Chapter 1943: Mistresses!

The first thousand nine hundred and forty-three chapters, the milfs!
The white Wushuang in Shangyaokou is about to cause bloodshed, and Xiao Zheng is in the heart, but he is not worried too much. Because in the Xiaojia villa where he lives, unless the white masters of this level can cause certain threats, the strength of Bai Wushuang is not enough to endanger the safety of Lao Lin and his mother.
In fact, Xiao Zheng does not think that Bai Wushuang has this courage to start with Lao Lin and his mother.
All are adults, and you have to think about the consequences of doing anything. Injury the old mother and son, looking at the whole of China, few will have good fruit to eat. And it is devastating retaliation.
Unless Bai Wushuang intends to bet on the entire white house.
Obviously, Bai Wushuang did not think about destroying the White House. His family consciousness is actually stronger than many people.
At this point, Xiao Zheng can feel it from the last dinner.
Take Wang Qi away and let his mother disappear forever. Is this white unparalleled guy to stay behind the old white house?
In summary, in Xiao Zheng's speculation, Bai Wushuang's revenge object this time, no accident should be the autumn harvest.
Report the killing of the Father!
It’s not a matter of high suspension, not to mention the fact that there have been many contradictions in white. Xiao Zheng knows that at the moment, he is best to shrink and steadily operate the new Olympics. The world is so chaotic, when the saints have to suffer big losses.
The only thing that worried Xiao Zheng was how the old monk should face this crisis. Seeing that the child is in a sea of ​​fire and is indifferent?
Although this nephew has committed a sinful crime, it is difficult to explain it with common sense. It is even more difficult to distinguish between right and wrong at a glance.
What's more, Bai Wushuang is already the last relative of the old monk in this world.
Xiao An ran to the front of Xiao, who was sitting on the sofa thinking, screaming at the big eyes that made Xiao Zheng's eyes red. Milk sounds milky way: "Dad, play with me."
Since the beginning of the language, Xiao’s language talent has been quickly discovered. You know, his father, A Zhengge, has mastered no less than ten languages. Most have reached international standards.
Therefore, although Xiao'an is still not very good at the present, he has basically completed a simple dialogue.
Xiao Zheng smiled and smacked him on the sofa and let him sit next to him. He smiled and said, "What do you want to play?"
"Just casual." Xiao'an's face was a clean smile.
A recognized result. Xiao An is more sticky than Xiao Zheng, instead of waiting for him and his aunt Lin.
You must know that Xiao Zheng will face him every other day. I even went a few times. But Xiao An never avenged. After a while, he forgot the brutal abuse of his father. And continue to maintain this good father-son relationship.
In this regard, Lao Lin is more or less jealous. After all, she has more energy and emotions on her son than Xiao Zheng, who is busy with work.
Xiao Zheng smiled and pinched his son's delicate face: "Dad is very busy, but I don't have much time to play with you." After a pause, he asked some mischief. "Do you want your mother to give you a sister or a brother to accompany you?"
Xiao An obviously can't understand what his brother or sister represents. But listening to Dad saying that someone was playing with him, he was very happy and nodded: "Okay."
Xiao Zheng took it in his arms, and his voice was mild: "You can't be jealous in the future."
"No!" Xiao An was laughed at by Xiao Zheng with a slag. The red face of the little face.
Looking at the son who is fluttering around in the living room, Xiao Zheng’s face showed a satisfied smile.
This kid is like himself, strong, not afraid of pain, and grow up to be sure to have a good future. Can also take care of his mother.
Shake his head and wave the headaches that the future is destined to face. Xiao Zheng went out to work.
Everything in the new Olympics is on the right track. With the blue heart, this veteran leader is in charge of the overall situation, and there are a number of elite soldiers like Xiao Zheng. The company has nothing to worry about. Xiao Zheng was busy with an afternoon job and met with two visitors during the period. It was very fulfilling, and it was not idle all day.
But he was somewhat absent-minded, and he didn't have any work content in his mind. He was all pondering the unparalleled event.
"Boss, there are guests who want to see you." Xiao Taohong knocked on the door, and he respected him.
"Don't you say that you are not seen?" Xiao Zheng's head came out from behind the computer. "I am going to work soon."
Position changes personality. Xiao Zheng used to be very talkative, but now every day except work is a meeting, and it takes longer than sleeping. He really can't afford it. It is not to be blamed for those who are arrogant and arrogant. It’s really annoying to be cool.
"You can still see this guest." Xiaotao red squirmed a red lips, whispering. "It is Aunt Li Jing."
"Ah?" Xiao Zheng heard the words and jumped off the chair. "Please come in."
Li Jing.
The wife of the mother-in-law. It can be said that all the legends and glory of Ye Yuhua's life. And itself, it is also a respectable strongman and elder. Xiao Zheng has received her favor more than once.
He then let go of the big, but also dare not dare to play big cards in front of quiet.
Li Jing and Ye Yuhua have different tempers. She likes to be busy and can't eat too cold and lonely life. After going down the mountain, I went to the world with the savings of many years ago. It is a dream. In the days when Ye Yuhua was collecting the wind, the old monks were escorted from beginning to end. It also relieved the burden of Li Jing. Can give her a wonderful world trip.
"Quiet, you can find me to let me know." Xiao Zheng personally greeted at the door of the office, very humble. "Why do you run it yourself?"
Li Jing is wearing a fashion, and her delicate face has a light makeup. May also follow Ye Yuhua's meager life for more than 20 years. Not very old on the face. Some people believe that they are in their early thirties. In fact, Li Jing is already forty-four years old.
"Azhen, you are now a big business man. Where can you dare to talk to you?" Li Jing smiled and put the old-name monk's designer bag on the sofa and took the coffee that Xiaozheng personally brought. Take a sip and smile. "Quiet, but nothing to go to the Three Treasure Hall. How, find a place to accompany the quiet drink two cups? Some days have not seen, quietly think about you."
Young is good.
The old monk is still Ye Yuhua, and the next mountain is also a kind of heart-felt, and a portrait of a monk. Looking at the quiet, and not a few years, I have adapted to the life of ordinary people.
Xiao Zheng nodded and smiled: "No problem. Quietly want to eat, I let people arrange. Tonight we are not drunk."
Li Jing squinted Xiao Zheng with a glance: "Do you still want to drunk the quiet? Uneasy." There is a lot of style between the eyebrows, it is really a milf.