Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

On the eighth floor, the whole floor is immersed in a kind of ambiguous tranquility, the atmosphere is comfortable and even immersive.

Fan Xiaozheng stood at the door of the room, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, his face was gloomy, he didn't know the password of the door of this room.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to ring the doorbell, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

I saw the woman leaning half on the door frame, half of her head protruding, squinting her eyes and looking up at him standing outside the door.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were dim, and she knew that she was quite drunk.

Fan Xiaozheng's expression became even uglier, and he just stood there, staring at her deeply.

Unexpectedly, she held the door frame with one hand to stabilize herself, and suddenly stretched out the other hand towards his face, muttering, "You... are you new here?"

"So handsome...better looking than Xiyi..."

The man's jaw tensed, "Does it look good?"

She nodded honestly, shook her head, and smiled, "How about...you serve me tonight?"

Fan Xiaozheng narrowed his eyes slightly, then took a long-legged step, and walked directly into the room, forcing the woman in front of him to take a wobbly step back.

The door was closed by his backhand.Sheng Chun subconsciously straightened his upper body to prevent his nose from being slapped flat by the door, then turned around, stood at attention and waited.

in the room.

Ye Liang swayed a few times and then leaned against the wall, in front of him was a man pressing on every step of the way.

Until she was shrunk between the wall and the body.

"Do you usually sleep and serve you?" The man's thin lips were slightly cold, and he asked dangerously.

She half closed her eyes, she didn't even need to think about it, "Xi Yi."

"How to serve?"

She seemed to be getting impatient with the question, she opened her eyes hard to look at him, and threw a grumpy sentence: "You don't even know how to flirt, are you a man?"

Fan Xiaozheng has already taken a breath, and clenched his hands against the wall into fists, "Am I a man, huh?"

Probably because she opened her eyes again at this moment, and after looking at him, she stared at him carefully again.

Staring at him, he tilted his head slightly, raised his hand and waved in front of him, and finally pinched his chin precisely, and then pulled his face down.

With a puzzled look on his face, "Why do you... look so similar to him... What a ghost."

Fan Xiaozheng's expression didn't improve, and he said coldly, "Who do you look like?"

Drunk like this, he doesn't believe that she can still miss him.

The woman in front of her suddenly calmed down and stared at him, her eyes suddenly turned red, "Who else..."

Fan Xiaozheng's thin lips tightened again.

He knew that she was drunk, but when he saw her crying, his chest sank, his throat was choked and he didn't say a word.

He could only stare at her with deep eyes, "How much did you drink?"

The woman shook her head, raised her slender hand, showed two white and tender fingers, and compared their heights, "So many..."

Then the tears fell even harder, and I couldn't breathe for a while.

Fan Xiao Zhengsheng was afraid that she would be choked to death by himself, so he didn't think much, and directly wiped her tears with his precious sleeve, maybe there was still snot in her nose.

But the tone still refused to improve, sounding fierce and cruel, "Why are you crying! Isn't it very capable?"

"...Will he kill me?" Fan Xiaozheng heard her mutter.

Even without asking, she knew that the him she was talking about was Fan Xiaozheng himself.

The man snorted, and pulled his thin lips slightly, "What are you doing so shockingly that you're afraid of losing your life?"

The woman gasped slightly, as if she was immersed in her own thoughts, "He has no money, so I took advantage of it..."

That was the group he had been trying to control since he was an adult, but she cut it off in the end.

Fan Xiaozheng didn't speak.

She pinched his hand, not knowing what to do, so he frowned, "Want to vomit?"

Ye Liang shook his head.

Then suddenly looked up at him, "Ah...you are that... Ah Lin?"

Sure enough, he was drunk enough, Fan Xiaozheng kept a cold face, how much did she wish that man really existed?Is she so empathetic?
She pursed her lips, and suddenly said: "Take me back to the Bauhinia Garden secretly, okay?"

Fan Xiaozheng frowned, not knowing why, and looked at her with lowered eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

She cried until her nose was red, and she looked very pitiful for no reason. She grabbed his arm and begged slightly, "I want to go back to live..."

Because there will definitely be no chance in the future.

After all, where is the place where she has been living since she married him, I don't know if it is because of the alcohol, but suddenly she wants to breathe the air there, and wants to lie down on the bed in that bedroom.

Fan Xiaozheng looked at her face tensely along the way. Although the expression was still cold and ugly, it was obvious that he could no longer express it.

When she was about to slide down from the door frame limply, after all, he stretched out his long arms and fished her over.

The door was opened a crack, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Go get the car ready, and bring a blanket up."

She didn't have a coat on her body, Fan Xiaozheng glanced at the scene in the room, just seeing the rickety wine bottles on the table and beside him annoyed him.

Presumably the coat didn't know which corner it was kicked into, or who had touched it, so he wouldn't take it over and put it on for her again.

He came out in a hurry and didn't wear a coat himself.

A few minutes later, Sheng Chun folded back and handed over the blanket.

Fan Xiaozheng took her over and wrapped her whole body up, hugging her effortlessly.

Driving from the room to the car, she was very quiet, with a look of drunkenness, her eyes were closed. After getting in the car, she opened it and looked at it, and then closed it again. The two rows of eyelashes in the car lights The bottom reveals a cuteness that is not usually seen.

"Slow down." The man said in a deep voice.

Sheng Chun nodded, with a smile on his face, after all, when he came here, the husband was full of anger, look at now?

There is still nothing to do.

The car drove safely in the direction of the Bauhinia Garden. It was already dark and the traffic conditions were good.

But halfway through, the person leaning on his arms suddenly woke up in a daze.

Fan Xiaozheng heard her muttering in a daze, "Where's Guan Sheng?"

He frowned slightly, how could there be Guan Sheng here?

"Being a good sister now?" He snorted, "I can't even take care of myself, but I really miss others."

He completely just thought that Ye Liang was talking about confusion after being drunk.

But she actually remembered that there was another Guan Sheng in the room, after all, it was Ye Zhuang, and Liu Guan Sheng didn't know what was going to happen, so she was not at ease.

Looking at the night scene outside the car window in a daze, she completely forgot that she just made a fuss about going back to the Bauhinia Garden.

At this moment, Fan Xiaozheng saw her clamoring to go back to Ye Zhuang again, with a sullen face, staring at her, "Why don't I play?"

She raised her face slightly, put her hands together danglingly, and spoke intermittently: "Send me, let's go back...huh?"