"Lan Lan, I swear I would never know that you were in the fitting room, I swear I would never know that you and my sister-in-law were in the fitting room...... I swear I never saw my sister-in-law half-exposed, I swear I never ...... Lan Lan, I was wrong. Mijo covered his eyes and turned his back to the two people in the fitting room, with a look of immediate repentance after thinking about it.

Ye Chenmeng's face was so red at this moment that it was almost dripping blood. She embarrassedly pushed Lan Lichuan away and ran out. but happened to bump into Murong He, who had just entered the door. The inertia was so great that the two almost fell on all fours.

Xin Zihan's lazy voice sounded behind him: "I heard that someone is making trouble in my Aimusi?" ”

"......" Sanshao gave Xin Zihan a roll of the eyes, if he had known that it was Lanlan who had chartered the venue, he would still be guilty of making trouble?

Ye Chenmeng took the meat bun in Xin Zihan's arms and walked outside with the meat bun in his arms.

Lan Lichuan walked to the sofa and sat down, glanced at Yucheng, and said to Xin Zihan: "Why does your Aimusi still receive such unqualified customers?" ”

No quality? No quality?!

"What about me?" Yu San Shao pointed to the bridge of his tall nose.

Murong He pulled the imperial city and said with a smile, "What's wrong?" You've fallen off again? ”

"Your festival has just dropped, you are embarrassed to mention the festival with the master who has nothing of three exercises!" Mijo raised an eyebrow, a wicked smile on his lips.

"Nothing at all?" Xin Zihan heard this word for the first time, and waited for Yucheng to explain with a little curiosity.

Yucheng patted Murong He's shoulder and smiled ambiguously: "Discipline and chastity!" Isn't it, Rongrong ......."

Murong He took the makeup brush on the side and poked Yucheng's shoulder fiercely: "You said that I didn't have a temperament, I admit it, you said that I had no temperament, and I put up with it, Lao Tzu's chastity is properly stored in the safe!" Who is not chaste? Who do you say? ”

"In the safe?" Lan Lichuan raised his eyebrows, looked at Murong He with interest and asked, "When will you come out?" ”

"Isn't it already out of the closet?" Xin Zihan looked at Murong He and Yucheng with my purest expression, "I've read the news, the two of them are good, they are a good match." ”

"I deserve your face!!" The third major general said the word 'matching' very seriously, no matter how it sounds, it is like, I will give you a face......

Lan Lan only felt that the revenge had been avenged, so she happily went out and went home with her little wife and meat bun in her arms, and left a sentence before leaving: "The dance party the day after tomorrow, bring your companions to attend." Murong, remember to bring the third young man with you. ”

"I'll take your wife!" Yucheng snatched the makeup brush from Murong He's hand and threw it towards Yucheng.

Murong He replied casually: "I'll take your daughter!" ”

Lan Lichuan glanced back at the two of them, and said with a smile: "Don't forget to bring your brains." ”

……

At night.

Lan Li Garden. Meat Bao carefully observed his princess-like castle, then closed the door, carefully took pictures of every corner, and then sent it to Zhibao.

Zhibao saw it, and a shallow smile appeared on his face, the arc of this smile was too similar to Mr. Lan, which made Yu Kexin on the side look a little fascinated.

She sat down next to Zhibao and said, "Zhibao! The day after tomorrow, the meat bun is going to meet the media, and it will become a real little princess, do you want to become a little prince? ”

"Fairy tales are all lies, godmother."

"......" The relaxed atmosphere that Yu Kexin had managed to create was instantly broken by Zhibao's young and mature tone.

She had to change her way and said, "Then do you like Mr. Lan?" ”

"It's okay!" He closed the computer lightly, hugged the computer and said to Yu Kexin with a smile: "Godmother, good night." ”

After he finished speaking, he went upstairs and sent a text message to Chenchen.

Ye Chenmeng looked at the text message sent by Zhibao, thinking about Zhibao's seriousness as a young man, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his whole body exuded the brilliance of motherhood.

Lan Lichuan, who had just come out of the shower, happened to see this scene.

He hugged the woman into his arms from behind, and Ye Chenmeng was so frightened that his mobile phone was thrown on the ground. reacted as if he had seen a ghost, which made the man behind him sigh a little helplessly.

"Mrs. Lan, when will you get used to your husband?"

"My husband just staged a thrilling plot with me, and I was scared!" She bent down to pick up the phone, then placed it on the bedside table before turning around and pulling him to the bed.

She went to the bathroom to get a bath towel, and while wiping his hair, she said, "Husband, you still have a chance to regret it." ”

"What chance?" As soon as Lan Lichuan turned around, he was forced to push his head back by Ye Chenmeng.

"It's the day after tomorrow......

"The day after tomorrow is something I've wanted to do for a long time. No regrets. He gave her a resounding answer.

Ye Chenmeng said, "Actually, the phone call this afternoon was from your first love." ”

"Oh? What did you say? He pulled the little woman behind him into his arms and sat her on his lap.

