Chapter 215 Who is the wife 2

After a day of chaos, I drove home and received a call from Ye Ziyan, saying that she was having a friend’s wedding and couldn’t leave, so I asked me to find Liao Yunsong to get the photos

I was a little helpless. Recently, I was running errands and asked her where Su Feng was going. She said that Su Feng came back from Yanmei and rushed north to have a meeting.

I care a little, but I don't ask much about this matter. I originally promised my wife to finish her meal together tonight and watch a newly released movie.

I also wanted to redirect and asked Ye Ziru if she could find someone else. She acted coquettishly and said she was familiar with me, so she looked for me. There were a lot of stingy words and flattering words. How could a gentleman refuse a lady's request?

A little depressed, the subtext in my heart is that I am a nonsense gentleman, but Ye Ziyan praised me so high, so it is not easy to refuse. The main reason is that she said she is very familiar with me, which makes me feel very happy. No matter whether it is true or not, it sounds very comfortable

I am so soft-hearted and hot-headed. I promised to be an errand. I called my wife and said that I had to delay it. After going back later, I endured a few lion roars, I asked me to go back early and drive carefully and comfort me.

Hang up the phone and sighed. The woman is so stingy and slandering her heart at Liao Yunsong's office. She cursed the half old man several times in her heart. When is it difficult to get the photos? She chose this time

No matter how many times I came to this so-called office downstairs, I was still a little unaccustomed to this place like a trash moving site. It would be strange if there was a business to come to the door. I might be scared away by customers here. I even had a little doubt. Ye Ziyan didn't want to continue to come to this unpleasant place, so she said that there was something wrong and asked me to come.

Knocking on Liao Yunsong's door, I smelled the smell of mold when I went in. I was not prepared. The young man who was almost choked and laughed constantly, saying that he hadn't come back for many days, and it was rare to argue with him. He asked him to call Liao Yunsong out quickly.

The young man said that Liao Yunsong was washing the photos, which made me feel a little annoyed after waiting. What's the matter? I asked him to pick up the photos. But the photos were not washed out and it was not easy to get angry with the young man. I had to endure it. The smell of mold in the house was too strong. I opened the window to make ventilation better.

The young man originally said to pour water, but I stopped him from doing this. After drinking the water, who knows if he would have a stomachache. I stood in front of the window and waited. The young man cleaned up the house and saw him picking up a few leftover noodles buckets from the house. The edges of the bucket were moldy, and there was also

After a while, several disposable lunch boxes were collected from the house. The unfinished meals changed color, and I was a little tempted to vomit when I saw them.

What kind of life do you usually live? The young man seemed to have gotten used to it and had nothing to do. He asked me to leave the window and saw a more shocking scene. He directly packed the noodle buckets, lunch boxes, and some leftover messy things and threw them out from the window.

I finally knew why it looked like a garbage dump. I saw that the bag full of garbage fell to the ground, split into pieces, and all spilled into the middle of the road. I stared at the young man, a bit like looking at monsters. These are elites that were cultivated. I am afraid that only Liao Yunsong can afford to see Liao Yunsong's sloppy and careless look. Maybe he trained them.

The young man looked back at me innocently and asked me what was wrong with me and said it was okay. He looked downstairs with lingering fear, hoping that it would not be thrown on my head next time.

After waiting for almost twenty minutes, Liao Yunsong stepped on his slippers. When he came out from the inside, I almost couldn't recognize him. His eyes were sunken and his beard was unshaven. I don't know how long it took to wash my hair. Some of them were all together. Xing Zhang's face, which was originally unpopular, made people dare not look at him directly. If I hadn't seen him a few days ago, I would have thought he had escaped from that cellar.

It's not a good deal to pick up your kang. These days, I was almost exhausted by my grandson. Liao Yunsong threw the thick photos on the table, yawning, and regardless of the thick dust on the chair, he sat down on the only leather chair in the room, and was not much better. He was shaking and squeaking, as if he couldn't last long.

Ignore Liao Yunsong, I picked up the photo on the table and saw a beautiful girl. She was wearing exposed clothes and her breasts were almost exposed. She could see that the girl was not wearing a bra inside. She had long legs. She could tell at a glance that she was a girl in the flower season.

Originally, it was a very beautiful, sexy and seductive photo, but it was all destroyed by Deng Yi's disgusting fat face and short and fat body. What's even more unpleasant is that you can clearly see Deng Yi's hand pinched on the girl's butt.

I guess I felt my depression. Liao Yunsong complained that he didn't know about it before, but now he realized that his grandson was really not a thing. I don't know how many good girls have ruined it. He was even unhappy when he didn't give me the wages for a little bit of a small matter. He said it was not a thing.

I glanced at it and it seemed that Liao Yunsong was very unhappy. Even the young man nodded in agreement behind him.