It seemed to be in a place like a bar club, and the sound was a bit noisy.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have a fart, say it quickly."

He also needs to have a loving parent-child education with his wife to let her know the importance of the father-to-be.

"Chen Zhan is at the bar. He drank a little too much and wants to invite you over."

Jing Heng refused directly, "No, I want to stay at home with my wife."

Shu Ziyan heard what the two said clearly, and quickly spoke loudly to the phone: "I don't need your company, you go quickly."

When Mu Zeyang heard Shu Ziyan's voice, he smiled so proudly that he said, "Jingheng, you are like this too. You must be disliked by your wife."

Jing Heng laughed angrily, put his hand on the back of Shu Ziyan's head, and gave her a kiss from the boss.

Ended with a kiss.

Shu Ziyan blushed: "Just be a human being."

"Fuck, Jing Heng, you scheming old guy, if you don't want to be shameless, I'll talk to you on the phone and you'll give me your fucking shit."

After all, I paid by mistake, so I shouldn't wait for Jing Heng to talk.

"You don't care about yourself, do you blame me?"

"Fuck, are you coming or not?"

Jing Heng thought about his wife asking him to go out, so he had to respond, "Wait for me for twenty minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Shu Ziyan stood up with a smile and went to find a wife for the man, "Relax with Mr. Mu and the others."

Don't keep staring at her, she feels like she has no freedom.

Jing Heng looked at his wife who was so enthusiastic about driving him out of the house, and the expression on his face was hard to describe.

Other people's wives are afraid of their husbands going out to drink, but his wife is fine and wishes she could go out by herself instead of going home.

"Don't you love me anymore? Aren't you worried about the fairies outside seducing me?" Jing Heng asked.

Shu Ziyan was a little surprised, "But you are not the kind of man who will be seduced by goblins. You still have this little bit of trust."

As he spoke, he patted the man's chest.

Jing Heng could no longer describe his mood at the moment. His wife really trusted him to a terrifying degree.

If he really did something sorry to the other party, it would make him look like he is not a human being.

What is the art of controlling a husband? This is it.
Chapter completed!