I live on my wife

"Xiao Nan, isn't it good for you to overeat like this?" Senior Sister Song felt a little headache when she saw Cheng Nanchu's large and small bags of food.

"What's wrong? Didn't the senior sister say to come out with me to relax? Of course you have to listen to me." Cheng Nanchu greeted her to eat.

Looking at Senior Sister Song's still worried eyes, Cheng Nanchu said helplessly: "Sister, this is my way to vent, and you see I'm so thin, I won't gain weight if I eat it."

Cheng Nanchu's face was calm, but the more calm he was, the more worried Senior Sister Song was.

"Xiao Nan..."

"Senior sister, there are some things you don't know. I know what I'm doing. So, eat well first." Cheng Nanchu shook the credit card in his hand: "Look, after dinner, let's go shopping and max it out."

Seeing Cheng Nanchu like this, Senior Sister Song could only sigh.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Cheng Nanchu returned to the villa and saw that the lights inside were all off, so he patted his chest and entered the door cautiously, not daring to make a sound.

At this point in time, Yan Zecheng was either working overtime upstairs, or had already fallen asleep.

She was careful not to make a sound, changed her shoes, and just entered the living room.

Suddenly, all the lights in the living room were turned on.

Looking at the lights that suddenly turned on, all the shopping bags in Cheng Nanchu's hands fell to the ground.

"You still know to come back?" Yan Zecheng held the remote control of the light control in his hand, and looked coldly at Cheng Nanchu who entered the door.

"Going shopping, of course it takes longer." Cheng Nanchu said confidently.

Seeing Cheng Nanchu's unrepentant look, Yan Zecheng smiled angrily: "Then why didn't you answer the phone?"

Hearing this, Cheng Nanchu suddenly said with a guilty conscience: "I'm not trying on clothes, didn't you hear me? And the shopping mall is so noisy."

Yan Zecheng's gaze became a little colder with the stiff mouth of this dead duck.

"It's so late, why don't you sleep so much?" Cheng Nanchu touched his nose and asked in a low voice.

"What do you say?"

"Ah, look, I bought you a gift. Suit, advanced customization, do you want to see if it fits? I just didn't sleep, go and try it." Cheng Nanchu said badly to himself.

When she was shopping, she saw a call from Yan Zecheng. She didn't answer it on purpose. She knew that this guy would be angry when he came back. Fortunately, she was prepared.

Yan Zecheng's gaze was on the shopping bag in Cheng Nanchu's hand, but his face was still stern.

"Try it, I chose it for you specially, and it's been a long time since I chose it." Cheng Nanchu handed over the shopping bag in a fawning manner.

Sure enough, when Yan Zecheng heard this, his expression softened a lot.

"Then you come upstairs with me."

"What are you doing upstairs?" Hearing this, Cheng Nanchu was immediately alert.

Seeing her guarded look, Yan Zecheng stuffed the shopping bag in his hand into Nanchu's arms: "What do you think?"

"Oh, oh, try on clothes." Cheng Nanchu knew he was in the wrong, and hurriedly followed with his bag in his arms.

After entering the room, it was no different from the last time I came here. Cheng Nanchu handed the bag to Yan Zecheng: "I'll wait for you in the living room, hurry up and try it."

Yan Zecheng grabbed Cheng Nanchu's arm and pushed directly into the room.

"What are you doing? You're not sick, are you? The two of us agreed that you haven't gotten rid of the suspicion yet." Cheng Nanchu held the shopping bag in his hand tightly.

Yan Zecheng pushed Cheng Nanchu down on the bed, then looked at the iron chain beside the bed, and he pulled the iron chain.

There was a crisp sound of the collision, and Cheng Nanchu's face immediately turned pale: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you think? If you don't listen to me next time and don't answer the phone, then don't go out and lock it here, it's fine." Yan Zecheng said softly.

This pervert!
Cheng Nanchu knew that this guy was really sick, he pretended to be cold and expensive, he was just a sick and perverted person.

"Oh, I will never do it in the future. I dare to swear to God, this kind of thing will never happen again in the future." She quickly raised her smiling face, wishing she could swear to God.

Cheng Nanchu's ingratiating appearance really pleased Yan Zecheng, and his intention was just to scare her.

"Brother Yan, I have already apologized to you, and are you willing to lock me here?" Cheng Nanchu carefully grabbed Yan Zecheng's arm and shook it vigorously.

Yan Zecheng still pretended to have a cold face.

"You scared me away, where can I find my gentle and lovely girlfriend? Isn't that right?" Seeing that Yan Zecheng didn't move any further, Cheng Nan quickly kicked the iron chain away with his feet, hugged Yan Zecheng arm coquettish.

"Girlfriend, I remember someone broke up with me."

"Friend, friend, spare tire friend." Cheng Nanchu quickly argued.

Yan Zecheng looked at her bright eyes, and a smile flashed across his eyes, but it was very shallow.

"What do you really want? Do you want to try the clothes? If you don't want them, I'll throw them away." Seeing Yan Zecheng like this, Cheng Nanchu thought a little and said angrily.

"Oh?" Yan Zecheng raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw that she was still throwing a temper tantrum.

God knows, he deliberately got off work early in order to let her eat Japanese food, but Cheng Nanchu couldn't get through on the phone.

At that moment, countless dark thoughts welled up in his heart.

But when he saw Cheng Nanchu's smile when he came back, the anger in his heart miraculously dissipated.

"Oh, brother Yan, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please forgive me." Cheng Nanchu said aggrievedly.

Seeing Yan Zecheng reach out to pick her up, let her sit on his body, pinch Cheng Nanchu's face with one hand, he knew that this girl would not have a long memory if he didn't teach him a lesson.

"Woo, I..." Cheng Nanchu's face was deformed by pinching.

"Don't think I will pamper you without limit, be good, you know?"

This posture, this movement, Cheng Nanchu hurriedly nodded.

Seeing the panic in Cheng Nanchu's eyes, Yan Zecheng let her go with satisfaction: "Kiss."

"Ah?" Cheng Nanchu's eyes widened when he heard the request.

Is this guy not sick?Just finished threatening yourself, and then begged for a kiss with yourself?What a weird brain circuit.

But Cheng Nanchu moved faster than his brain, and kissed him directly on the face: "Okay, I feel like trying on clothes."

Yan Zecheng looked at her dissatisfied.

"Yan Zecheng, don't push yourself too hard. I'm going to get angry." Cheng Nanchu's face was red, but he spoke sternly.

Yan Zecheng let out a snort, and let go of the hand that pinched Cheng Nanchu's waist.

Cheng Nanchu rolled and scrambled off him, if it wasn't for Yan Zecheng pulling her, she would almost fall to the ground.

"I'm going down." Cheng Nanchu hurried out.

"I haven't tried on the clothes yet." Yan Zecheng said softly.

Cheng Nanchu ran to the door, turned around and threw the clothes and bag in his hand onto Yan Zecheng: "Do you want to try it?"