Forward the drawn husband

Admittedly, he really likes it, after all, it is more huggable, and it sounds too cheap to carry it.Taking a deep breath, Weizhe puffed out his small chest and pretended to speak righteously.

"No, I don't like it."

"Huh? Well, if Madam says there is no, then there is no." Qian Zhe picked up the little yellow chicken pillow that Weizhe had put in the study at some time, and couldn't help pinching the little chicken's mouth with his big hand, laughing secretly, this Zhang Xiaozui is stubborn.

Jonathan, who secretly hid in the crack of the door and saw everything, felt even more relieved.Ah, the relationship between the young master and his wife is really getting better and better now.And it's been a long time since he saw the young master make such a naive move, all of these are thanks to the madam!

Hidden merit and fame, god, butler, assist.

No, Jonathan is going to prepare a celebration dinner for his wife. As for the celebration?I believe that the young master will solve this problem well.

The reliable old butler turned around and left this pink space for the two of them. He unconsciously hummed the song that Weizer had been humming recently. The kitchen went.