Mistakenly spoiling a hundred billion little sweet wife

In order to ensure better recovery of Qiaoqiao, Wen Mengxin received a call from Yan Yechen, saying that Zhou Qiaoqiao would be transferred to his uncle's hospital.

Just now Bai Muye made trouble.

The bodyguard probably discovered the situation and reported it to Yan Yechen.

Immediately afterwards her call came.

"Okay, I'll let Qiaoqiao clean up."

"I brought you medicine, you can use it when you go home."

"En." Wen Meng agreed heartily.

But today we need to do some checks before we can transfer.

Wen Mengxin asked for a day off, accompanied Zhou Qiaoqiao to the examination, and then decided to film the movie tomorrow without any worries.

In order not to be discovered, Xiaojie drove the car.

Wen Mengxin arrived near her home in Zhou Qiaoqiao's car, and got out of the car after making sure that no one was following her.

"Shall I take you in?"

"It's okay, the security here will drive me to the door."

"Local tyrants are local tyrants, and they live in such poor places." Zhou Qiaoqiao teased.

"It seems that next time we must choose the most luxurious restaurant in our city, and order a full banquet of Man and Han in it, so as to be worthy of my thank you gift for sending Yan Shaojiao's wife home." Zhou Qiaoqiao looked at Wen Mengxin from the back seat. laughed.

"Okay, I agree with both hands." Wen Mengxin's mischievous tone, with crooked smiling eyes.

She just got out of the car and felt a little pain in her arms and cheeks.

I accidentally knocked my face last time, and I found out afterwards.

"hiss……"

"Is your face okay?" Zhou Qiaoqiao asked worriedly.

"It's okay, as long as we are all safe, this little thing doesn't matter."

Seeing her being so straightforward, Zhou Qiaoqiao was also amused: "Yeah, I'll get well soon, and then I'll be your protector!"

"Okay." Wen Mengxin unbuckled her seat belt, then took her bag.

"Let's go, you should pay attention to safety when you go back."

"okay."

After the two said goodbye, Wen Mengxin returned home. Yan Yechen was in the front yard garden, seemingly enjoying the afterglow of the setting sun peacefully, but he looked at his watch frequently, and his brows were furrowed. look like.

As soon as he saw that pretty figure come into view, he immediately got up and strode over.

"Why is it so slow? It's been half an hour since I came back." Yan Yechen stepped forward, first took the bag from Wen Mengxin's hand, and then cared about Wen Mengxin's injury.

"How is it? Is your face looking better? I asked K to go to my uncle to get more effective medicine. Go back and apply some more."

Yan Yechen's tall figure followed Wen Mengxin, how could this picture look like a strict wife.

Wen Mengxin glanced at him, ignored him, and went into the villa by herself.

"What's wrong with Young Madam?" Ak was obviously the young master who offended Young Madam.

It looks like a melon-eating crowd.

Yan Yechen followed Wen Mengxin all the way back to the living room, Wen Mengxin didn't even look at anyone.

The look of your little baby being very angry made Yan Yechen very confused.

"What's the matter?" Yan Yechen touched Wen Mengxin's little face.

Wen Mengxin turned her head away from touching her, and took advantage of the situation to knock off his big hand.

"It's nothing."

"Angry?" Yan Yechen asked tentatively, his face was tense, and his huge black jewel-like eyes were fixed on her without blinking.

"Not angry." Wen Mengxin twitched the corners of her mouth, and replied in a perfunctory tone, instead of looking at him, she raised her hand to look at her nails, as if she didn't want to talk to him.

"Oh, it's fine if you're not angry." Yan Yechen thought that Wen Mengxin was really not angry, and felt relieved.

Hearing his answer like this, Wen Meng's heart almost exploded, but she still kept a cold look on her face.

She said she wasn't angry, didn't she know how to look at her face, her face clearly wanted to say that she was very unhappy, okay?
Wen Mengxin is about to explode at this moment!My chest is sore.

It is said that a woman's heart is a needle in the bottom of the sea. Although Wen Mengxin said that she was not angry, she was still very unhappy in her heart. Even a sensible person could tell that there was something wrong with her face.

But we, who are very straight men in this regard, don't talk much, so we didn't notice it.

Yan Yechen scratched the broken hair on his forehead, and his expression relaxed.Seeing him sitting stupidly next to her, Wen Mengxin turned her head and stared at him, while Yan Yechen looked at her innocently.

Their eyes met, Yan Yechen's eyebrows and eyes were as innocent as a child's.

On the contrary, it was Wen Meng who became fierce first.

"Fool!" Wen Meng gritted her teeth and said.

Then Wen Meng angrily took her bag from beside him and ran upstairs.

Like a gust of wind, Yan Yechen didn't recover.

"Boss, what are you doing, young lady? Why are you unhappy when you come back? Did you do something today to make her angry?"

Ak asked curiously.

It can be said that he is eating melons out of curiosity.

Yan Yechen thought calmly, and found nothing wrong.

But Ak looked at him with a suppressed smile and gossip, and Yan Yechen's face turned cold instantly.

"Get out." Yan Yechen pushed Ak away.

I went directly to the hug.

At night, the window is extremely quiet, only the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, which makes people feel peaceful and quiet, and the fragrance of flowers sent by the breeze is refreshing.

After dinner, Yan Yechen went to the study to read some documents, while Wen Mengxin sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and read tomorrow's script, thinking about it.

When Yan Yechen gently pushed the door in, he found Wen Mengxin on the sofa chair.

A silk pajamas with suspenders, under the light, the crystal clear snow-white skin shone with an ivory-like halo, and the soft-lined snow-white skin was like a lotus flower emerging from water. She sat horizontally on the sofa chair, stretched her long legs, and supported On the sofa, flipping through the papers on my lap with one hand,

Refreshing hair, delicate face, clear eyes, and the fresh and natural breath emanating from the inside out, paint a beautiful picture.

He looked so serious that he didn't notice Yan Yechen who was getting closer.

Wen Mengxin caught a glimpse of a pair of long walking legs from the corner of her eye, and then followed the trend.

"I'm done, come and play with me. I've thought of several ways to act for tomorrow's scene. Help me see which one is the best." Wen Mengxin was just thinking about his lines and acting seriously.

She was immersed in her own script at this time, and when she came back in the afternoon, she was only angry that he made Qiaoqiao transfer because Bai Muye appeared in the hospital.

Although he said he cared about her, there was a feeling that he was watching her everywhere in front of his eyes.

But afterwards Wen Mengxin figured it out, he was too worried.

It is said that concern leads to chaos, and that must be the case.

I didn't see the man's hot eyes getting hotter as he walked in.

Yan Yechen came and sat behind her, with a big hand passing through Wen Mengxin's waist, a sweet gesture.

"What's the show at night? Shouldn't it be a bed scene? Huh?" The deep and pleasant voice rang in the ear, which made people intoxicated, and the ambiguous words made people blush even more.