Chapter 897

The river rarely makes such a funny comparison, so Huasheng, though sleepy, barely gets up.

Then it was planted in the arms of the river, greasy and crooked.

"How does Wang Junxian propose?"

"Guess?" Jiangliu intentionally sells the lawsuit.

His palm caresses Hua Sheng's face. It's not used for those greasy and vulgar powder outside. It's just a stick of cosmetics.

Hua Sheng is almost used to plain face, never make up at home, and never change when going out, unless there is a specific occasion.

Therefore, Jiangliu feels that her daughter-in-law is young and full of collagen, and feels very good.

Hua Sheng thought for a moment and tried to keep his spirit a little bit, "Wang Junxian's temperament, it's estimated that there's not much trouble in proposing, maybe it's to buy a bunch of flowers, a ring or something, but he's rich, so the ring is estimated to be very big, if not good, it will be ten carats, like pigeon eggs."

"Well, if Wang Junxian thinks about it, it's about that, but he asked me for help today."

"So?"

Hua Sheng hears a little doorway, gets up and hugs the neck of the river.

"So I won't tell you. "

"Ha ha, you wake me up, and don't say it. It's really necrotic..."

Jiang Liu and Hua Sheng are playing happily in the master bedroom. Ginkgo biloba is finishing up on the second floor and passing by.

When you hear it, smile.

"The lady and the uncle are just in good spirits." She is complacent.

Gingko is dedicated to Huasheng. She would rather not marry any more than protect Miss I.

Of course, Chuntao is not bad, just love people, if you like a positive energy man, it is not so.

It's said that a man who is near the red and a man who is near the black means that.

You see Hua Lin, who used to be a stuffy man. Now after she married Bai Hao and gave birth to a son, she has become more cheerful. She has a mother's love between her eyebrows, and her eyes are tender.

Gingko returned to the room, looked at the wechat circle of friends, and found that Chuntao seemed to be in a state of not sending for several days.

The last time was the last time she commented on herself and ignored her.

After thinking about it, I still want to care about it after so many years together.

Ginkgo sent a wechat to the past.

Ginkgo: have you disappeared recently?

After about ten minutes, I just replied.

Chuntao: I'm not feeling well.

There is nothing wrong with this sentence, but the tone is a little stiff, but gingko thinks Chuntao deliberately pretends to be ill, and is too lazy to say anything.

Of course, this wechat was replied by Hu Xiao, whose mobile phone is in his hand.

It was Wu Nan who gave it to Hu Xiao. He didn't have much time to do these things.

Jiangcheng, at 11:50 midnight, Hua Qing came out of a Cantonese tea restaurant and was stopped.

After her pregnancy, she stopped a lot, not only did not go to the nightclub, but also knew to nourish herself for the sake of her children.

Although Hua's family didn't come to see her, she didn't care about them.

"What are you doing?" Hua Qing is a little flustered.

"Our boss wants to see you."

Without waiting for Hua Qing's reaction, several big men pushed her into a seven seater business car.

Wu Nan is sitting at the back, playing with a string of Buddhist beads.

Actually, Wu Nan looks good, but her eyes are too gloomy and cunning.

"No harm, Miss Hua Er."

"Who are you?" Hua Qing covers her abdomen with one hand. She still cares about her children.

"Don't worry, sit down and talk." Wu Nan sneers.

"I don't know you. There's nothing to talk about."

With that, Hua Qing opens the door with one hand, but is caught by Wu Nan's hair. She frowns with pain.

"Hua Qing, don't drink with respect, don't eat with punishment. Do you want your baby to have any accidents?"