"She said you let her be your little lover, and she also said that she was willing to be a stepmother for the meat bun." She hooked his neck, and it was rare for her smile to be so sweet.

Lan Lichuan raised his eyebrows, "What else did she say?" ”

"She also said that you were with me to win the meat bun's liking, and then take the meat bun away from me." She lowered her eyelashes and looked so pitiful......

He asked nonchalantly, "Did she say how I was going to take the meat bun away?" ”

"Hmm...... She didn't say that, but we can talk about it. She got up, sat on the bed and looked at Lan Lichuan cross-legged.

Lan Lichuan nodded with interest, a pair of eyes as deep as a deep pool, looking at her intently, "How to discuss?" ”

"For example, you can divorce me and then sue in court. and then through some very despicable means to win the case in court, in this case, you can basically take away the meat bun. She looked at the man in front of her with a matter-of-fact look, waiting for his answer.

A sly smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and he nodded thoughtfully, saying, "Mrs. Lan is really smart. That's a good suggestion. But I'm afraid there's one condition I can't ......."

"Which condition?" Does this man really plan to snatch the child from her?

"It's okay to sue, I'm pretty good at it, and winning the lawsuit is basically a foregone conclusion, but I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to divorce you. Therefore, I'm afraid that Qiu Yun, the stepmother, can't do it. ”

After he finished speaking, he lifted the quilt and pressed the woman under him......

A night of bonding......

Next.

Lan Lichuan flipped lazily, habitually wanting to hold the woman in his arms, but found that his surroundings were empty.

He frowned, and opened his sleepy eyes.

saw Ye Chenmeng wearing her loose shirt, holding paper and pen in her hands, squatting on the side of the bed, smiling very much.

He reached out and rubbed the woman's long, somewhat messy hair, and his slightly hoarse voice was full of pampering: "What are you doing with such a happy smile?" ”

"Look at your signature." She shook the paper in her hand, a shallow smile against the sun, and the whole person had a faint halo, which was beautiful.

Lan Lichuan frowned, adjusting to the early morning light, and then she could see clearly the signed and drawn paper in her hand.

It reads: Quit smoking, stop drinking, quit sex, married life, once a week.

There is also a red thumb print on the place below.

He looked at his thumb, and sure enough, there was still red ink. It turned out that she didn't sleep early in the morning, so she did this......

He scooped the woman into his arms. The big hand wrapped around her slender waist, and said in a somewhat lazy tone: "Don't make trouble, sleep for a while......"

"Who made a fuss, seriously!"

Especially the latter sentence, which is very important!

She put the paper on his handsome face, for fear that she would relent.

His bony fingers pinched the corner of the paper and threw it under the bed. One rolled over and pressed the woman underneath, his voice still hoarse with the husky nature of early morning.

"Once a week, huh?"

Ye Chenmeng nodded a little weakly, "Well, once a week!" ”

"A week at a time?"

"No, once a week!!" These four words have changed positions, and the difference is very big! She stretched out her index finger and gestured righteously.

But I didn't want to be bitten by him.

She was so frightened that she immediately took it back, "Husband, are you a dog?" ”

"Lan Ergou?" He hadn't forgotten the stubble.

Ye Chenmeng couldn't hold back his laughter, and said with a straight smile: "It's better than Lan Erdan......"

"Second egg......" he raised his eyebrows, his eyes ambiguous.

Ye Chenmeng knew at a glance that he must have thought too much.

"We're talking about it once a week!"

"yes, got it." He nodded, looking at her with a somewhat lazy gaze.

It was unimaginable that he was so cooperative, Ye Chenmeng pointed to the piece of paper on the ground and said, "Do you really know?" ”

"Got it. Didn't you sign it? With that, he let her go. Get up and put on your clothes and walk out the door.

Ye Chenmeng turned over and picked up the paper on the ground that had been signed and drawn, and with a smug smile on his face, he put the paper in the drawer. Only then did he walk out with Lan Lichuan.

PS: The small theater is coming.

Monday.

Lan Er: Wife, do you want to do it? Once a week.

Dusty (gritting his teeth): Come on!

Tuesday.

Lan Er: Wife, do you want to do it? Once a week.

Dusty (looking at it in surprise): Didn't you just do it yesterday?

So, the contract reads: twice a week.

Dust: Lan Ergou!! You've added an extra line!!

Lan Er: Wife, you have also signed the contract, don't make trouble, your pants are off......

Wednesday..

Lan Er added another stroke to the contract with a domineering leakage. It became three times a week.

Thursday.

Chenchen (looking at Lan Er proudly): Now I'll see how you add it!!

Chenchen took out the agreement, and watched a certain man add an extra 'ten' after the word 'three' three times a week, so it became thirty times a week......

Chenchen: Lan Ergou, let's get a divorce!!

Lan Er: My pants are off, so you tell me this?

Dust: Pawn ......