Ye Tianxin picked up the glutinous rice **** and watched the glutinous rice **** playing so hilariously. Her hair was all wet, and she said to Li Qingcang, "Husband, give the rice **** a sweat towel."

Li Qingcang didn't speak calmly, but instead followed Ye Tianxin's instructions to change the small tangyuan into a clean sweat towel.

When Li Qingcang came, the fat woman and the man were stupid.

Because, no matter Li Qingcang's height, portrait, aura and other aspects, he is a crushing existence.

As long as it is a normal-minded person, she would never say that Ye Tianxin would seduce this man.

Who would believe that Ye Tianxin would not let a high-quality man want to seduce a little white face?

Ye Tianxin is not blind! ?

"Didn't you mean to investigate and monitor? Two, please."

Li Qingcang stood next to Ye Tianxin, and both felt that the aura was strong and the air pressure around them was lower.

The fat woman glared at the man, she was not stupid, although she didn't know Li Qingcang.

But like Li Qingcang's aura, it is definitely not an aura that ordinary people can emit.

"Tune it, whoever is afraid of whom."

As soon as the man said this, the fat woman instantly gained confidence.

She thought that if this man could say something like this, he must have never done such a thing.

The fat woman said to Li Qingcang, "Hey, this gentleman, go, let's adjust the surveillance video."

"No need to adjust, my wife will not lie."

Li Qingcang's voice was deep and sexy.

The magnetic sound was like a subwoofer, and the fat woman's body was numb.

The fat woman felt that the man in front of him was a walking hormone.

His every move carries a shocking power.

"Little white face, how do you know she didn't lie?"

Ye Tianxin couldn't help but smile when she heard the words "little white face" from the man's mouth.

When she laughed, a pair of delicate eyes flashed like bright stars.

"Husband, are you the little boy I raised?"

Li Qingcang stretched out his hand dozingly and touched the top of Ye Tianxin's head, "Yes, wife, I am the little white face you raised."

An impressive smile appeared on Ye Tianxin's face.

She coughed lightly, the shyness of a little girl.

It looks like a woman immersed in love.

In his eyebrows and eyes, there was a sweetness like honey.

"Didn't we say that we are going to adjust the monitoring? That's OK, let's go."

Li Qingcang held the small glutinous rice **** in one hand, and Ye Tianxin's small hand in the other, and walked toward the direction of the office.

The man did not expect that Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang were so bold.

He held the baby and said to the fat woman, "Wife, you take care of your daughter, and I just need to hold your son."

The fat woman glanced at her daughter who was playing happily in the distance, and whispered, "My daughter doesn't need to look at it for now, I will not allow anyone to insult my man!"

The man gritted his teeth and thought, if he had known that there was surveillance here, how could he dare to say such confident words?

What should we do now?

Forget it?

"Ouch, my stomach hurts."

When the man walked to the door of the office, he clutched his stomach and said to the fat woman, "My wife, what I might eat at noon is not clean."

Li Qingcang and Ye Tianxin looked like a clown, looking at this man who was about to leave with a stomachache.

There were ironic smiles on both of the faces.