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Chapter 700 I want to drink the soup made by my wife

When An Yan heard Pei Yihao's words, he quickly looked towards the door. The tall and straight figure stood at the door. The light pulled his shadow long. He had a expressionless face and deep eyes. No one could guess what he thought.

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"Ashen!" An Yan called out and threw himself into his arms.

He Yunshen was hit by An Yan's arms, and he hugged her slender waist, "It's very late, it's time to go home and sleep."

"Yeah." An Yan nodded and immediately stuffed his little hand into his wide and warm palm.

Then, An Yan waved to Pei Yihao, "Stay early and have a good night's sleep, tomorrow will be sunny."

Pei Yihao smiled and nodded, raised his hand and waved it with some difficulty.

Afterwards, An Yan followed He Yunshen to leave.

Pei Yihao looked at her back and showed loneliness.

"Even when I see you again, Mu Anyan, you are really like a little lady." After the words came, Pei Yihao moved his gaze out the window, and it was still pitch black, but he could clearly see the stars emitting faint light.

"Yes, just as An Yan said, have a good sleep, tomorrow will be sunny, and your mood will definitely be sunny, right?" Pei Yihao lay on the bed with some difficulty, closed his eyes, and waited for the sunny day to come.s3;

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At this time, it is located in a luxury car.

As soon as An Yan got into the car, he leaned over and put a seat belt on her.

After the seat belt was buckled, his gaze was still frozen on her fair and pretty cheek.

She looked at He Yunshen in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I also want to drink the soup cooked by my wife." At this time, he was like a child who had not eaten candy, protesting unhappily.

An Yan burst out laughing, "Okay, what do Mr. He wants to drink?"

"I will drink whatever you cook." As long as it is the soup she cooked with her own hands, he will drink the arsenic.

An Yan had a sudden inspiration, and a hint of cunning flashed through his beautiful eyes, "Is bullwhip soup okay?"

"You are implying me, can't you?" His slender fingers stroked An Yan's jaw, and his low voice was extremely ambiguous.

An Yan held back her smile, shook her head immediately, stretched out her little hand and patted He Yunshen's shoulder, pretending to be serious and serious: "I mean I'm old, I have to make up for it. Time is old!"

"Are you sure you want to cook bullwhip soup for me?" He Yunshen gave her another chance.

An Yan nodded, "Yes, didn't Mr. He just say it? You can drink whatever I cook. Wait, and I will cook a large pot of beef whip soup for you tomorrow."

"You are pregnant for three months, I have been living for three months." At this point, he tightened his fingers, which pinched her jaw and tightened his strength slightly.

Somehow, An Yan suddenly felt a chill on her spine, and she always felt like she had dug a hole for herself?

Then, He Yunshen raised his lips slightly and smiled evilly: "After drinking a pot of bullwhip soup, no one can guarantee what will happen."

"..." An Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this sentence, and the original smirk expression froze instantly.

The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened and he kissed her lips directly, "Do you want to try it?"

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An Yan blinked his beautiful eyes, stretched out his hand to stroke the position of his abdomen, and said, "I'm pregnant, I'm afraid I can't try it. I'd better find a beautiful little girl for Mr. He? Mr. He likes pure and cute or plump and charming?"

He frowned, and his expression suddenly became cold, "Mu Anyan, how dare you push me into the arms of another nv person?"

"Isn't this for Mr. He? Normal people have needs..." An Yan tried to do it.

He pinched the fingertips of her jaw and covered her lips, rubbing them gently, "Since you think about me so much, I'm going to look forward to your performance."

"I'm pregnant!"

Then, he landed his eyes on her fair little hand...

An Yan suddenly realized that he wanted her to express it with her hands? Her cheeks were red, like cooked shrimps...

"Rogue!" she muttered in a low voice, her cheeks flushed, and she moved her gaze out the window.

He Yun laughed deeply, reached out to touch her little head, and then drove the vehicle towards the direction of the villa...

Suddenly, An Yan's cell phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and pressed the answer button without hesitation.s3;

"Hey? Fang Shu."

"An Yan, how is your situation there? Xunfan told me that the batch of goods has been successfully sent back to Jingjiang City. When are you planning to come back?"

"What happened?" An Yan heard Fang Shu's tone so nervous, and immediately asked, "Did He Shuangqiu and Jian Manxi have any action?" Fang Shu's tone was rapid and immediately spoke out: "At first, they saw Xiao Han and I moving into the old house, they did have some restraint, but over time, they felt that we were not effective at all, so they didn't take us seriously. Now,

The entire He family's old house is probably under the control of He Shuangqiu. My mother-in-law also obeyed Jian Manxi. nn also realized that the situation was wrong and planned to dismiss He Shuangqiu." Han Meiluo was also a person who struggled in the business world. At first, she really valued He Shuangqiu's ability. She also organized the management of the old house. Over time, how could Han Meiluo be able to do her behavior, every word and action.

Can't you see the trick? An Yan heard Fang Shu's tone so urgently, and said, "Go and tell nn that dismissing He Shuangqiu cannot eliminate future troubles forever. Now, it's not necessary to lead a snake out of the hole. I can't think of how long they will do more. He Shuangqiu is now an old house

The housekeeper, every move is in everyone's sight, but Jian Manxi is different. She is only responsible for taking care of her mother-in-law, so you must let Xiaohan stare at her."

Fang Shu agreed immediately, "Okay, I understand."

"Also, go and talk to nn, please let her pretend to be a patient who had a stroke." An Yan's tone was very confident, obviously she had an idea in her mind.

"The patient who suffered a stroke?" Fang Shu was stunned, not understanding what An Yan meant, "Why did you want to make NN pretend to be sick?"

"Of course it's to let them show their strength faster." An Yan's words have a profound meaning. "I probably understand what you mean, I'll go and talk to nn later." Fang Shu suddenly realized that only by letting Han Meiluo pretend to be sick, He Shuangqiu and Jian Manxi could start the plan faster, and they could know what the real purpose of these two people was.

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"Um."
Chapter completed!
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