"He just doesn't deserve the beatings from society!"
Returning to his home, which was once again quiet, Wang Ai put his arms around Shi Wenjun's waist and leaned against the window of the corridor on the third floor: "He is still a child mentally. After the addiction is over, he will eventually become a normal person.
Well, when there is no satisfaction, especially when people of the same level are mixed together, there is always a comparison. At that time, he will know that I have made arrangements for today. With me, not to mention a superstar, I am the sole heir of Northern Light Industry.
We can talk on the phone at any time, which no one can ask for. Even if he doesn't do anything at that time, he only needs to hang a photo of us at home or in the lobby of some business, and he dare not say anything else, Liaoyang
That one-third of an acre of land will ward off evil spirits!"
"How could you say that about yourself?" Xiaomei muttered in Wang Ai's arms.
Wang Ai looked down at her and said with a smile: "A good wife and mother again, oh no, the red sleeves add fragrance?"
Xiaomei rolled her eyes at Wang Ai and continued to lean on his arms and look out the window at the silent mountains and forests in winter. Although this was a foreign country, this quiet moment seemed like the water town in her dream.
After a long time, Xiaomei asked: "Don't you need to return home on this national competition day?"
Wang Ai shook his head: "Our tactical system has taken shape, and the main body of the team has been fighting side by side for ten years. We no longer need any warm-up matches to strengthen our understanding. Instead, we are too tired from traveling thousands of miles to prevent us from getting injured."
Xiaomei nodded: "That's right. The warm-up match at this time has no benefits or harms. It's okay not to do it. Then, let's have a good New Year?"
Facing Xiao Mei's hopeful eyes, Wang Ai nodded decisively: "There are eight guards in the family plus the two of us, which is exactly four people, half male and female. Then it will be very rich for each person to cook two special dishes."
"Then I'll go buy groceries, buy... Hey, you have to let Zhao Dan go back, right? I've been married for half a year."
"Yeah, that's right, that's 9 people, 18 dishes, auspicious!" Wang Ai smiled and said: "By the way, I'll call the consulate later and ask where to buy red lanterns, red paper and so on. Yours
Is calligraphy okay?"
"Okay!" Shi Wenjun nodded: "Then you will provide the content?"
"Okay, I'll start thinking about it now. Well, by the way, Young Master Liao's children are leaving in two days. Let's invite them over for a meal, just in time to celebrate the New Year."
"Okay, by the way, can you make it back on New Year's Eve?"
"That's quite annoying." Wang Ai frowned: "That day's game started at 8:30 in the evening and ended at 10:00. I asked the airline if they have one. It's really impossible to charter a small plane. It's a short distance anyway."
"Then it must be twelve o'clock to get home, right? It's the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year." Xiaomei also frowned: "Oh, actually it's still not right. If you are at home in the afternoon and they are at night, we can still have New Year's Eve together.
Dinner."
"How about I ask for leave? Anyway, Tottenham is also a mid-table team. We have points now..."
"No." Xiaomei suddenly laughed after refusing: "I just have an idea. It's not worth delaying your work. You have always been famous for your dedication. Besides, we are not very old, and my parents are actually in their early 50s.
There will be many opportunities to spend holidays together in the future.”
Wang Ai pursed his lips: "I'll try my best to rush back. If we have a dinner in the middle of the night and they happen to be having New Year's Eve breakfast, it's still okay. At most, they will cooperate with us to have New Year's Eve dinner. I want to be back long ago
We cooperate with them."
Shi Wenjun thought for a while, finally nodded, hugged Wang Ai face to face and pressed against his chest: "At that time, I never imagined that a child who suddenly appeared and ran away from my house could, could..."
"I can actually take off your pants one day?"
Xiaomei raised her head and glared fiercely, then lowered her head again and said, "Let me lean on his chest and look forward to the wonderful festival together. You didn't look reliable at all at that time. You weren't big, and you still had a playful smile, just like...
…”
Xiaomei suddenly reached out and pinched Wang Ai's face: "Just like this! Make you laugh! Make you lose your temper! Let you think about those things all day long!"
After Xiao Mei had vented enough, Wang Aicai put his arm around her waist and said, "Do you think those talented men and beautiful women in ancient times spent all day in the house reciting poems, painting, playing the piano and playing chess? Then where did their children come from? Now I am a talented man, right?
Although taking the college entrance examination is considered cheating, what happens afterward cannot be forgotten, right? Especially the agricultural and environmental sciences in Milan and the mathematics in Munich were all completed by me with gritted teeth and distorted facial features? "
Xiaomei chuckled when she heard this. Wang Ai lowered his head and touched Xiaomei's smooth forehead with his forehead: "What about you, beauty? You have looks, figure, sentiment, virtue, and ability. So, I think the ancient red sleeves
Among Tianxiang’s stories, there is also some content that we have now.”
Xiaomei pursed her lips, looked directly into Wang Ai's eyes, listened, and suddenly said: "Close your eyes."
Wang Ai obeyed and felt Xiaomei hugging him tightly, and then said: "How do you feel about your figure? Don't lie, can you tell she is a woman? Don't touch her!"
Wang Ai sighed and opened his eyes: "My little beauty is different after all. When the economic conditions were poor, this was the material basis for raising children, so we had that kind of aesthetics. Now there is no need for it, and the aesthetics will change. The aesthetics
It’s a superstructure, and it has to change with the changes in the economic base, so don’t feel inferior, okay? I’ve never disliked it. Didn’t you say it hurt when I licked you the day before yesterday?”
"Shut up!" Xiaomei punched Wang Ai with a smile on her face: "I'm going shopping, you can go to the club too."
Wang Ai opened his hands and sniffed the remaining fragrance with nostalgia: "I thought there would be an overtime game at noon."
"You're a seeder, boring!" Xiaomei scolded, but she saw Wang Ai step forward and step back quickly: "No, you're waiting for the evening. How can you do whatever you want?"
Wang Ai stopped and said doubtfully, "The lion is gone, can you do it alone?"
Shi Wenjun tilted his head and smiled to look at the arrogant maniac, but he calmed down and said happily: "My family is weak, please have mercy on me."
Wang Ai smiled and opened his hands, but in the end he held his fists solemnly and saluted: "Xiaosheng... no!"
Xiaomei was stunned for a moment and finally broke out, punching and kicking her: "How dare you not follow the words!"
Wang Ai protested while holding his head while being beaten: "Don't I never finish the manuscript? Oops!"
The two of them quarreled for a while before happily going downstairs. If Wang Ai is also a bitch, he is afraid that Xiaomei or someone will be wronged. He would rather provoke the other person to get angry and beat him to vent it out. It is healthy to be fierce and angry.
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Wang Ai went out to the club, and Xiaomei and her men were preparing to go to the supermarket. When both groups of people came to the door, Xiaomei suddenly asked: "Can the lion go back this time?"
"Wait for the call, I guess it's about the same." Wang Ai smiled: "I mentioned it to my senior sister before, but this time she actually invited me by name."
This chapter has been completed!