What a generous move.
The young man in front of me, looking horizontally, vertically, left and right, is better than the son of the old Yun family.
Zhang Ruhua quickly stuffed the two green bills into his trouser pocket, turned around and urged Wang Lanhua: "Lanhua, hurry up and deliver the goods to this comrade. Xiaojun and I will go to the supply and marketing cooperative. After you have finished delivering the goods, come to the supply and marketing cooperative."
Find us."
Wang Xiaojun, who was sunburnt, suddenly came to life as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood when he heard that he was going to the supply and marketing cooperative. He grabbed Zhang Ruhua's hand and shouted loudly: "Grandma, grandma, I want to eat ice cream and ice packs."
Zhang Ruhua got more money from Yang Shuo and felt happy.
"Okay, okay, grandma will buy it for you."
Wang Xiaojun licked the corner of his mouth with greed, then dragged Zhang Ruhua and shouted: "Grandma, I want to eat White Rabbit toffee."
"Okay, okay, grandma will take care of your grandson."
Normally, Wang Lanhua would definitely be dissatisfied and complain when she saw Zhang Ruhua doting on her nephew so much. Today, with Yang Shuo by her side, Wang Lanhua not only did not complain, but looked at her nephew with a smile on her face.
"My nephew is young, ignorant, and greedy, which makes the comrades laugh."
"It doesn't matter. This kid is chubby and looks cute. What's his name?"
Yang Shuo pretended to be a human being and smiled softly at Wang Lanhua. After getting on the motorcycle again, he turned slightly sideways and patted the seat cushion behind him with his hand wearing two gold rings.
"Sister, you are so beautiful and weak, how can I have the nerve to let you walk to Jinhua Community? Come on, this motorcycle can fit both of us."
Wang Lanhua has only ridden a bicycle a few times in her life. This morning she wanted to ride in the Chu family's car but was rejected. She felt unwilling all morning. Now that she got Yang Shuo's invitation, she was so happy that she looked over again.
Yang Shuoshi's eyes showed full of love.
This is a real man, unlike the coward of the old Yun family who didn't even dare to help her say a word in front of the young master of the Chu family.
"Comrade, I'm carrying a backpack on my back. Will it make your motorcycle dirty?"
Wang Lanhua took two steps forward with the basket on her back, and then stopped, acting as if I felt pity for him in front of Yang Shuo.
Yang Shuo looked at her and suddenly felt itchy.
It would be a pity for such a beauty to marry that stupid goose Yun Yongcheng. He should not let Yang Shuo have a taste of it first.
"it does not matter."
Yang Shuo raised the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly at Wang Lanhua, and then stretched out his hand to Wang Lanhua.
Because Wang Lanhua was close to him, he blew lightly on Wang Lanhua's cheek and said in a low voice: "The motorcycle is dirty. I'll just ask the nanny to wipe it clean. Sister, your beautiful feet hurt when walking."
Yes, I will feel bad."
nanny.
Wang Lanhua keenly grasped these two words from Yang Shuo's words and thought about it in her mind.
This man's family can actually afford a nanny. If she takes care of this man, wouldn't she be able to live the life of a young mistress after marrying him?
"If a comrade invites you warmly, Orchid will not be polite."
Wang Lanhua's cheeks turned red and she slowly extended her right hand to Yang Shuo.
Xu Yaqing glanced at the two people holding hands, and Yang Shuo pulled Wang Lanhua onto the motorcycle with a strong pull. After Wang Lanhua got on the motorcycle, her hands were wrapped around Yang Shuo's waist.
The picture made Xu Yaqing, a married woman with children, blush again and her heart beat.
boom!
Yang Shuo rode away on his motorcycle, and Wang Lanhua hugged his waist tightly with both hands, almost pressing against Yang Shuo's body.
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