Sweet Daily Life with Rich Fool Husband(MTL)

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Forget it, this one really looks like Xiao Huangwen.

"Ah, that was the next morning, we offered tea to Grandpa, and someone wanted to beat you, who helped you vent your anger?"

"what--"

Jiang Chengzhan seemed to start suddenly, and finally remembered, "I know, I know."

Ruzi can be taught, Su Wanwan finally showed an aunt's smile, she patted Jiang Chengzhan on the shoulder: "Write well, sister will make you a good meal tomorrow."

Su Wanwan squinted and dozed off, squinting, and then she fell asleep.

Also had a dream,

In the dream, Jiang Chengzhan had been pretending to be stupid to lie to her. When she found out, she kept beating him with a pillow, beating him, the back of her arm was crooked, and then she woke up.

She reached out her hand and wiped her saliva. Jiang Chengzhan lowered her head and was still struggling to write a book under the dim light. She looked very focused. Su Wanwan was awake for a few seconds before poking out his head to see what he had written.

"My wife wore a cheongsam that day, her waist was so thin, her legs were long and white, she was so pretty..."

"Jiang--Cheng--Zhan--" Su Wanwan let out a howling roar, "You are arrogant again!"

Jiang Chengzhan shuddered in shock, looking at Su Wanwan pitifully: "My wife, I just remembered it very hard."

Su Wanwan looked at him speechlessly, "Are you still pretending to me?"

"You even remember your English being so slippery, you just can't remember the little thing about me being kind to you, right?"

She stretched out her hand to pinch Jiang Chengzhan's chin, looked left and right, her face was full of doubts, "I really suspect you are acting stupid with me!"

She patted the table with her slender hand, and said majesticly: "Hurry up and write to me."

After a pause, "What do you say you write to me."

She could not help Jiang Chengzhan to write and write, Jiang Chengzhan was clearly fooling her.

"Okay," Jiang Chengzhan answered obediently, "then tell me, Zhanbao will record it for you."

Su Wanwan was too lazy to correct his words, thinking while saying: "Su Wanwan, that is, Jiang Chengzhan's wife, is a beautiful, unparalleled, cute, smart, beautiful and bold, courageous and thoughtful girl..."

"Wife, isn't the scheming girl not so good..." Jiang Chengzhan reminded her of her mistake in time.

"Shut up," Su Wanwan sternly scolded, patted the table twice with his little hand, "whatever you want you to write, it's so nonsense."

"Oh," Jiang Chengzhan took it seriously and wrote.

Su Wanwan continued: "...She is simply the incarnation of bravery. She protected me with her thin body..."

Jiang Chengzhan stopped writing and turned to look at Su Wanwan, as if he didn't understand.

Su Wanwan cleared his throat and continued to urge: "What are you looking at? Hurry up and write, do you still want to sleep tonight?"

"Oh," Jiang Chengzhan continued writing obediently.

The two people kept writing for more than two hours before stopping. Su Wanwan's sleepy eyes couldn't be opened before he was let go of Jiang Chengzhan. They didn't forget to add the last sentence, "Continue tomorrow."