First Pampered Marriage: Husband, Why are you so bad? - Chapter 572

LAN Jingyan said, “the author of Xiao Huangwen usually paints a football team from life.”

He looked at Fu Zhiran and said.

The cunning smile at the corner of his mouth grew bigger and bigger.

Tong fenyue frowned and scolded her, “what are you talking about? Isn’t that woman like a pig?”

This guy did it on purpose.

Fu Zhiran frowned and threw a reproachful look at LAN Jingyan, then began to change the topic, “are you OK today, Jingyan?”

LAN Jingyan said, “it’s very leisurely.”

He said as he walked to Fu Zhiran and sat down.

Tong fenyue also continued to talk about novels, “our family’s xiaoyanyan’s TV series will be released soon. I want to buy several TV sets to support her ratings.”

Fu Zhiran

LAN Jingyan

Ms. Tong fenyue talked endlessly, “I’ll go back to the company to advertise and watch the TV series adapted from xiaoyanyan’s novels. Everyone has a red envelope.”

Is this the legendary brain powder?

She even has brain powder, but also her own mother-in-law.

Fu Zhiran can’t laugh or cry.

LAN Jingyan said lazily: “I think I’d better marry her home.”

Tong fenyue changed her face, “Lan Jingyan, you want to die.”

Then she quickly comforted Fu Zhiran with a smile, “Xiao ran, don’t listen to her nonsense. Although I think Xiao Yanyan’s writing is very good-looking, it doesn’t mean that I like her in reality. You are still the first in my mind.”

LAN Jingyan frowned, “isn’t the first me?”

Tong fenyue doesn’t give him the beauty you want

LAN Jingyan shrugged, “then I’m still going to make a baby with LAN Yan.”

“Lan Jingyan, you can do 200 push ups for me outside.”

The voice of the blue leader suddenly came from the door.

The atmosphere suddenly changed and became serious and tense.

Fu Zhiran grinned and pushed LAN Jingyan, “do it quickly.”

Ha ha ha… Let you have a good time.

LAN Jingyan lies down on the spot to do push ups. LAN qinsong walks to Tong fenyue with heavy steps. The tone of the order says to her: “Tong fenyue, you also go to boil water.”

“Oh.”

Tong fenyue is very obedient, put down the rolling pin, turned into the kitchen.

“Next time, if I hear you talking about some authors who are not good at work, I will get out of here.” LAN qinsong stares at Tong fenyue’s back, then rolls up his sleeve and picks up the rolling pin.

Fu Zhiran

She will take a ruler to measure the shadow area in her heart.

……

Four years later

Wearing a pink sweater, xiaobaozi quickly ran to the tea table. Xiaorou picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

Tong fenyue is watching hard. When the TV is off, she frowns at the little girl and asks, “what are you doing, little alarm clock?”

The small alarm clock ran to her side and said, “grandfather said that this TV can’t be watched. I’m so ashamed.”

He covered his eyes with his little hand.

That old guy again!

Tong fenyue was very dissatisfied, “your grandfather is feudal, don’t worry about him.”

She picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. It happened that the scene of the man and the woman kissing was full of bubbles.

Looking at the corner of her mouth, Ms. Tong fenyue couldn’t help laughing. She also pointed to the TV screen and said to the little guy in her arms, “come watch the alarm clock with grandma.”

The little alarm clock didn’t watch TV. Looking up at Tong fenyue, she asked, “grandma, why do I call it a little alarm clock?”

Tong fenyue said: “because when you were a child, you cried every time you arrived, and you were hungry every time you arrived. It’s more punctual than the alarm clock, so it’s called a small alarm clock.”

The little alarm clock nodded, “Oh, why is my brother called little gourd?”

Tong fenyue said with a smile: “my younger brother seldom cries. When he is full, he sleeps and eats. It’s the same as Mugu.”

“Then I’ll make him cry.”

The little guy said, jumping from Tong fenyue and running upstairs with two short legs.

Watching the small alarm clock push the door, the stars come with a purpose.

Fu Zhiran frowned and asked curiously, “what are you doing with the small alarm clock?”

The little alarm clock ignored her, went to her brother’s shaking table, put his little hand into the shaking table, and pinched his sleeping brother’s thigh.

My brother wakes up.

Then she raised her little hand and slapped it on her brother’s face.

Fu Zhiran was terrified and went to stop the small alarm clock. “Small alarm clock, why do you beat your brother?”

The baby in the shaker had already cried, “Whoa, whoa, whoa…”

The small alarm clock looked up at Fu Zhiran, “who said that my brother can’t cry, hit him, he will cry, I like to cry when I was a child, you must hit me, hum.”

unhappy.

Fu Zhiran

This humble expression and tone is the true biography of LAN Jingyan.

Chief Lan’s original prediction seems to be reversed.

At this time, LAN Jingyan came out of the bathroom. He laughed and gave a thumbs up to the small alarm clock. “If you play well, you’ll make him cry.”

Fu Zhiran

(I’m sorry for the fans of this book. I finally put up the ending. I’m sorry to the readers of this book again. Thank you for your support, MEDA…)