: 1111.. short-lived happiness

Azi smiled, and the impulse of the head of Luo Da did not change at all.
"The head of the grown-up, things are coming slowly, no hurry. The little devil is going to play here for a month."
"What have you been playing for so long?"
Azi's eyelids flashed slightly, and the voice was lowered. "Of course, come here to take a meal and go to the honeymoon."
Take a honeymoon...
Luo Wen has slowed down. "Isn't it going to be with Avon?"
"Well..." Azi tail was stretched.
"Diren's dead child is still not developing? Is Aiwen like the airport?"
"Hey!" Azi laughed. "The turnip greens have their own love. People just like this."
"How long is Ai Wen?"
"The data shows twenty-six."
"Wow, the old cow eats young grass!"
"...Ai Wen has been with Dylan for almost ten years. People have just started to be a beautiful man. Now it has become a half uncle."
"That's worse, father, woman love..."
"Cough!" Azi squinted at Luo Wenchong. "We can't go anywhere. I am a lot bigger than you, little brother."
"We are both grown up!"
"They are also young."
"No, I don't mean this," Lovin quickly explained. "I mean we are both mature."
"Dylan is more mature than many children. Avon is more reliable than many men in their twenties."
This time, Luo Wenchong was refuted.
Azi took a sip of tea and a sigh of sigh with a tone. "In the world of Dylan, there is a danger that we don't know. The inner waves are undercurrent, and the killings of the monks are hidden in minutes. If not these two People are united and may have died hundreds of millions of times."
"Wife, I see that your feelings about Dylan are different from those of others. What is the reason?"
Azi's eyes are slightly stunned.. "Dylan is 14 years old. If my baby is not dead, I am similar to Dylan."
Luo Wenchong stupid, 14 years old... Azi is 35, 21 years old when there is a baby?
Azi smiled.. "I was pregnant when I was 23 years old. I am 12 years old this year, and my age is similar."
Oh……
"Wife, I understand. For Dylan, I will be merciful."
"It's not easy for them to be abroad. It's only a month to come here. Try to make this little couple happy."
"Follow, wife and grandfather!"
Azi smiled and gave Luo Wen a cup of matcha. "This tea tastes good. Long head, drink a few more cups."
"A few more drinks, you don't have to sleep this evening."
"Hey!" Azi’s fingers stroked Luo Wen’s face..
The big head, did you not have to sleep for seven days and seven nights when you were training?

"...Which is seven days and seven nights! If you are a special soldier, it is normal to not sleep for half a month."
Azi picked up her eyebrows. "The Chinese people are the materials of the iron wall. Ok, don't let you go, go to sleep."
When I heard the word 'sleeping', Luo Wen rushed to the old circle, and reached out and held Azi directly in his arms. "Okay, my wife, let's go to sleep now!"
Azi Brows straight, and Luo Wenchong engraved a big ‘stained’ word on his face.
"Don't move!" Dylan pressed Avon and ordered. "I want you to stop now, have you heard it?"
Ai Wen stunned and gave up the struggle.. "Yes, young master."
Dylan wringed the towel and carefully wiped Ai Wen's body. "It was my fault to call you just now."
"Young Master, it is my lack of ability, it has nothing to do with you."
"The woman knows my weaknesses and knows your weaknesses. We have joined hands and have no chance of winning in front of her. It will be good for me to deal with her alone."
"Young master, the woman still handed it over to me."
"You are not her opponent." Dylan re-wet the wet towel, wring it out, and gently rubbed the blood of Ai Wen's mouth. "She is the most horrible opponent I have ever seen. As long as there is a flaw, how can I die?" know."
Azi's strength, speed, and now she thinks it feels chilly.
I don't know who her master is. If her master is still there, the existence of this person is no different from the end of the world.
Azi is a life harvester, and the master of Azi is definitely a of death.
"Is the wound still painful?" After wiping Ai Wen several times, Dylan dumped the red water.
"It doesn't hurt." It doesn't hurt, but it is very tired and tired.
"This drug is so toxic, she can still control it. What did the woman do before?"
"Young Master," Ai Wen looked at Dylan deeply. "Can I get up?"
Dylan carefully raised Ai Wen, seeing Ai Wen to get out of bed, her brow wrinkled. "What are you doing?"
"I have to wait for the young master to sleep."
"What are you waiting for!" Dylan's face sank and his little hand untied Evan's pants.
"Young Master!" Ai Wen was shocked and pressed Dylan's hand. "You are this..."
"What do you want?" Dylan’s eyes glimpsed a little, and the corner of his mouth gave a dangerous smile. "I just let you take off, pants, and go to bed."
"Go to bed..." Ai Wen groaned. "My bed is over there."
Ai Wen pointed to another Tai Chi chair.
"Your room is next door," Dylan smiled thicker and his movements accelerated. "But tonight, you were injured. The woman said that you have to lie down for one night to recover. So tonight Here, my bed is sleeping."
Ai Wen took a big breath. "Young Master, this is not compliant..."
"What I said is the rule!" Dylan said in a tone. "Let your hands!"
Ai Wen looked at Dylan silly, swallowed and let go.
Dylan skillfully untied his belt and took off his clothes.
I saw Ai Wen’s heart is very different!
Dylan’s lord seems to have had such an 'experience’ before...
"OK, the pillow is over there, lying down to sleep." Dylan pointed at the bed.
Ai Wen bowed his head.. "Follow, Master."
Looking at Ai Wen lying down ‘ready’, Dylan’s mouth raised a smile of
unwitting
, took off his pajamas, turned off the lights, and quickly got into the bed.
"Less Lord!" Ai Wen exclaimed ‘object’ in his arms.
You are...

