His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 139

This answer was expected by Qiao Shiwan, "Okay, Aunt Wan refused for you."

She happily walked upstairs.

Feng Can next to him put down the newspaper he held upside down, and said faintly, "My mother not only rejected the interview for you, but also rejected twelve families who tried to take you as their daughter-in-law. Look at my mother's selfishness, tsk tsk. , too insidious."

"Feng Can, do your homework for me." Qiao Shiwan shouted from upstairs.

Feng Can spread his hands.

Qian Mi went back to the room, came out of the shower, and suddenly found that something was pulling at her door.

She opened the door and saw Samoyed squatting on the ground obediently, looking at her with his head tilted.

It carried a small stationary basket on its back with a bottle of water and a hangover medicine in it.

Qian Miao picked up those things, squatted down, and rubbed Samoyed's head, her thoughts were deep in her peach blossom eyes.

At the same time, the Tang family.

Yun Ruyi's stomach became more and more obvious, and the servants at home were very careful inside and out.

Tang Yi asked her to go to bed earlier, so as not to affect the fetus.

But she refused: "Wen Yu has encountered some difficulties in perfumery. I'll give her some pointers. It won't take much time. You should go to bed first."

Tang Yi raised his eyes and said lightly: "She will know to ask other people in the team when she is in difficulty. You always control her like this, and it is difficult for her to make progress."

"Hey, it's a special period now. I can help if I can. Feng Lie values ​​her very much, and I can't let the Tang family lose face in front of the Feng family. Moreover, if it succeeds this time, it will help Wen Yu's apprenticeship in the future."

With that, she opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.

Tang Yi read the book in his hand for a while, and suddenly felt bored, put it down, and walked out.

He came to the door of Tang Qianheng's room.

There was a humming sound inside.

Originally, he was quite pleasant, but when he heard this voice, he immediately sullen and pushed the door open.

The little guy inside, when he turned around and saw it was him, immediately wrapped the sword and shield in his hands with a quilt.

"It's too late!" Tang Yi said solemnly.

Tang Qianheng stood up straight, "Father, it's so late, what advice do you have when you come here?"

Tang Yi snorted coldly: "Father?"

Pretend to be pretty similar.

He walked to the desk, opened the book, and saw a piece of paper in it, a picture of a serious old man, the painting was very similar to himself, exactly the same as the photo, it was nothing, but he was still painting A few words are written on the top of the head: on behalf of the moon to destroy you!

Among them, the effect of the lightning strike of the lightning is also drawn.

"What is this!" Tang Yiqi came out of his nostrils.

Tang Qianheng lowered his head: "I just used the image of my father to make a cameo."

"Fuck you, keep flicking!" Tang Yi sat down with coercion all over his body.

Tang Qianheng glanced at him secretly, but put his hands behind his back and said nothing.

Tang Yi asked him, "Why do you want to paint this kind of thing?"

His solemn tone was like an interrogation scene.

Tang Qianheng raised his eyes, looked straight at him and said, "When the little brother comes out, you won't like me anymore, and there will be no place for me in this family, hum."

Tang Yi's face changed: "Who told you the bastard?"

Tang Qianheng frowned: "I can see it myself."

Tang Yi narrowed his eyes and didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, he turned his eyes away and looked at Tang Qianheng's book, the room.

The huge room was filled with all kinds of Wuda toys.

The book is clean, with few words written.