Chapter Seventy-Eight: Called Auntie

"Hello!" Ou Muye symbolically shook hands, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but the girl pulled his hand hard. It took him a lot of effort to pull his hand out.

The girl looked at him with a smile of surprise on her face.

Tang Wanning knew at a glance that the girl had been poisoned by Ou Muye, and it was still highly poisonous.

Yang Wanjiang stepped forward and dragged the girl back: "I'm sorry Mr. Ou, this is my daughter Yang Le, I just came back from school today, I said I was going to pick up the guests, and I just looked reluctant, but when I saw you, she was in good spirits, it is estimated that Mr. Ou, you are too stylish." ”

There is flattery in this statement, both inside and out.

Ou Muye smiled elegantly and calmly: "Where are the words." The daughter is lively and cute, and she is very likable! ”

"Really?" Yang Le came up from behind, and the admiration in his expression was very obvious and bold.

Ou Muye smiled silently.

Yang Wanjiang pushed his daughter's head back: "Okay, girl's family, don't be so faceless." ”

"Dadβ€”" Yang Le sneered unhappily.

Tang Wanning stood beside Ou Muye, and kept smiling very generously and decently.

Finally, Yang Wanjiang found her: "Oh, if I'm not mistaken, this is your wife, Mr. Ou?" "Stay on the ground and die.

Ou Muye put his arm around Tang Wanning's waist: "Exactly!" ”

"Hello Mr. Yang!" Tang Wanning stretched out her hand in a timely manner, and her temperament and demeanor were excellent.

"Hello, hello!" Yang Wanjiang hurriedly reached out to shake it: "Mrs. Ou is really a beautiful embryo, fresh and refined." No wonder it can be loved by our European president. ”

Tang Wanning smiled lightly with a humble expression: "Mr. Yang, you have won the award!" ”

As soon as Yang Le heard that Ou Muye had a wife, and it was the woman next to him, his face suddenly became unsightly. is even more hostile to Tang Wanning.

Lan Baiguang interjected beside him with a briefcase: "Let's find a place to sit down and talk slowly." ”

"What Secretary Lan said is, Mr. Ou. Mrs. Ou, please insideβ€”" Yang Wanjiang stepped aside sideways and made a gesture of please.

Ou Muye walked forward with Tang Wanning in his arms.

Lan Baiguang accompanied Mr. Yang and Miss Yang to walk behind, and Yang Le realized that even the secretary was a handsome guy, much better than those boys who could only brag, but she still liked the one in front.

Tang Wanning leaned her head towards Ou Muye as she walked, lowered her voice and said, "The girl in the back seems to like you." This is a peach blossom disaster, you have to be careful. ”

"Are you worried?" Ou Muye asked with a smile, a soft light in his green eyes.

"What do I have to worry about, worry that you will accidentally get involved with an underage girl and be taken to the police station?" Tang Wanning teased with sharp teeth.

"Maybe I'm an adult!" Ou Muye spit out slowly, as if he intended to make Tang Wanning nervous.

Tang Wanning was silent, and after walking for a while, she suddenly said: "Husband, in addition to being gay, do you also have pedophilia?" ”

Ou Muye suddenly stumbled, and his left foot was tripped by his right foot, but fortunately, he stabilized it in time and did not appear foreign.

He looked at the little woman in his arms, and he really dared to say anything!

"Be careful, isn't it, don't react so much, you're a domineering president!" Tang Wanning covered her lips and chuckled, laughing very thoroughly.

The group took the elevator up to the eighth floor.

It was a business zone.

The men were going to talk about business, so Tang Wanning and Yang Le went to hang out elsewhere for the time being.

"Aunt Tang, let's go to the game hall to play." Yang Le naturally hooked Tang Wanning's arm, and called his aunt as soon as he opened his mouth, showing his youth and invincibility.

"Uh, Lele, how old are you?" Tang Wanning is not a fuel-efficient lamp, it allows a little girl to climb on her head and dance samba.

Yang Le said with a proud expression: "17 years old!" ”

"Well, Flower Season Girl, I'm 26 years old, only nine years older than you, according to the year? Come on, you have to call me sister, this is basic common sense, you know? Tang Wanning smiled kindly and kindly, but scolded a stinky girl in her heart.

"Isn't it called an aunt at the age of 9? Much older! Yang Le rolled his eyes.

"In that case, my husband is going to call him uncle, because he is older than me, since you respect us so much, then as your elders in the future, we will also treat you as a niece." Tang Wanning pushed the boat down the river, classified her as a niece, and stifled her thoughts about her husband.

Yang Le is not stupid, listening to her words, he laughed: "My classmate also had a boyfriend a few days ago and his father, she told me, uncle and uncle, the most romantic and safe." ”

"Oh, yes!" Tang Wanning chuckled: "Then when the aunt and aunt come to the door, it will not be romantic and unsafe." ”

"What's so terrible about old women, our skin is as tender as ours, and our waist is as thin as ours, men like girls like us the most, Aunt Tang, do you know the most important thing?"

"What?" Tang Wanning looked deaf.

Yang Le leaned into her ear: "Because my private parts are more tender than yours!" ”

"......" Tang Wanning tugged at the corners of her mouth, shocked by such bold and shameless words, she just wanted to say that if Yang Le was her daughter, she would have been killed by her.

I remember when she was 17 years old, she would feel embarrassed to even say a few more words to a boy, let alone that aspect of things, but now children can boldly talk about their private parts, and she lost!

Yang Le was very happy when he saw Tang Wanning's reaction: "Aunt Tang, don't be too sad, take good care of it!" ”

"Lele, a person will not be 17 years old forever, except that he is dead, otherwise he will be 71 in the blink of an eye," Tang Wanning patted her hand.

Yang Le's little face immediately turned red.

"The elevator is coming, let's go, let Aunt Tang feel your young world." Tang Wanning doesn't mind being called old, she has a lot of ways to deal with this kind of little sister.

A sly smile crossed Yang Le's eyes: "Okay, I'll show you something, let's not go to the game hall, let's go to a more interesting place." ”

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it!" Tang Wanning walked into the elevator.

Yang Le then came in.

The two took a taxi to a bar.

"Bar?" Tang Wanning frowned and grabbed Yang Le: "You are still underage, how can you come here?" ”

"Aunt Tang, you are outdated, there are more people smaller than me, let's go, it's fun." Yang Le dragged her inside.

At the door, a burly man saw Yang Le respectfully call Miss Yang and opened the door.

The interior is well decorated, but it is smoky and rotten, and the flash lights are flickering and flickering, and most of them are young, fashionably dressed children.

"Miss Yang is here, and she brought a beautiful woman." A man came up and hugged Tang Wanning.