Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Obviously, it didn't matter whether she cared about it or not. Even if she cared, he still jumped from the ground into her window on the second floor directly from the corner with a few leverage points.

"It seems that no matter how high-end the residential area is, it doesn't matter if there are no anti-theft windows, otherwise the owner may lose his life someday." She lowered her hand holding the phone and looked at him, insinuating.

Fan Xiaozheng raised his hand to borrow the buttons of his silver and black shirt, and said in a low voice, "It makes sense, but I'm not interested in your life."

"Han Xin called you." She came over from the window and had already drawn the curtains.

There was no light in the room, and it was very dark after the curtains were drawn tightly.

The man's tall and straight figure should have turned to face her, nodded his head to show that he understood, and said nothing further.

"Your wife said that you used to report wherever you went, and you would never sleep outside again, without exception, but you didn't tell her last night."

Fan Xiaozheng continued to walk in her direction, so close that she felt that the distance was inappropriate.

She had even retreated to the side of the bedside table, and her buttocks were forced to lean against the side of the cabinet. The man stopped and stretched out his hand behind her as if supporting the edge of the cabinet.

Ye Liang was trapped by the trend, and her soft brows frowned.

At that moment, exhaustion and drowsiness were all gone, her breathing was suppressed subconsciously, and she turned her head slightly, otherwise she would not be able to breathe smoothly.

"Are you jealous?" The man touched his thin lips up and down.

Yeliang's brows tightened all of a sudden, and in the dark, there was annoyance in his eyes, "Fan Xiaozheng, I'm not those cheap women outside, let alone a little girl who doesn't understand anything, who are you disgusting with?"

The man seemed to laugh lowly, "I walked out from under someone else's gun, and my heartbeat was not as fast as yours now."

"Are you going to beat your heart out?"

As he said that, he raised his hand, and a slight side of his palm was directly printed on the position of her heartbeat.

"What are you doing?!" Ye Liang was so startled that her voice changed, and she hid back.

But she had already hid by the bedside table, there was nowhere to hide.

The man looked at her with lowered eyebrows, his eyes were warm, and he opened his lips, "Is it better than before..."

Ye Liang knew that his dog couldn't spit out ivory, so he raised his hand and wanted to give him a slap.

But he clasped her wrist, and then put her hand down, and the pad of his thumb rubbed against her wrist as if there was nothing there.

In the darkness, his eyes deepened. He was already close enough, but he moved closer to her, almost suppressing her breath.

"Didn't you want to ask a lot of questions last night?" The man's voice was extremely hoarse, and he didn't let go of her hand, but the strength was not heavy.

"Did you ask me before if I would rekindle my old relationship with a woman?" He looked at her and said suddenly.

Ye Liang frowned.

At the beginning, she might have asked, but at that time, it was between him and Lin Qiaoqiao.

He smiled now, "President Fan has already given me an answer with practical actions."

The slight curvature of Fan Xiaozheng's thin lips just seemed a little weak, and his voice became deeper and deeper, "It's good that you know, the rekindling of old feelings, I'm only with you."

Ye Liang laughed.

"A new joke this year?"

As she spoke, her brows tightened, "Can you stay away from me?"

He was almost on top of her, and she didn't dare to make too much movement, the closer he was, the more he felt unable to breathe.

The man's thin lips twitched slightly, "I can't."

"Sorry, I'm not interested in married men." She raised her hand and tried to push him away.

But Fan Xiaozheng simply pinched her with both hands, cut her behind, and pressed her with heavy eyes, "Then you get ready, I will try my best to get close to you."

"Fan Xiaozheng, don't push yourself too hard! Do you know who you are now? You are wicked, I am not like you, Han Xin is a woman, I am a woman, and you have a daughter..."

The man pressed his fingertips against her lips, with a headache, and closed his eyes, "Why is it so difficult to keep warm with you?"

She thought she had heard it wrong.

What to keep warm in summer?

It was also at that moment that she realized that the temperature of his clasp on her wrist and the temperature of her fingertips were both cold.

It's not that Ye Liang doesn't understand anything, and when she realized it, she frowned, "Are you injured?"

No wonder his voice was getting heavier every moment when he spoke just now.

"Let me rely on the head office for a while?" He didn't answer her, but just asked.

So Ye Liang didn't move.

But he didn't lean on her, but avoided her slightly, and leaned against the bedside table, basically where she leaned.

Then he continued what he had just done, trying to take off his shirt.

Looking up at her, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, "I can't die, I don't need this expression, maybe I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Ye Liang stood there, watching his buttons go down one by one, revealing his exquisite figure, she didn't know where to put her eyes for a moment.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before." The man said.

She simply replied: "Indeed not."

I haven't observed it before, but now I don't have that thought, so I have to look away.

"Lend me your medicine box." I heard him say.

Ye Liang complied.

The room was still dim, and she didn't intend to help during the whole process, and the two of them hardly spoke, and could only vaguely hear the man's occasional groan when he made the wound.

It didn't take long, and he was done.

"Can I take a shower?" I heard him ask again.

Ye Liang frowned, "I just finished treating the wound, how do you wash it?"

"On the arm, it's okay."

Then he went straight into her bedroom, unceremoniously.

She just stood there, her sleepiness had long since disappeared, and it was impossible for her to lie down on the bed and fall asleep by herself at this time.

Waiting boredly, it was at that moment that she saw an extra dagger on the bedside table at some point.

Fan Xiaozheng should have put it up.

She had nothing to do, so she planned to help him clean the dagger and wipe the bedside table. Who knows if there is blood on his dagger?

Ye Liang turned on the desk lamp and wiped the dagger with cotton soaked in alcohol.

It was also at that time that the more she looked at the dagger, the more familiar it became, and she took it directly to the lamp to look at it for a long time.

Finally, he saw a symbol like a V and a hook engraved on the handle of the dagger, and his heartbeat suddenly became chaotic, and he couldn't even hold his breath.

The man she saved back then also had such a dagger in his hand. Are there many such daggers?

After wiping, it took her several minutes to hold her breath and put the dagger back on the cabinet.

When Fan Xiaozheng came out of the bathroom, she also turned her gaze to look at him, her tone of voice sounded normal.

"this is yours?"

The man brushed his black hair, glanced at the dagger, and let out a "hmm".

looked at her again.

"Where can I buy it?" Ye Liang asked with the same tone as before.

Fan Xiaozheng looked at her with deeper eyes, and his tone of voice didn't change much, "Why do you ask that?"