The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"You young people go out to bask in the sun and chat for a while, so you don't have to accompany us two elders."

Mrs. Ao suddenly said, and ordered the old deacon who was waiting behind her, "Bring the drinks and snacks to the pavilion outside the courtyard, and serve some iced watermelon."

"Good lady."

The old deacon bent down to do it.

"Hurry up, hurry up."

Mr. Ao rushed to Os Oren impatiently.

Os Oren did not bother his father here, so he got up and took his wife out of the courtyard.

Mrs. Ao was rarely angry. She quickly took out her mobile phone and started taking pictures of Oslank and Orensian.

The four of them walked back and forth, two tall and two petite, as handsome as oil paintings.

"Oh, the more I look at them, the better they match."

Mrs. Ao took pictures of the backs of her son, daughter-in-law, and took more than 1 pictures in just one minute.

Inside, there was Os holding Rank's hand and laughing, Rank blushing and looking up, Oren protecting Sian's shoulders from the plant leaves nearby, Sian looking up at Oren with an unhappy frown, and four others. As they walked together, Os Oren's eyes were focused on his wife's face, while Sian Rank walked forward and said something to each other. The atmosphere looked very good, and every picture was a beautiful high-definition wallpaper.

"Ah ah ah ah, my son and daughter-in-law are so beautiful. They look so beautiful in any photo they take."

Mrs. Ao quickly set the photo as the lock screen and desktop, and screamed with excitement frequently.

Mr. Ao was jealous at first, but later he lost all anger when he saw Mrs. Ao so happy, and quietly accompanied Mrs. Ao to look at the photos.

Os Oren and Sian Rank didn't know they were being secretly photographed, so they went to the pavilion and sat down.

There were flowers all around the pavilion, and a whole sea of ​​flowers surrounded them.

The green plants in the distance have been trimmed into beautiful pieces of art, standing row by row in the sea of ​​flowers, forming a beautiful arch-shaped flower path.

The temperature in early November in the capital of country D is suitable, around [-] degrees Celsius, with sunshine and occasional wind, making it very comfortable.

Oslank and Ossian were both in good moods at the moment. The air was good and the temperature was good. They were in a large sea of ​​flowers, and they all felt relaxed.

There were two female servants standing in the pavilion. They glanced at Sai Anrank from time to time, and they all thought in one mind: the eldest young master and the second young master are indeed born from the same mother, and the wives they fall in love with are all of the same type, and they are all soft. Exquisite looking.

"When are you two going to get married?"

Oss leaned back in his chair and took a sip of coffee and asked Orensian, looking directly at the two of them opposite.

Sai'an, who was eating snacks, almost choked when he heard what Os said. He wiped his mouth and looked at Os in confusion.

"You don't have any intention of getting married yet?" Aos raised his eyebrows at Sai'an.

The frightened Sai'an didn't know how to answer, after all, he had never thought about this question.

"I was thinking that if you guys had this plan, we would do it together, so you don't have to hold another banquet."

After finishing speaking, Os looked at Oren, as if he mentioned it deliberately to see Oren's reaction and to see where they would progress.

Oren wanted to get married, and wished he could take Sai'an home now, but it depended on Sai'an's wishes, so he did not answer Os's question, but looked at Sai'an silently.

"You, you, what are you looking at me doing!"

Sai An said fiercely to Oren, and wiped the cream on the corners of his mouth again.

"He doesn't get married alone. Of course he has to ask for your opinion."

Oshen assists, knowing that Sai'an has not accepted Oren yet, and wants to help Oren.

Sian was speechless by Os's words and could only frown and look at Oren displeased.

Oren was actually looking forward to it, expecting Sai'an to agree, but he knew that Sai'an being able to accompany him home today was already a gift, and he couldn't ask for too much.

"When are you going to get married?"

Oren shifted his attention and asked Rank, who had been listening in confusion.

Rank looked up at Os in a panic. Why didn't he, the person involved, know about the marriage?

"You've already kissed me, don't you want to spend your whole life having sex for nothing?" Aos frowned and asked Rank with a serious face.

Rank immediately blushed and stammered urgently, "What do you mean by kissing me? Obviously...it was obviously you who kissed me, and you took advantage of me."

"So you want to keep being prostituted by me for free without getting married?"

