chat with Bian Yunluo.

"I've heard Brother Ying mention Mr. Bian several times, and today I finally saw the real person." Bian Yunluo paused for Mianmian's hand holding the vegetables, and looked up at Ke Shien, not knowing that Ying Zaizhou was with Ke Shien. said something.

Ke Shien boasted that he had seen all kinds of big winds and waves, but when he suddenly saw Yun Luo's gray eyes, which seemed to contain no emotion, he suddenly had a feeling. When he was a child, he put prank toys in the stationery box of his female classmates and was caught by the head teacher. guilty conscience.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, he just stared at Bian Yunluo, Ying Zaizhou couldn't help but kicked him under the table again, telling him to speak his lines quickly.

"Hiss—" Ke Shien suddenly stopped his mouth that was grinning because of the pain, and showed a blunt smile, "Haha, I heard Brother Ying said that you can speak four languages? Did you study abroad? Is there any favorite country?"

According to the first step of planning in the state, the wedding location must be determined first.