Stand-in sex: domineering president loves addiction

"Yihen, eat more if you like!"

Taking off her apron and sitting opposite him, Ji Xiaoyou looked at him wolfing down and smiled dotingly.

While speaking, she subconsciously stretched out her chopsticks, and put a lot of food into Fan Yihen's bowl.

With a slight smile, he said thoughtfully: "Slow down, eat slowly, don't choke. There is plenty of this dish, just take care of it!"

The curvature of the lips deepened, and at this moment, Ji Xiaoyou felt a real feeling.The two are no longer aloof, rich and prosperous, and admired by others.It's a real, plain, loving couple.

"By the way, Xiaoyou, I want to investigate what happened back then. When you met Widow Wang, why did you leave so easily? Why didn't you chat with her for a while?"

Taking advantage of wiping the corners of his mouth with a paper towel, Fan Yihen saw that Ji Xiaoyou's mood improved a lot, and finally couldn't help but ask out the doubts in his heart.

"You don't know her!"

Hearing this, Ji Xiaoyou sneered, and said slowly: "As long as Widow Wang meets a good-looking man, she will take the initiative to post it. What's more, you are so good. So, it won't be long before she will I took the initiative to deliver it to my door."

While patiently explaining, she blinked slyly, and her admiring gaze scrutinized Fan Yihen's face.

This face with sharp edges and corners, as if cut by a knife, is as natural as a face, no one will be shocked when seeing it.Not to mention a shallow woman like Widow Wang.

"Uh……"

"Come on..."

Hearing this, Fan Yihen's hands shook, and the chopsticks dropped suddenly and landed on the table.

The corners of his lips moved with difficulty, but the food that was originally full of color and fragrance was stuck in his throat, and he had no interest in it, and could no longer swallow it.

In his mind, as long as the wrinkled, greedy and unscrupulous face of Widow Wang flashed across, he would feel disgusted.

"Dong dong dong..."

Unexpectedly, at this time, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Who is it?"

"I'm your Aunt Wang, and I specially brought you a pot of old hen with potatoes. This old hen is raised by the family itself, and the taste is very good. Open the door! Open the door quickly!"

The voice outside the door was sharp and full of urgency, who else could it be if it wasn't the widow of the king.

"Hehe! Sure enough, it's here!"

Ji Xiaoyou was not surprised at all, she raised her eyebrows and cast a satisfied look at Fan Yihen.

Then he lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "How is it? Am I predicting things like a god?"

After the words fell, Fan Yihen's handsome face was stinky.The veins on the forehead were throbbing, the brows were clouded, and his expression was ugly.

If it wasn't for Ji Xiaoyou, with his ruthless and ruthless heart, he would have to chop this ignorant and shameless widow Wang into pieces.

"Wait! Here it comes."

After answering, Ji Xiaoyou walked over and stretched out her hand to open the door.

"Aunt Wang, why are you so polite? You gave us food at such a late hour."

She narrowed her eyes and said politely.

"Look at you girl, Aunt Wang is not an outsider, why are you being so polite to me?"

The corners of Widow Wang's brows raised, she looked familiar, she said in a sharp voice, while stretching her neck, she looked in with vicious eyebrows and mouse eyes.

After seeing Fan Yihen in the house, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to urge him: "Xiao You, why don't you hurry up and let me in."

When the words fell, no matter how Ji Xiaoyou reacted, she just took a step forward, and almost broke in directly.

Seeing this, Ji Xiaoyou frowned slightly, calmly, took a step to the side, and made way for the doorway.

Then at almost the same time, Widow Wang was holding the pot, her chubby body was extremely flexible at this moment, and she slipped into it with a "Zi Liu".

Raising his eyes, Ji Xiaoyou took a deep look at her.

I saw that compared to noon, Widow Wang dressed up specially this time, with heavy makeup on her face, and a bright red long coat and trousers, making her head posing.

As a result, the unscrupulous smell became much stronger all over his body.

It seemed that, as she had expected, this old woman came prepared, so let's see what tricks she is going to play.

With a bang, she put the pot on the table. The Widow Wang stared at Fan Yihen, with flattery and flattery, and greeted her familiarly: "Nephew, how about you try Auntie's craftsmanship? Is it okay?"

While speaking, she raised her hand subconsciously, and pushed the pot towards Fan Yihen's body.

Looking down, there is a layer of oil floating on the top of the soup, the bones of the chicken are exposed, and the chicken skin is covered with fine fluff.And it looks hard, not rotten at all.

After all, it was a little rushed, the heat was not enough, and the overall appearance was extremely poor, just like the widow of the king, which made people feel disgusted.

Frowning tightly, Fan Yihen ignored her, but directly looked away.

Staring fixedly at his prey, Widow Zhang bit the corner of her lips, suddenly feeling unwilling.

After so long, she finally met a suitable man, no matter what she said, she couldn't let go of this precious opportunity.

"Xiaoyou, don't be dazed, come over and have a taste, how does Aunt Zhang's stewed chicken soup taste?"