"Don't talk! Hold me!"
"..." Ai Wen only felt that his body temperature was rising, and his hand was trembling on Dylan.
"Hold me!" Dylan groaned.
Ai Wen immediately tightened his hands and did not dare to move with Dylan.
Dylanwo was in the chest of Avon, satisfied listening to his heartbeat.
The arms are the ones who care the most, and Ai Wen’s heart beats faster and his breathing becomes quicker, but he doesn’t dare to scream.
Dylan bowed his head and grinned, and Ai Wen, who was serious in front of others, was ‘a daredevil’ in her eyes.
She understood that he could not resist her.
She can't resist him either.
"Does this plum taste?" Yi Yuntian looked nervously at Xiao Weiwei.
The wife spit very badly at this time, and she ate a lot of things, but she didn’t eat bad stomachs.
If it is a happy one, the five-month period should be almost the same, and the baby wife is only happy after five months.
"This is good!" Cold Weiwei put a few sesame into his mouth at once.. "Good."
When I heard the praise, Yi Yuntian breathed a sigh of relief. "Then I buy more of this prunes."
"thank you."
Yi Yuntian paused and touched the head of Leng Weiwei.. "Little fool, thank you, I am your husband, it is okay to do things for you."
Leng Weiwei looked at Yi Yuntian. "Would you like to go out?"
"Well, I have to go out and do something. Come back soon." The prune that produces this taste has only one farm in the world, and he has to negotiate an agreement with the owner of the farm.
"Come back for dinner?"
"There is still an hour to open the meal, of course, come back to eat." Yi Yun kissed the cold forehead of cold Weiwei.. "You eat the snacks on the table, your husband just came back."
Leng Weiwei licked her lips.. "Don't you eat with customers?"
"...How do you know that I am going out to talk about business?"
Leng Weiwei picked up her eyebrows.. "I just know."
Yi Yuntian is a very savvy businessman. Every time he talks to a business, there will be a wise light in his eyes.
This kind of 'light' makes her very fascinated.
This secret, she did not tell Yi Yuntian, lest this man arrogant.
Yi Yuntian hurriedly left, cold Wei Wei glanced at the snacks that were full of countertops, and she couldn't spend a month, she would eat a big fat pig.
Just the farm owner came to the city of C, Yi Yuntian spent fifteen minutes to sign the Ximei agreement with the boss for the next five months.
The boss's farm is not too big, and it is not suitable for mass production of prunes. He is only selling this kind of prunes in his small town. Basically can only meet the needs of the town. Now that Wei Weiwei likes to eat, he has to contract a part of it from the farmer.
Seeing that Yi Yuntian personally negotiated with himself, the farm owner intended to expand the production. As long as Yi Yuntian invested, the prepared prunes were transported every seven days.
Yi Yuntian met the farmer owner at a chance. At the time, he also felt that the prunes produced by the farm owner were very unique and tasted good. Sales in the town are also very optimistic.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, you can try to implement the first round of investment plans.
Then he got a few dozen packs of prunes from the farmer.
The workers moved Ximeigan to the trunk of Yi Yuntian. Yi Yuntian was still about half an hour away. He stopped the car and went shopping elsewhere to go back. He wanted to be happy with Wei Weiwei.
Just when he first entered a large supermarket, he saw a figure flashing quickly to his car, took the syringe out, and dripped the liquid in the syringe into the main driver's seat in the car.
Then leave quickly.
"Madam, are you going to have a meal?" The maid asked politely.
Leng Weiwei took a look at the time, just six o'clock, Yi Yuntian is not saying to come back to eat?
She thought about it, took her mobile phone, and called Yi Yuntian’s mobile phone.
The phone is connected, but no one is picking up.
What is busy with Yuntian?
"Let's wait a moment."
"Yes, ma'am."
After five minutes, Cold Weiwei was playing Yi Yuntian’s mobile phone, and the phone continued to ring, but no one answered.
Just the moment the ringtone disappeared, the phone was connected.
"Husband, why don't you listen to the phone? Is there something happening?" Cold Weiwei could not wait to ask.