"Find a bag and bring it back." Song Xuran hugged Luo Ying and threw the high heels to Xiao Wu who was waiting outside the box.

"Also, this, look it up." Song Xuran deliberately blocked Luo Ying's gaze and threw the business card to Xiao Wu.

Little Five: Meow Meow Meow Meow ??? Why doesn't the plot develop according to my guess, the little sister-in-law has good means, walks in, and hugs out.

"Wow, that man is so handsome, and he has a good figure, is the woman in his arms his girlfriend? Being held like this by such a superb man, I will wake up laughing in my dreams. There were a lot of girls in the bar, and all the girls' eyes were attracted by Song Xuran, envying Luo Ying in his arms.

Luo Ying's face was buried in Song Xuran's arms, no, to be precise, it was buried in Song Xuran's chest muscles, God knows why this man was so busy and had time to go to the gym.

Hey, Song Xuran's chest muscles are so big, I really want to touch them, Luo Yingzheng looked nymphomaniac, and Song Xuran was stuffed into the co-pilot of Cayenne.

"If the next time you come out and you're wearing it that revealing, I wouldn't mind keeping you home forever. If you want to wear it, you can only wear it at home and show it to me. Remember your identity, you are Mrs. Song, and your image represents the image of the Song family. Song Xuran leaned down, fastened Luo Ying's seat belt, and educated his little wife with a serious face.

What, it turned out that it was not that she was afraid that she was cold, but that she was wearing too revealing, Luo Ying rolled her eyes in her heart, a beautiful girl should wear a beautiful little skirt, change her state! Control freaks! His face was still submissive, "I will listen to my husband in the future." ”

"Yes, good." Song Xuran touched Luo Ying's head with satisfaction and started the car.

Luo Ying, who returned to the villa, immediately got into the guest room, took a shower, changed into pajamas, wrapped herself tightly, and lay comfortably on the bed.

"Get up, get drugged." Song Xuran came in with a tube of ointment. Song Xuran, who was at home, wore a blue silk pajamas, and the whole person looked extremely gentle.

"Husband, I don't think my feet hurt anymore, so I don't need to take medicine." Luo Ying had just finished taking a shower, her face was still flushed with steam, and her body exuded the gardenia fragrance of shower gel, and her whole person was as attractive as an apple.

"I think you still need to take medicine." Song Xuran followed Luo Ying's exclamation, picked up Luo Ying, sat firmly in his arms, sat on his lap, and lifted the hem of Luo Ying's pajama pants.

Unlike the dim lighting of the bar, under the lighting of the guest room, Luo Ying's feet look extremely small, with red nail polish on her toes, and her toes are all curled up because of shyness.

My wife's feet are so cute, I really want to touch how to break them, Song Xuran suppressed her bad taste, squeezed out a tube of ointment, and began to wipe the wounds on Luo Ying's feet because of wearing high heels.

"Wear less heels in the future." After Song Xuran finished taking the medicine, he showed no sign of letting go at all, and still firmly held Luo Ying in his arms.

"Husband, you can go." Luo Ying secretly glanced at Song Xuran tentatively, although it was very comfortable to be held by Song Xuran, she was also very nervous.

"Alas..."Song Xuran sighed, and spoke slowly, with a look of geography, "Mrs. Song, I have done so many things today, should you also say something." ”

"Also, Bai Guizhui and I have nothing, Xiao Wu called her here, Mrs. Song, you have spilled all the wine, if you are still not satisfied, I can help you pour it next time." So, Mrs. Song, shouldn't you, huh? ”