Hundreds of billions of presidents dote on his wife and become mad

Chapter 640

Zhan Yin said angrily: "Are you expecting me to be black? Why should I be black? Even if Hai Tong calls me a jerk in person, the beating is kissing, and the scolding is love. She will only scold me if she loves me. If she has no feelings for me, She thinks it's a waste of her time to even look at me, so why would she scold me."

"How could I tear up the painting my wife drew for me for the first time? I want to frame it and keep it as a treasure. When I get older, I will take it out to appreciate it. Don't feel touched."

Sunan: "...If you don't frame that painting, you're a puppy!"

Zhan Yin said in a deep voice: "Not only do I want to frame it, but I also want to hang it in Haitong and I's room, and read it twice sooner or later."

Remind him, don't be narrow-minded all the time, and don't make trouble with her because of a little thing.

Make her angry, make her sad, make her cry.

Sunan pouted, "Do you dare to hang it on the wall in your office?"

"Why should I hang it there? The paintings my wife drew for me belong to the boudoir fun of our husband and wife. It is not for outsiders to see. You'd better forget about the contents of the paintings."

"I won't talk to you anymore, I'll catch up on sleep."

He hasn't had a good rest for the past two or three days.

"Go to sleep."

Sunan hung up the phone.

He thought that Zhan Yin couldn't comprehend the deep meaning of the painting, so he called Zhan Yin specially, thinking that he would have a chance to laugh at Zhan Yin.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Yin not only came to his senses, but could also spread dog food and show off the love between husband and wife.

As expected of a couple, they think differently.

Haitong didn't know that Zhan Yin rushed back overnight because she went to drink, and now he was going to fly over again.

She was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone.

When she woke up, she felt a splitting headache. She endured the headache and took the phone to answer the call.

"Miss Hai, it's me. Are you up? Open the door and let me in."

"Aunt Liang—wait a minute, I'll go out and open the door now."

Haitong looked around and made sure that she woke up at home, presumably it was Xiaojun who sent her back.

Enduring her headache, she got up and went out to open the door for Aunt Liang.

Besides Aunt Liang, there are Hailing mother and son.

"sister."

Seeing her sister standing at the door with her nephew in her arms, Haitong called her sister guiltily.

Hai Ling carried her son into the room, went straight to the sofa and sat down.

Haitong asked Aunt Liang in a low voice: "My sister knows that I went to drink?"

"Don't ask Aunt Liang, I can still smell the alcohol on your body."

Hai Tong stuck out her tongue.

The clothes on her body had been changed, and since she hadn't showered, she was panting and could still smell the wine.

"Sister, I just went to have two drinks with Xiaojun, but I didn't drink much."

Haitong came over, sat down next to her sister, and hugged Yangyang.

"Yangyang."

"Auntie speaks so badly."

The little guy was disgusted, turned around and crawled back into his mother's arms.

Haitong smiled awkwardly, "Auntie just woke up and hasn't washed her face yet. Auntie is going to take a bath now, and I promise that it will smell good in a while."

Hai Ling said to her: "Hurry up and take a shower and change clothes, Xiaofei said that she will come to pick us up in person later."

"Oh, yes, I forgot, we're going to my aunt's house today."

Hai Tong got up and quickly slipped back into the room.

Aunt Liang knew that the young mistress hadn't eaten yet, so she silently went into the kitchen to prepare something for Haitong.

ten minutes later.

When Haitong came out, taking advantage of her sister's inattention, she slipped into the kitchen and asked in a low voice, "Aunt Liang, did Mr. Zhan come back last night?"

Last night, she had a night dream.

It's all about Zhan Yin.

Dreamed that he was back, dreamed that he was holding her, and saw that she was drunk, he looked very distressed.