I'm a stand-in, no emotion

But Xiao Ying was a child who said that the wind is the rain, and his actions were not sloppy at all. Before Zhou Qiang stopped him, he had already undid the concealed button on the suit trousers with his fingers, obviously meaning to change the trousers first.

Zhou Qiang's eyebrows were jumping, and he was out of breath. His first reaction was to stop the bodyguard B in front: "Don't look back!" At the end, he added: "Don't look in the rear mirror!"

Bodyguard B was covered in cold sweat and sat upright.

Don't talk about looking in the rear mirror, he just closed his eyes and covered his ears, his self-conscious appearance made Zhou Qiang's anger slightly subside.

The culprit, Xi Bei, was the second young master, who blinked and couldn't understand his fiancé's coquettish operation: "What's wrong?" With half of his pants off, he didn't know whether to keep taking them off or pull them up.

But the fiancé with a face like being struck by lightning gritted his teeth and looked at him: "Do you still have the face to ask?"

Then Xiao Ying was even more puzzled, thinking to herself, why I have no face to ask, it's so strange: "..." If she didn't understand, she took off her pants in a smooth manner, and took them off to the end.

"..." Zhou Qiang hurriedly turned his face away, scolding in his heart: Smelly shameless!Xiaolang. Hoof!

However, on the glass window in front of him, every move of the unrestrained young man was clearly reflected, which made Zhou Qiang's eyes wide open, unable to move, so he had to watch it without blinking.

"Okay." Xiao Ying changed her clothes, a little puzzled, obviously everyone is a man, why is Zhou Qiang so shy?

Is this what Guan Mingzhen said, loyalty, filial piety, propriety, righteousness and shame?

If so, do you want to do as the Romans do?Is it like this?

"..." Xiao Ying imagined the scene out of thin air, and felt that she had goose bumps all over her body, which was very uncomfortable.

"Uncle Shi..." He put his hand on Zhou Qiang's thigh, ready to contact the friendship between men.

Zhou Qiang froze, and stared at the hand as if facing an enemy: "You, you..." As if he was about to faint, he said grimly, "Let go of your hand!"

Xiao Ying looked at his hand, blinked, then retracted it neatly, put it on his knee, and smiled: "I overstepped, sorry Uncle Shi."

What I thought in my heart was, Old Antique, are you a relic of the Qing Dynasty?

That's the reaction to touching a thigh.

Zhou·Qing Dynasty relic·樯, after confirming that the other party is safe and honest, and will not touch the thigh or leg without saying anything, then I feel relieved and observe secretly: "..."

The young man in the snow-blue improved Tang suit looks handsome and elegant, with a natural charm and attracts attention.

It's just that the clothes are a bit messy, which is hard to see.

"Yu Feng, tidy up your collar." Zhou Qiang reminded in a low voice.

"Ah?" Xiao Ying was stunned, and then pulled off her neckline forcefully, not only failed to fix the neckline, but even tore off a few buttons.

This result made Mr. Zhou, a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, grit his teeth in pain, clenched his fingers that were about to move, and squeezed in a low voice: "Turn, buckle."

Crazy. Wild boy Xiao Ying, who can't be defeated, waved his hand casually and said, "Let's buckle it when the time comes."

Because of the change of clothes, he was a little hot.

This is to kill Zhou Qiang.

After 2 minutes, the man couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Turn your head around."

Xiao Ying tilted her head in doubt: "Huh?" She had already turned her head away when she spoke, and then saw that her fiancé, who was thousands of miles away from her, stretched out a pair of jeweled hands...

Xiao Ying watched his thoughts fly away, thinking, I don't know why this man is so fond of putting gems on his fingers, maybe they belong to the dragon?

Continuing, the jeweled hands came to his neck... buttoning the buttons with a serious face.

"Thank you." He said in surprise.

"You're welcome." Zhou Qiang helped him tidy up the neckline and other places by the way, and said seriously: "Remember, dress neatly, speak civilly, and behave elegantly."

This is the first lesson that the prince of the Zhou family taught his wife, and there are only three short sentences.

"Hmm..." Xiao Ying, as the subject of admonishment, didn't feel that she had any problems in these aspects, so she nodded with peace of mind.

The well-behaved appearance made Zhou Qiang's eyes deepen, and those thousands of picky things hidden in his stomach were temporarily swallowed.

Civil Affairs Bureau.

When Xiao Ying saw that the queue for divorce was long and the two of them were the only ones who got married, an expression of surprise appeared on his face, and he said to Zhou Qiang, "Look, we don't even need to queue."

Hearing this, Zhou Qiang's face darkened immediately: "..." While hesitating whether to change his life, the nervous young man ground his teeth in anger.

"Hey, Uncle Shi, why are you unhappy?" Xiao Ying was a little guilty. Could it be that Zhou Qiang found out that he cut corners and did not use honorific names for him in three out of five sentences?

However, Xiao Ying thought depressingly, since everyone is in their 30s and [-]s, why should they be born ten years late and call a stranger uncle.

And this person is his future spouse, isn't it incest to call him uncle?

The crown prince of the Zhou family, who was in a lot of pain, rubbed his brows, glanced at the long divorce queue next door, and woke up sullenly, "Didn't you notice that the divorce queue is very long?"

Xiao Ying will answer this question.

