When Ao Xue was raised, just when he wanted to speak with a pleasant expression, he listened to Ye ink and ink: "Ink and wash, don't use it, you use it."

"You child." Ao Xue was a little annoyed, but his tone quickly eased. "Forget it, since you don't like it, the ink is good."

After people left, Aoxue stood on the balcony for a long time. When I couldn't see anyone, I turned into the room.

After entering the room, she came out a few minutes later, "Mom, do you know where did the clothes I put on the bed?"

"The clothes on the bed, in the washing machine, should be dirty." Wine is washing pots and pans in the kitchen.

Ao Xue's face changed greatly, immediately rushed to the balcony, opened the washing machine, and saw the tangled clothes together.

"Mom, this dress is really silk, what do you do to put it in the washing machine and wash!" She was extremely irritable, "Don't enter my room!"

The wine was stunned, "It's not washed bad, just dry it and iron it."

"What iron! I don't want it anymore." Ao Xue torn the clothes in her hand, strode the meteor to the balcony, threw the clothes downstairs, and walked back again, "Don't move me in the future!"

The young wine was a hot temper. Later, Yan Qingyan was changed before he changed. He was said to be so, "What do you say! Do you think I love you! If it wasn't for Mingyao, I was too lazy to control it.

You, can your daughter -in -law compare with Yiyi? See what you look like! "

"Give me! Give me!" Ao Xue roared exhaustedly.

Yan Mingyao hung up the phone, and the wine was crying. He rarely saw his mother crying. When he was a child, he vowed to protect his mother.

He planned to talk to Aoxue, but saw that the room was empty, and he sat on the sofa decadent.

Yeah, since I got married, Ao Xue often returned in the late late return. At the beginning, he said one or two sentences, and now I do n’t say it often. After all, it ’s enough to marry her.

When Ao Xue returned home, she was almost early in the morning. When she saw the man sitting on the sofa, she beat a wine hiccup, "Haven't slept yet?"

Yan Mingyao's eyes are red, "Look at what you look like now? Full of alcohol, where is it like a married woman."

She shook off high -heeled shoes and hugged her shoulder bag.

Yan Mingyao was completely angry, and stepped forward to capture her wrist, "Are you making any trouble!"

"No!" She pulled his hand and suddenly laughed, "Hahaha, don't you want to marry me! I am married to you, what else do you want? What else?"

Her chest was floating violently, her eyes looked at the man in front of her, and then smiled and turned to leave.

"Sorry." Yan Mingyao hugged her from her back, buried her head in her neck, and murmured: "For love you, I am willing to be tortured."

Aoxue lost her moment. She remembered Ye Nianmo. She was willing to be tortured for love.

"You let me marry you, I copied it, I can't do the rest." She said softly, leaving without nostalgia.

More than half a month later

The company dinner, everyone teased Yan Mingyao, saying that they did not bring a newlywed wife to meet. He laughed and took a brought by it, only the bitterness in his heart.
Chapter completed!