Aos didn't worry about who kissed whom, and brought the topic back. He glanced at Rank's belly and asked Rank in a joking manner, "Or do you want us to get married when you're pregnant?"

Big... big belly?

Rank's face immediately burned up. Oss was talking nonsense, and he was not a woman.

"You...you rascal."

Rank was angry and didn't know how to curse, so it took him a long time to find the word "rascal".

"I've even been upgraded. I used to be called a slut, but now I'm a gangster."

Oslo was among them, picked up Rank and put him on his lap, smiling and squeezing Rank's red face.

Rank's eyes turned red with anger, and Oss actually hugged him in front of Orensian.

"You put me down."

Rank hit Os' big hand that was holding his waist.

"Is it because after I proposed our marriage that we officially got together, that's why I upgraded from a slut to a gangster?"

Os did not let go of Rank, but asked Rank with a full smile.

Rank blushed again, it was obvious that Os had guessed correctly.

After all, he fell in love with Aus, so naturally he couldn't scold Ausden as a disciple.

As soon as Rank's face turned red, Os knew that he had guessed correctly, and he laughed even more wantonly.

He leaned against the chair and clasped Rank's waist with his big hands. He raised his head and kissed Rank. He liked Rank so much that he blushed when he teased her.

As for Rank, who was kissed, he immediately covered his mouth, his whole face was so red that he could bleed, and he glared at Os with blurred tears of anger.

Os immediately covered Rank's eyes because Rank's blushing and crying look was too cute and he didn't want others to see it.

"asshole……"

Rank sniffed and scolded Os, sounding very aggrieved.

"I'm a bastard when I kiss you. Aren't you going to call me a beast if I do something more outrageous in the future?"

Aos was still teasing Rank with a good mood. He took away the hand covering Rank's eyes and looked into Rank's angry and tearful eyes, which were delicate and alluring.

Aos smiled unconsciously and kissed the moist corners of Rank's eyes.

Rank kept covering his mouth to prevent Osamu from kissing him, and looked away in tears.

"What will you do if you cry so much now?" Ao Si also acted like a hooligan.

Rank, who was angry and crying, didn't want to talk to Os, so he got up from Os and walked out of the pavilion immediately.

Os smiled again, stood up, followed Rank and picked him up, "How dare you wander around if you are not familiar with my home."

"I want to go back."

Rank ordered Oss loudly while wiping tears on the back of his hand.

"Let's stay here tonight and not go back."

Oss talked to himself and carried Rank to the back door.

Rank was unwilling to follow Aos, and kept beating Aos while crying, "I don't live in your house, I want to go back now."

"If you keep making trouble, I'll kiss you right here."

When Rank heard this, he quickly covered his mouth with both hands and cried angrily again, tears falling down.

Osei scared Ranke, carried Ranke up to the second floor through the back door, and took Ranke back to his room to rest.

As soon as the door closed, Aos changed the princess hug into an upright hug, raised his head and blocked Rank's lips.

Rank's anger had not subsided, and he became even more angry when Oss kissed him like this, so he beat Oss with all his strength.

Aos didn't let go of Rank, he hugged Rank and walked to the sofa while kissing him, and they both fell on the sofa.

Being bullied, Ranko burst into tears, sniffling and crying, his thick eyelashes covered with tears.

Aos didn't intend to bully Rank too much, so he bit Rank's lips and left his lips.

With blurred tears, Rank looked angrily at Oss above him, sobbing and crying. The little one was so soft and cute.

Ao Si's mouth went dry instantly, and his eyes looked hotly at Rank below him.

Rank felt something was wrong and immediately looked down, covering his mouth with both hands and not daring to cry any more.

Ao Si found it funny, "I know I'm scared."

"You, you, you promised to touch me only after we get married."

The panicked Rank used this as a shield.

"I'm not that boy from Oren, so you can't trust me."

Os smiled and picked up Rank and put him on his lap.

Rank, who covered his mouth with his hands, was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to sit down at all for fear of touching something he shouldn't.

Aos was so attracted by Rank's appearance that he lost his mind. He took Rank's hand off, blocked his lips, and bullied him directly.

Rank didn't dare to resist, and he would marry Aos honestly. If he didn't, what would happen if Aos went berserk? He didn't want to suffer.