When Yan Lang came in, he saw a slender woman curled up in the soft sofa in the living room as bright as day.
He went over and squatted down to look at her.
Today, the whole day was silent. The original Yan Lang was still waiting for her to make a phone call to settle accounts with him. Unexpectedly, she didn’t wait until she met Liu Shaoyang’s assistant Chen Ancai when talking about business in the hotel. She knew that Lin Xiaoxiao had recently taken on a real estate project. Chen An meant that this project was tricky and some things needed to be contacted with the government. It is estimated that she would have to spend a lot of time in it.
Gentle refers to the abdomen against the woman’s forehead. He caressed the messy bangs for her, which probably made the woman slowly open her eyes.
"You’re back," Lin Xiaoxiao muttered. When I thought about it, I felt my bones hurt.
Yan Lang picked her up and pinched her arm. "What did you do? How did you do this?"
"Oh, goodbye." She felt that there was a long way to go when she thought that she might have to accompany the ancestor. She put her weight on the man’s side and she nestled in his arms and said lazily, "I ordered takeout and I’ll make do with it today."
Yan Lang well took a look at her. She was really tired and frowned. "Did you see the mayor of Song?"
Lin Xiaoxiao looked at him with half an eye a little unhappy. "I didn’t expect you to have eyeliner everywhere."
"I met Chen An when I was talking about business today. Tell me what’s going on." His palm touched her face and touched her delicate skin slowly.
Lin Xiaoxiao was tickled by him. He rubbed his clothes and buried his face in his arms. He said gloomily, "There is a barren mountain project in Lushi that was put together by Houze Real Estate, a real estate project in the next room. I learned this from the mayor of Song that he wanted me to accompany his grandmother around. I was exhausted by the old lady today."
Then she exaggerated and covered her chest like heartache, and then handed her hand to ask for pinching.
Yan Lang grabbed her arm and slowly massaged "Old Lady Song is coming"
"Well, you know" Lin Xiaoxiao stare big eyes.
Yan Lang didn’t continue to massage her and then woke up. "That old lady doesn’t act according to common sense. Don’t get too close to her.":
Chapter 12 You are stupid! Who is stupid?
"That’s right, she sometimes speaks amazingly and especially. She is so old that she is still in such good physical strength. I doubt whether I have such a strong spirit at her age, but I promised the mayor that I will accompany the ancestor for the next few days without getting close to him." Speaking of this, Lin Xiaoxiao is tired of shrinking the whole person into his arms and won’t come out.
It’s still rare to see her so coquetry. Yan Lang’s black eyes moved and people held their eyes but showed some thoughts.
If Song Yu had no idea about Lin Xiaoxiao and Yan Lang said nothing, he didn’t forget what happened in Mu Shang that day.
That man must have some plans, but he ignored him after such a long time.
Song Yu Song Jia Bei Ren A Shi
These four things can’t be careless when they are linked together.
Like Lin Xiaoxiao, she was summoned again the next day.
But this time Lin Xiaoxiao received the words of the old lady Song directly.
Lin Xiaoxiao’s front foot arrived at the back foot of the company, and the old lady Song asked her to wait for her at the Peking Opera Theatre yesterday. Lin Xiaoxiao wanted to put it off, but the old lady said that she had to say something, so she hung up and acted quickly.
Lin Xiaoxiao stared at the phone language and choked.
It was already 9: 30 when we arrived at the Peking Opera Theatre.
Lin Xiaoxiao didn’t see the old lady Song. She didn’t know that the other party had gone in until she spoke. The thought of continuing go to the opera’s hair from head to toe was faintly blocked. Lin Xiaoxiao worshipped the quintessence of Chinese culture, but she really didn’t appreciate it.
Today, the old lady is dressed differently from yesterday, but there is no difference in style. She is still so flamboyant and beautiful. When she sees Lin Xiaoxiao coming, she ordered, "Go to that coffee shop yesterday and buy a cake for me, and have a cup of caramel latte with Lamisu flavor."
Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that she was not even a nanny, that is, at best, a follower.
I bought dessert for the old man with a black face, but Mrs. Song was furious. "How come there are nuts in the cake? I don’t eat cakes with nuts."
Lin Xiaoxiao went back to buy a Lamisu cake without nuts with a cold face.
Looking at the old lady in the Song Dynasty, she enjoyed eating the cake bite by bite, and some anxiety gradually calmed down.
At noon, at dinner, Lin Xiaoxiao went directly to Sichuan restaurant according to the humanity of Song Laotou yesterday.
But before I got to the door, the old lady suddenly gave birth to a moth. "I want to eat Cantonese food."
"Didn’t you say you didn’t like it yesterday?"
"Yesterday was yesterday, today is today? Is yesterday the same as today? You are stupid."
Who is stupid?
Lin Xiaoxiao couldn’t speak, and when she took people to eat Cantonese food, the old man was picky. "This position is not good, it’s too cold, this position is not good, it’s too hot, and it’s not good to get close to washing hands, but the table next to it looks ugly."
Not in the lobby. That box, right?
"This box can’t be decorated, and it doesn’t look appetizing. This box can’t be too small, this one is too big, this one faces the street outside, and it’s even worse without windows."
Lin Xiaoxiao couldn’t wait to poke an old woman holding a cookbook across the street with a table knife when she finally found a barely sitting.
But Lin Xiaoxiao also woke up. This old lady Song is deliberately messing with her.
It is estimated that she has been identified as Song Yu’s mistress. The old lady doesn’t like her and is playing tricks on her.
I don’t know how much worse Lin Xiaoxiao wants to be at noon.
Lin Xiaoxiao feels that even if she lives in peace, some things have to be explained. "Mrs. Song and your grandson really don’t have that kind."
Lin Xiaoxiao came straight to the point.
Mrs. Song ate two boiled shrimps and gave her a kind smile. "I know you said yesterday and don’t call me Mrs. Song too stranger and grandma."
Lin Xiaoxiao frowned some cannot see through her.
The old lady Song stopped talking and continued to eat.
After a meal, the old lady said that she would go shopping. Lin Xiaoxiao followed her for a while and arrived at a decoration shop.