Mistakenly spoiling a hundred billion little sweet wife

Yan Yechen was worried about her safety, so he pulled her back and sat on the seat, then closed the window.

Wen Mengxin immediately hugged one of his arms.

"But I'm hot."

Yan Yechen was pulled by Xuebai's arms. He was dressed neatly in formal attire, but she pulled him into a mess.

He was originally a man dressed in an ascetic manner, but now his forehead was covered with fine sweat, his breathing was a little hot, and he looked very wild and dangerous.

Yan Yechen drove with one hand on the steering wheel, and stopped his body with the other to worry about her messing up.

Glancing at the soft and coquettish little woman, her expression was tense, and her clean and hard outline was mysteriously cold.

"You're not afraid of me anymore? Huh?" Yan Yechen concentrated on driving while talking to her to divert his attention.

"Well, why are you afraid of you?"

Wen Mengxin collapsed on the chair, blinking her wet eyes at Yan Yechen.

Her cherry red lips were a little red and swollen from being bitten by herself, and she looked like a wrecking enchantress.

Excited Yan Yechen stepped on the gas pedal to the end!
When I got home, I picked up this disobedient woman and threw it on the sofa!

The soft sofa sank heavily, and Wen Mengxin just fell down.

Just as he was about to protest angrily, the next second, Yan Yechen's lips pressed against him, with a taste of punishment in it.

Tossing and turning, as if wanting to eat him with such ferocity, she was a little distracted by the kiss, and when she relaxed, his kiss slipped between her lips and teeth.

The moment he was kissed, Wen Mengxin hugged his neck obediently like a kitten.

Such a response surprised Yan Yechen.

He paused for two seconds, and after a laugh, he became even more unscrupulous.

"who I am."

In the darkness, Yan Yechen stopped kissing her, his deep and hoarse voice made people feel confused.

Wen Mengxin stretched out her small hands to hold his face, although she couldn't see his facial features clearly, but with such a domineering aura, who else could it be but him!

"You are Yan Yechen."

Wen Mengxin obediently responded with half-closed eyes.

Firm and soft voice, the most beautiful love words are nothing more than that.

Yan Yechen laughed lowly.

The sculptural and majestic handsome face softened, a familiar body temperature without looking, a familiar person.

Wen Mengxin was astonishingly hot all over, and her limp body sank into the sofa.

Seeing him smiling, she frowned angrily.

"I'm Yan Yechen, but I'm also your husband."

The next second, Yan Yechen said persistently.

"Well, I know." Wen Mengxin nodded again, and then pulled him back directly.

There is a bit of domineering in the coquettishness.

Yan Yechen had never seen her so proactive.

He controlled his body and prevented Wen Mengxin from succeeding.

"Call your husband, or you won't cooperate."

Yan Yechen rested his hands on the sides of her head, looking at her in the dim light.

"Hmm..." Wen Mengxin kicked her legs in protest.

Then I was in a hurry.

Wen Mengxin was confused, but she was still ashamed to speak.

"Hey, call me husband." Yan Yechen could slowly seduce her in his spare time.

"Old, old," Wen Mengxin stammered.

Seeing that she was not cooperating, Yan Yechen simply turned off the lights in the whole house.

The light was suddenly dazzling, and Wen Mengxin squinted her eyes.

"How old am I? Huh?"

The light was on, and the man lowered his head to stare at the little woman.

Let her take a good look at her face, and then call her husband.

"Honey, can you turn off the lights." Wen Meng suggested softly.

But also very well-behaved called a husband.

With this soft sound, Yan Yechen could only feel the tip of his heart being brushed by a feather, and could no longer restrain himself.

……

The next day, Wen Mengxin didn't wake up until the afternoon.

She stretched a lot, but as soon as she moved, her soft white face wrinkled.

"Hiss." Wen Mengxin felt uncomfortable all over, she gasped, and slowly opened a pair of clear cat eyes.

pain?
She glanced sideways.

She slept alone.

But why does this feel so wrong.

Wen Mengxin is no longer a person who knows nothing about the relationship between men and women. Isn't this feeling just...

After thinking of something, Wen Mengxin lifted the quilt and took a look.

She was dry, but she was naked under the quilt.

Where are her clothes?
After a while, Wen Mengxin slowly recalled, and the intermittent fragments of last night came into his mind.

The expression on Wen Mengxin's little face gradually changed from bewildered to ashamed and embarrassed.

She went to the party last night, and then she became dizzy, as if she had been drugged, and was almost bullied by a pervert. Fortunately, Yan Yechen appeared, and...then...

Wen Mengxin just wanted to describe it as incredible.

What did she do...

Where do you put your face!Wen Mengxin covered her face, and pulled up the quilt so that she could huddle under the quilt.

"Ah, Wen Mengxin, what have you done, you have lost your face." Wen Mengxin put her arms around the quilt, despising herself.

Yan Yechen appeared at the door in formal attire, looking at the little dumpling under the quilt.There was a gentle smile on the cold handsome face at the moment.

"What did you do, do you want me to recall it for you again?"

Yan Yechen said with a smile.

Hearing his voice, Wen Mengxin immediately lifted the quilt, and angrily threw the pillow at him!

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!
"I didn't do it on purpose!" she said coquettishly.

"Well, I know. But if you do it on purpose, I have to exercise and make up for it, otherwise I may not be able to serve you."

"Yan Yechen!"

Wen Mengxin looked up at the man beside the bed, her fair face was flushed with embarrassment or anger.

This man is really a word of tiger and wolf. It's so early in the morning that it doesn't make people calm down.

Wen Meng wanted to sit up and confront him, but thinking of how insecure she was naked under the quilt, she hugged the quilt tightly.

He looked at Yan Yechen with an angry but unconvinced expression.

"Taking advantage of others' danger, you still have face."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head, not daring to look into his eyes.

Face, I don't know why it is getting hotter and hotter.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, do you still want it?"

Hearing these hot words, Wen Mengxin looked at Yan Yechen all of a sudden.

"Ah, why are you such a man?" Wen Mengxin was so ashamed that she wanted to dig a hole and get in.

But this man was aboveboard, and even teased him with a decent face.

Where did the righteousness come from!

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Yechen sat down, as if the two of them wanted to have a good talk.

"No one, you go, go." Wen Mengxin kicked him under the quilt, telling him to go quickly, now looking at this face, she was a little at a loss.

But Yan Yechen didn't move.

"You still have the strength to kick me, hmm~"

The ending was elongated, with some sort of dark hint.

Wen Meng's red face was slightly startled, and she felt that something was wrong with the man's aura began to permeate.

"I'm hungry." Wen Meng hastily tried to dismiss him with a reason.

Unexpectedly, the word "hungry" has a different understanding when a man is not serious.

"Hungry? Then I'll feed you."

"Huh?" Wen Mengxin looked at the handsome and dazzling man beside the bed, and then gnashed her teeth again in the next second.

"Yan Yechen!"