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Chapter 433 The Plutocratic Princess 3 (Only acting like a baby to his wife)(1/2)

Chapter 433 Princess of the Crazy Bully 3 (only acts spoiled to your wife)

Author: Shi Jingjing

Chapter 433 Princess of the Crazy Bully 3 (only acts spoiled to your wife)

Do you count it?

Forget it.

But Yanxi suddenly remembered Uncle Cheng Siheng's words.

"When your dad was young—"

"One 9 meters, driving Lamborghini without a night, indifferent and unrestrained in love and profit."

Yeon-hee didn't understand what it meant, so she told her grandfather the original words.

Her grandfather immediately talked about education, "He used to be so funny, and he wanted me to scramble eggs for him to eat. You are not allowed to learn from him to ruin the style of his family."

At night, Min Wenting sat in the yard and chatted with his friends.

The strict and majestic white shirt was stained with a lot of smoke stains, so I probably didn't have time to change it.

My friend smiled for a long time, and this mighty old man would cook at home.

Min Wenting said, "You will have someone send his team to the photo tomorrow."

My friend's eyes were covered with wrinkles and narrowed his eyes, "Who's?"

Min Wenting lowered his head and added tea, "His."

The old friend stretched his neck in confusion, "Who?"

"State of the Continent."

My friend sighed, "You forgot that Xingzhou didn't stay for graduation back then. He had a conflict with you during the exercise. You quarreled, but he never came back after leaving, and you didn't catch him and train him until graduation. He didn't have his graduation photo."

Is this true? Min Wenting stood there in extreme surprise.

After his friend left, Min Wenting wandered back and forth in the yard with his hands behind his back.

Two people hid behind the window and looked at each other secretly.

Yeon-hee pulled her hair, "Are you angry when grandpa is like that?"

Si Chen nodded and stretched out his hand to pull the curtains tightly.

“Really.”

Yeon-hee poked two fingers, "Brother Achen, is this that serious?"

Si Chen said, "If Daddy gets angry with grandpa at such a young age as us, he might be beaten to the tea bowl, but he will definitely not be happy to take it."

Yanxi's big eyes flashed, "Why didn't Daddy push me? I want to see him push me tea bowl."

Si Chen quietly looked at Yanxi with innocent eyes and sighed and smiled.

She squatted under the window like a kitten, probably sleepy and couldn't help but rub her eyes.

Sichen took her hand and said, "Go to sleep."

She was obediently.

Two small beds.

One picture per person.

Yeon-hee suddenly felt sad when she lay back on her quilt, "I miss mommy."

Si Chen squatted on the head of Yanxi's bed, stretched out his hand to rub Yanxi's small head,

He misses mommy, too.

I really want to think about it.

Yeon-hee was still sad, "Mommy must be shopping and playing heartlessly, and she doesn't remember her two babies anymore."

Si Chen said, "When it's dawn, let's call her to come back, okay?"

Yeon-hee said, "It's night when we are dawn, and it will disturb her sleep."

Si Chen thought for a while, "Then...we will fight now?"

Yanxi sat up and shook Sichen's arm, "Please ask Brother Achen to go out and find Yuan Zuo to get his cell phone?"

Si Chen nodded yes.

It was connected soon.

Children at night feel wronged more than ever, with the dark sky and the empty bed.

During the call, Minhangzhou said gently, "Hey".

I saw that it was Minhangzhou who answered the phone.

It touched Yanxi's pampering love for coaxing in front of Minhangzhou, and she cried in pieces with a 'Wow-'.

"Dad, I can't sleep anymore."

Lin Yan has already taken the phone, "What's wrong, baby."

Yanxi's crying stopped at that moment, calling her mommy obediently.

Suddenly, she gave her cell phone to Si Chen.

Si Chen opened his beautiful Ruifeng's eyes in confusion, "Aren't you looking for mommy?"

Yanxi raised her fingers to her lips and said in a low voice, "Brother Achen comes to talk to mommy."

Just ask Si Chen to talk to Mommy.

It was like she deliberately quarreled Lin Yan.

Just to give Si Chen and Lin Yan a chance to speak.

Yeah.

Yes.

Brother Achen hasn't seen Mommy for several days. He could have returned to Hong Kong City this week, but Mommy has gone abroad.

Brother Achen won't go back to Hong Kong City.

It will take another week before Brother Achen can meet Mommy.

Her little head has many ideas after all.

Who made her brother Achen always feel too sensible?

Only when you can cry can you eat candy.

But why don’t boys cry?

Yanxi hugged her chest and lay back under the quilt to sleep well.

Sichen waited for Yanxi to fall asleep before crawling back to her small bed.

Before this, Si Chen heard what Lin Yan said.

"My dear, mom misses you."

"My ministers should go to bed early, too."

"Thank you for coaxing your sister, will mom bring you gifts when you go back?"

Sichen pulled up the quilt and looked at his sister who had been sleeping soundly on the bed next door.

I know mom.

Here.

Abroad, in a resort villa.

He was confiscated by a rich and wealthy man.

Lin Yan looked at the chaebol husband who was holding his ambiguously. His thin lips were stained with her lipstick marks, and the collar of his clothes was loose and uneven.

When the two of them were kissing each other for a desperate attempt, they received a call from the two babies.

God knows how guilty Lin Yan feels to her children now.

A full sense of guilt that cannot be tolerated in a sea of ​​people.

The more courageous you are when you go abroad, the more you miss you and the more ruthless you cry.

White bed sheets.

Minhangzhou sat at the end of the bed with Lin Yan in her arms, and she sat sideways against the man's thighs, close to his welded arms and upper arms.

The dress wrapped her sexy curved waist and buttocks, and the afterglow of the setting sun spread into the floor-to-ceiling windows, rippling an especially dim halo on them.

The man held her soft waist with one hand, stroked her thighs with one hand, and his fingers were even between the black silks, and he lowered his head to coax her with kind words.

"Can you stop crying?"
To be continued...
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