But he kept an eye on Guan Ya's attitude towards Yuan Shi all the time.

I tried it just now, and found that my cousin's favorability for that boy has reached a new level.

This is not a good thing. It is impossible for the Fu family to allow Guan Ya to be with a small person. The son-in-law chosen by the aunt has a family behind it that is comparable to the Fu family.

Thinking about it from another angle, if this motivates my cousin to be self-motivated, it might not be a good thing.

Well, Yuan Shi might not like her. A sentence suddenly flashed in Fu Qingyang's mind: Unlike me, I only like black girls.

The stockings have long legs, and the hobby is thin.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

When Guan Ya returned to the office, she saw Jiang Jiwei and Fujiyuan Shichang, talking about something solemnly.

Seeing her coming up, Fujiyuan pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and said in a low tone:

"I have heard about Yuanshi Tianzun,

He died for the organization and died in the line of duty. I think his family should be given a pension. "

Jiang Jigwei also looked sad: "I didn't cover him well."

Guan Ya pondered for a while, and said: "I really feel that,

How much is appropriate? "

Fujiyuan said in a deep voice: "A small goal, what do you think?"

Go crazy, no one will pay attention to you. Guan Ya's mouth twitched: "As long as you are happy, you can try to mention

Submit the application. "

It was rare to be at home on vacation, and there was no professional class in the morning. Zhang Yuanqing had a good night's sleep. When he woke up, he saw Xiao Doubi crawling around the room with his uncle's wallet on his head, entertaining himself.

He sighed this melon.

Xin said that you should find me some other treasures, either my aunt's underwear or my uncle's wallet.

If this goes on like this, the TV station will come to the house to interview, and the title will be:

My aunt's underwear is frequently stolen, and my uncle's wallet is frequently stolen. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? Tonight at 8 o'clock, let us enter the world of Zhang Yuanqing, a ghostly nephew!

When I came to the living room, my aunt had already had breakfast, dressed herself up beautifully, and was about to go to work.

Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback: "Are you about to be late?"

up? "

The aunt poked her head, glanced into the kitchen, and whispered: "Shh! Your irritable grandma just scolded me, don't talk about this topic, and let her hear it, and you have to chatter again, it's annoying to death."

She was snoozing this morning and couldn't get up. She stuck her hips between the quilt and slept until 8:30, but she was still woken up by a slap on the butt by her irritable mother.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at his aunt's flowery and jade-like face. Under her soft eyes, there were heavy bags under her eyes, but it did not damage her beauty, but instead revealed a softness.

"What did you do last night?" Zhang Yuanqing criticized:

"Did you take the opportunity to practice the method of harvesting yang and nourishing yin?" JrNovels.com