"I know, I saw it as soon as I entered the door." But he still looked at Zhou Qiang with doubts: "Why is Uncle Shi unhappy?"

I only heard Zhou Qiang say in a cold voice: "There are more divorces than marriages. I'm glad you picked this day."

Xiao Ying, who is full of respect for Chinese tradition, suddenly realized: "Uncle Shi is right." Then he asked anxiously: "What should we do then? Let's come back tomorrow?"

"No need." Zhou Qiang refused, and said a Chinese four-character mantra to his little fiancé: "Come, come."

Xiao Ying nodded, then thought, what Zhou Qiang said was wrong, he didn't pick this day.

"..."

When everyone took out their certificates for public execution, Xiao Ying glanced at the certificate next door, which said November 1988, 11, and he was indeed a genuine 1-year-old uncle.

Then his eyes moved to the ID photo, which turned out to be not bad.

Zhou Qiang, of course, glanced sideways at the ID of the young man next door, and saw the words 1995 come into view.

Yu Feng turned out to be born in 95. This fact made him feel complicated and inexplicably hot.

Zhou Qiang pursed his lips, but stopped talking.

Until the check-in procedures were all completed, the man who felt guilty was about to say, "Do you want to think about it again?" He didn't say it.

Anyway, it was Yu Feng himself arguing to get married, not the result of other people's coercion.

The prince of the Zhou family was holding a red book, thinking soothingly while struggling.

When he was full of drama in his heart, Xiao Ying's small calculations were also crackling.

First, they got married.

According to the rules of the Zhou family's traditional big family, as long as no major incidents are committed, the marriage will be very stable and they will not leave easily.

After Zhou Yu's two marriages, they are about to cooperate with a large project that Yu's family has been planning for many years, but suffers from a lack of resources. Let's call it Zhou Yu's project.

This Zhou Yu's plan was not completely planned by Yu Hao.

In fact, it was the last big thing that old man Yu did for the Yu family that killed two birds with one stone. First, it brought back the declining Yu family, and second, it pulled the second grandson into the wind circle.

On the surface, it seems that Mr. Yu is distressed by his second grandson who was exiled abroad. In fact, in the final analysis, everything he does is clearly on the stand of the Yu family.

In the end, no matter whether Yu Hao wins or Yu Fengfeng wins, the Yu family will fall into the hands of someone strong enough.

Yang Cup.

When Yu Feng analyzed it to Xiao Ying and told him that there was such a word, Xiao Ying got goosebumps all over his body.

"Xiao Xiao, listen, brother didn't ask you to fight for something, you don't have to fight with Yu Hao, you just need to protect your own safety."

Yu Feng knew what his grandfather meant, and told Xiao Ying the day Xiao Ying returned home.

Xiao Ying, who has never had a good impression of the country, is even more disgusted with the home, which is a dragon's lake and a tiger's den, so yesterday he agreed to move to Zhou's house.

Of course, the Zhou family is not necessarily better than the Yu family.

It's just that there is no bond of emotion, and there are many less scruples in pretending to be crazy, Xiao Ying thought to herself.

At most three to five years, when Zhou Yu's plan is stabilized, the marriage will definitely be divorced.

At that time, Yufeng will marry a wife and have a child at that time. As for herself, Xiao Ying thought happily, so she asked Brother Feng for some money to start her own company and become the boss.

At this time, the young Xiao Ying never imagined that in a few years later, his life path would become more and more crooked under the influence of Zhou Qiang and Yu Feng.

After all, Xiao Ying is only 20 years old, and she is still too inexperienced to know the dangers of the world.

After figuring it out, Zhou Qiang sat in the car with a dignified face, and said solemnly, "Yu Feng, now that you and I have registered for marriage, our relationship is not what it used to be. From now on, you can no longer call me Uncle Shi... "

Xiao Ying asked: "What should it be called?"

Zhou Qiang was silent because he was still thinking.

name?

That is absolutely impossible.

Not to mention that he is seven years older than Xiao Ying, no matter in terms of age or seniority, Xiao Ying should not call him by his first name.

Zhou Qiang thought and thought, but still couldn't think of a good title, and suddenly said annoyedly: "Can't you think about it? Is Bai Chang's head for looking at?"

Xiao Ying was reprimanded for no reason, but she still can't attack, because the question is really simple, what can she call her even if she's married, of course it's called...

That word, even Xiao Ying, who is so nervous and vulgar, felt a little hesitant.

It wasn't because of shyness, but because he was afraid that he would be brutally killed by Zhou Qiang after he yelled.

However, as I said before, Xiao Ying is afraid of everything, except death.

He brewed for a while, approached Zhou Qiang and said, "Husband?"

At this time, Xiao Ying was already mentally prepared to be slapped on the face by Zhou Qiang, but he did see the rich and wonderful expressions on Zhou Qiang's face, but those jeweled hands never touched his face. call.

"Is this okay?" Xiao Ying said.

I saw Zhou Qiang, who had endured so hard, handed over a few words from his tightly pursed lips: "As you please." But his eyes always looked weird, and they kept turning around Xiao Ying's face.

Xiao Ying didn't know what he was planning in his mind, but it must have something to do with him.

"What are you thinking?" After getting married, he no longer used the honorific title, because no one talked to the object and returned it to you.

"Yu Feng..." Zhou Qiang took a deep breath, and asked with dark eyes, "Since when did you like me?"

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