Private customization, wife, love you to the bone

Then when I returned to Hong Kong this time, I found out that it was not made by an Chengyuan, but by Lai Xue. Therefore, the little hatred went with the wind.

Don't hate a person, doesn't mean to love a person, in this world she doesn't hate more men, doesn't mean she has to love them.

She once loved an Chengyuan deeply, but it was more than five years ago. Now, she doesn't know what love is, but she knows to live a peaceful life.

Therefore, Andrew is far from suitable for her, and Mike is more suitable for her.

Where does an Chengyuan's body freeze? He calmly knows Mr. an and you one by one, which makes him feel very uncomfortable. However, the indifferent and alienated look on her face obviously shows signs of refusing people thousands of miles away.

"I won't divorce you." an Chengyuan said his decision directly. Taking a step closer to Jingzhi, she took the plate with steak in her hand and turned to walk outside the kitchen door.

Jingzhi was slightly stunned for a moment, and then walked out, because the steak was the last dish, and she had prepared other dishes.

In the restaurant, Lele was very gentlemanly helping to set the dishes. When he saw an Cheng coming with a steak, he politely asked, "Mr. an, would you like to eat here?"

"Little devil, I didn't tell you to call dad?" an Chengyuan put the steak in front of Lele and patted Lele's head with his hand.

There were two dinners on the table, obviously without his share. He was unhappy. What did this woman mean? He once told her that he would come to see their mother and son at any time?

Lele shrugged his shoulders and said, "calm down, Ms. Zhi has repeatedly warned me to call Mr. an when I see you. If I call you father, she will cut off my tongue."

An Chengyuan sat down at Lele's side impolitely, then moved the big meal in front of him impolitely, and then nodded to Lele cheekily: "come on, son, let's eat first, don't pay attention to that woman."

"Hey, that's my mommy's, you can't eat!" Lele immediately jumped up, then clasped an Chengyuan's wrist with his hand and stared at an Chengyuan with bright eyes. "No one can rob my mommy's food."

An Chengyuan put down his knife and fork, and then looked at Lele. The five-year-old boy's hand was not strong enough. He threw away Lele's hand with his backhand, fished it easily, held Lele on his lap and sat down.

"Tell Dad, has anyone ever robbed your mommy's food before?" an Chengyuan asked solemnly.

"No," Lele replied very simply, then clenched his hands into fists and raised them, "I will protect Mommy. I can't let anyone rob mommy's food."

"Well, Lele is great!" an Cheng gave his son a thumbs up, and then asked, "when Lele was young, did anyone grab food from Lele?"

"An Chengyuan, you want to die?" calm Zhi stood aside and finally couldn't bear it. Hedong lion roared, then picked up a chicken feather duster and knocked it directly on an Chengyuan's head.

"Hahaha!" Lele laughed proudly, then turned out of an Chengyuan's arms and looked at the way an Chengyuan held his head with both hands. There was only one word in his heart, Shuang!