Yang Fei called Li Yanan.

No one answered.

Yang Fei came to her house.

He knocked on the door.

No one agreed.

Yang Fei couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Nothing will happen, right?

He hesitated for a moment, and was about to turn around and leave when the door suddenly opened.

Li Yanan wrapped herself in a bath towel and wiped her wet hair with a towel.

"Yang Fei!" she smiled in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"I haven't seen you for a day, and no one answered the call. I thought something happened to you! So come and take a look."

"Oh, I took a shower just now! Come in and sit down."

"Forget it." Yang Fei looked at her body with only a bath towel, slender legs, fair shoulders and neck, and deep shoulder holes, which felt a sense of skin.

"It's okay, come in!" She reached out and pulled him.

Yang Fei didn't want to be seen gossiping, so he walked in.

Li Yanan closed the door and smiled and said, "Sit down for a while, I'll go in and change my clothes."

"Please give me your wish." Yang Fei couldn't look directly at her, so he looked at the sofa.

Who knew that the sofa was full of her clothes, all kinds of clothes, which was even more inspiring.

Li Yanan's pretty face flushed and hurried over to clean up.

Her bent down was not tight and she was incredible.

Yang Fei coughed lightly and said, "Sister Li, I'll go back first, come and visit you some other day!"

Li Yanan seemed to realize something, and hurriedly walked into the inner room with her clothes: "Wait, I have something to talk to you."

Yang Fei asked what happened.

Li Yanan said: "The performance."

Yang Fei was stunned for a moment and realized that she was talking about the folk festival performance. So he said oh and sat outside waiting for her.

The room was filled with the fragrance of shampoo and shower gel.

Yang Fei had an unusual feeling growing in his heart.

After a while, Li Yanan came out, her hair was still wet, and she was casually spread on her shoulders.

"I have an idea, see if it works."

"You said it."

"I want to invite some artists to come and write Spring Festival couplets for everyone and paint on the spot. This is also an activity."

Yang Fei said: "This is a good thing, I think it is feasible. If you pay for it?"

"During the Spring Festival, I can organize a group of volunteers to provide services free of charge. If I stay in the future, then I will calculate the reward!"

Yang Fei smiled and said, "That would be great. You discuss with Su Tong how to arrange it in detail. I'll go back first."

Li Yanan nodded.

She wanted to keep him, but she had no reason.

There are some things that men do not take the initiative, women will never take that step.

When Yang Fei returned home, Su Tong was already at home.

"Where is Xiao Susu?" Yang Fei asked.

"Our mother went to bed with her. Mom said, "We want us to give birth to a younger brother for Xiao Susu as soon as possible." Su Tong smiled shyly.

"Hey! Don't listen to her. She can't make decisions about this!"

"Yang Fei, I want to give birth, too."

"Well!"

"Are we sleeping?"

"Okay, how is your meeting?"

"Everyone was very happy, made a lot of suggestions, and contacted many folk artists, who agreed to perform. The dragon and lion dance teams were also found. In addition, the county and town leaders felt that this was a good opportunity to promote Yilin. Folk performances are not necessarily limited to a village, or even a town."

"That means, we have to select programs from the whole county to perform?"

"This is also creating income for farmers in other villages. I think it's understandable, what do you think?"

"I don't care, as long as the show is exciting enough."

The two of them came out of the shower, and the air conditioner had already blown the room warm as spring.

After the prelude, Su Tong said: "Are you under too much pressure?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm too tired."

"Then let's talk about it tomorrow?"

"Well, don't worry, don't listen to our mother and put too much pressure on yourself. Just let it go with the flow of giving birth to a son. The more nervous you are, the less you can't get pregnant."

"Hey, Yang Fei, I feel like I'm a failure."

"You still failed? You have won the richest man in the country."

Su Tong burst into laughter and said, "How can I chase you? You are chasing me, okay?"

"Is it that I pursued you?"

"Don't you remember? I resigned from the Nanhua Factory and went home. Didn't you chase me to Taohua Village?"

"Oh, okay. I was chasing you. Then you are more successful! The richest man in the country is chasing you! What a glorious thing!"

"But, I'll ask my mom tonight how much property I can share in my family. Guess how my mom answers me?"

"Don't think about it!"

"Huh, how did you know?"

"hehe!"

"You said, am I very failed? It seems that my mother has never loved me!"

"You can't think so. You have become the richest wife in the country, and are you still short of money?"

"I just want to try my mother's heart! I don't really want to divide the property. But she refused to tell me a lie."

"That's what I think. She doesn't love you. If you marry poorly, get miserable, and can't even live in a tile house, and Su Yang lives a fulfilling life, she will definitely help you a little. The palms and backs of your hands are full of meat, so where is less meat? Who will be a mother prefer someone."

"Is this really the case?"

"Otherwise? You and Su Yang are both flesh that fell from her body, and she can't be more favorable than the other. If we were to think so, we would also do this."

"I feel much better when you say that."

"This is the case in my family. In the past, my brother had a job and I was still in school, so my mother often asked me to give me money. Now I am rich, and my brother's conditions are relatively poor. My mother will ask me to help him a little. I think that people who are mothers are a little bit biased, but not too many. She has her considerations, but we may not necessarily understand."

"Well, then I misunderstood my mom."

Yang Fei smiled slightly and thought to himself that you are happy. I, a husband, can't get rid of you mother and daughter!

Su Tong snuggled in Yang Fei's arms warmly and fell asleep happily.

Yang Fei kissed her hair.

Su Tong's cell phone suddenly rang.

Yang Fei picked up her cell phone and looked at it.

It's a text message.

The number is a strange contact person.

The content is as follows:

"I will definitely win what I want! You'd better not fight with me! Otherwise you will definitely regret it!"

Yang Fei was shocked.

Who is this?

Why did you send such a message to Su Tong?

What is the other party’s intention?

Yang Fei thought about it and replied: "You sent the wrong person."

The other party quickly replied: "You are Su Tong, are you? Then I didn't send it wrong!"

Yang Fei was even more frightened and asked, "Who are you?"

"You know who I am!"

"I don't know. I don't know what you want to do."

"You will understand later."

"Inexplicable! Who are you? What do you want to do?"
Chapter completed!