In a hurry, she hurriedly shifted her target and looked at Ji Xiaoyou, the wrinkles on her face stretched out, not to mention how enthusiastic she was.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but Aunt Zhang is still so hospitable."

With a sneer on Ji Xiaoyou's lips, she spoke meaningfully, raised her legs and walked straight to the dining table.

Soon, she came to Fan Yihen's side and stood still.

Looking down, Ji Xiaoyou's brows floated out, the same disgust as Fan Yihen.

Indeed, this pot of chicken soup is as unappetizing as this woman.

"Aunt Zhang, thank you for your kindness. However, we are already full, and we really can't eat any more."

When the topic changed, Ji Xiaoyou refused her calmly.

"How is that possible?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Widow Zhang became anxious immediately, stretched her neck, and yelled loudly.

The voice was shrill and distorted.

"Ok?"

Looking at her reaction, Ji Xiaoyou frowned, couldn't help raising her eyelids, and took a deep look at her several times with inquiry.

It's just a pot of poorly cooked chicken soup. Why, she is so anxious, could it be...

"Hey! Auntie is in a hurry, you child. I haven't seen you for so many years, and Auntie is happy. No matter what you say, you can't beat my kindness."

Realizing that she had lost her composure, Widow Zhang's eyes flickered unnaturally, and she quickly collected herself.

However, no matter what, she will not give up her calculations.

Ignoring the probing and examining eyes of the two, she picked up the two empty bowls next to her, filled them full, and pushed them in front of Ji Xiaoyou and Fan Yihen respectively.

Pulling the corners of his mouth, he hurriedly urged: "Xiaoyou! Back then, your dad liked my stewed chicken soup very much. You should try it quickly, but don't disappoint my aunt and my love for you!"

While speaking, she stared at the faces of the two of them with undisguised anticipation.

Seeing this, Ji Xiaoyou remained calm, raised the corners of her eyes, and looked at each other meaningfully.

The hearts are connected, and the eyes suddenly meet, and they have the same plan.

"Auntie Zhang's kindness is really hard to get rid of. If that's the case, let's try it?"

Looking at Fan Yihen, Ji Xiaoyou spoke first.

"Okay! Xiaoyou, I'll listen to you."

After saying that, Fan Yihen nodded heavily, pampering him like him, naturally there was no doubt at all.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Xiaoyou also sat down next to him.The two picked up the bowl in front of them, filled a shallow spoonful, and put it into their mouths.

While sliding down the throat and into the stomach, the two of them lowered their heads and frowned uncontrollably.

Sure enough, this chicken soup is really bad enough.

Staring at the movements of the two of them, Widow Zhang unconsciously clenched her hands into fists, extremely nervous.

Especially seeing Ji Xiaoyou and Fan Yihen put down the bowl after just drinking a small spoon, she was even more uncertain.With such a small amount, I don't know if the effect of the medicine is enough.

Time passed slowly like this.

After a while, Ji Xiaoyou and Fan Yihen took a big breath together, their eyelids became heavier and their heads became dizzy.He didn't even have time to say hello, so he lay down on the table and fell asleep.

"Hey! Hey! What's wrong with you guys? How come you're so good, you just fell asleep when you said you were going to sleep?"

Seeing this, Widow Zhang was overjoyed and her eyes lit up.

But she was not stupid, she knew she had to be careful, she took two steps forward, stretched out her hand, poked the two of them a few times, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and yelled a few words.

But when the words fell, it was like a mud cow falling into the sea, and there was no response at all.

"Great, finally succeeded."

Now, Widow Zhang let go of the last point of vigilance in her heart, and the corners of her mouth were cracked, ecstatically.

The corners of the eyebrows are raised, which is completely a look of success for a villain.

"Little girl, I never imagined that with your background, you would be able to fall into such a wealthy son-in-law. Hehe, but now, everything is finally cheap to me."

With her true colors exposed, she stared coldly at Ji Xiaoyou, who was lying on the table and had already passed out, curled the corners of her mouth, with contempt and disdain on her face.

After the words fell, but without wasting time, he hurried to Fan Yihen's side, put his arm around his neck, and exerted all his strength to feed him, dragging and dragging Fan Yihen Got it on the bed.

"call!"

After stabilizing her figure, Widow Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, and lowered her head to sweep at that ridiculously handsome face. She was very happy, not to mention how proud she was.

Without further ado, you have to move on to the next step of the plan.

Thinking of this, Widow Zhang turned around, left the house, came to the gate of the yard, and kept looking at the end of the path under the moonlight.

However, the end of the road was quiet, except for a few dogs barking occasionally, there was not even a ghost.

"Stinky girl, why haven't you come back?"

Pacing back and forth, Widow Zhang frowned with a look of urgency.

In the afternoon, she had already made an agreement with her daughter Xiaoyan that she must come back early in the evening. Fan Yihen, an excellent rich man, couldn't just let it go.