Chapter 1012

Qiu Lian was a little embarrassed, "Husband, in fact, you don't need to tell me how much money you earn and what kind of work you do." I...... I ......"

Warlord's hand remained in the air.

Qiu Lian's hands honestly took it over, and the snickering joy in her eyes naturally couldn't escape the eyes of Zhan Hanjue.

He explained to her, "It's not that I don't want to share it with you. I just want to do something else with that money. ”

Qiu Lian let out an "oh", and held the UnionPay card tightly with both hands, but it didn't fulfill his meaning.

Zhan Hanjue has some understanding: it turns out that a woman's sense of security is maintained by money, not the sense of security he gives her.

Qiu Lian's support for his work did not win him favor.

Isn't she looking forward to lingering with him tonight?

In front of money, she seems to ...... can give up her insistence.

This realization made him somewhat unhappy.

"Husband, then you play slowly, I'll wait for you in the bedroom." Qiu Lian stood up and smiled softly.

War Chill Lord's eyes froze, "Hmm." ”

Until the hour hand points to 12 o'clock. Lord Zhan Han resigned himself to the lid and got up and walked to the bedroom.

I thought Qiu Lian was already asleep, but when he was lying gently on the edge of the bed, her hand passed through like a snake.

"Husband."

Zhan Hanjue shook his head, suppressing his dislike for his wife in the bottom of his heart.

The alarm clock on the wall, ticking and ticking.

The Lord of War played the tune he knew by heart, over and over again.

Qiu Lian looked at him and silently let go of his hand.

She tries to pull the enigmatic man into her world, but God doesn't seem to favor her.

"You sleep."

Frightened, he fell under the bed.

Qiu Lian sat up, pulled him up, and sighed down, "Am I that terrible?" ”

Zhan Han Jue sat on the ground, and the moonlight shone through the screen window, shining on his handsome face, adding a bit of demonic atmosphere.

Qiu Lian Xu was asleep and didn't get up to make breakfast.

The Lord of War went out hungry.

I wanted to buy some fast food outside, but when I came out, I found that he was penniless again.

Qiu Lian got up and walked to the next bedroom.

Warlord sat on the edge of the bed in frustration, guilt and self-blame eating away at his heart.

Following.

The corners of Zhan Hanjue's lips hooked up with a self-deprecating smile, how could he live like this?

The imperial capital of dawn, the sky is hazy.

The prosperity of the city is dazzling against the bustling traffic and beautiful scenery.