Uncle Zhang quickly ordered the servant to move quickly. Miss Song was so hardworking, she must not be disappointed.
Moreover, since the old lady passed away, someone celebrated the husband's birthday again.
Tang Xinrou gave Song Yaoyao a push, "Leave it to us, Yaoyao, think of a way, if you can hold Mr. Huo, it only takes half an hour!"
Song Yaoyao became nervous after being told, her little heart was beating wildly. She licked her mouth, dry mouth, "I, what should I do..."
"Oh, are you stupid! Of course you have to ask yourself this!"
Song Yaoyao wanted to cry, but she pursed her mouth, "But I, I'm nervous! If my brother hears this, he will doubt me!"
Tang Xinrou heard that her voice had changed, and rolled her eyes helplessly.
"Baby, don't you see that you are so cowardly?"
Facing the ridicule of her friend, Song Yaoyao pinched her mobile phone, sweating anxiously.
"Okay, don't make things difficult for her."
The charming woman walked over with her waist twisted. She glanced at Tang Xinrou, and said to Song Yaoyao in a gentle voice: "Silly girl, have you forgotten that you haven't dressed yet? Why? Just plan to show up in your face in disgrace In front of your boyfriend? Come with me."
She dragged Song Yaoyao upstairs, Tang Xinrou stomped her feet, "But what about over there!"
Xia Rao didn't turn her head back, "Mu Jing, you have to find a way."
"Damn! I can think—"
"Huh?" Xia Rao raised her eyebrows with a smile, "Honey, what did you say?"
Mu Jing hesitated, "I said, I can! The task given by my wife must be completed!"
Xia Rao clenched her fists and smiled like a flower, "Come on my husband, look after you~"
Mu Jing wanted to cry, but she glanced at Song Yaoyao who was taken away, gritted her teeth, and complained to Yi Ting, "Tell me, Huo Er's dog temper, why is he so lucky?"
It was always he who tried his best to prepare surprises for women. Xia Rao usually gave him a tie and a shirt, which was enough for him to laugh for a long time.
I used to think that was normal. Women just want to be pampered!
But now—
Mu Jing found out that his real name was sour.
Although he is a man, occasionally, he also wants to experience the feeling of being pampered.
"Oh? It seems that you are dissatisfied with Xia Rao? Do you want to change your wife?" Yi Ting folded his arms around his chest, smiling and watching his son and daughter running wildly in the yard, and said slowly.
"I... Fuck!" Mu Jing hurriedly glanced at the direction of the stairs, and saw that Xia Rao had left with Song Yaoyao, so she breathed a sigh of relief, "Damn Yi Ting, can you say such a thing? If my wife is because of you If you quarrel with me, I will never end with you!"
"oh… "
Yi Ting shrugged indifferently, tapped his watch, and kindly reminded, "Brother, you don't have much time, you should think about how to hold people back."
Mu Jing was taken aback, and instantly remembered her mission.
He was cursing and walking out of the yard while making a phone call.
The phone rang for several minutes and no one answered it. Just when Mu Jing was about to hang up in depression, a lazy voice came from the receiver, "What's the matter?"
Mu Jing turned her head, glanced at the scene that looked like a proposal scene, and said sourly: "Your girlfriend is preparing a surprise for you at home. You will come back in half an hour. If you are fine, you can go to the beach to blow some air. Always Just don't come back!"
Huo Qi in the front row twitched the corners of his mouth with question marks all over his head.
Mr. Mu, may I ask what kind of operation you are doing