Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Fan Xiaozheng was already patient enough to pick her up from Ye Zhuang. Originally, he thought that regardless of what she said, he would take her back to the Bauhinia Garden, and she could come here as she wanted when she got home.

It's a pity that he really underestimated her when she was drunk.

The space in this car is not too small, but even if it is not small, she instantly becomes cramped when she is agitated, and she uses both hands and feet.

Fan Xiaozheng listened to her bump into the car window on the side several times, finally closed his eyes, and told Sheng Chun to turn around in front.

Then he noticed that the woman next to him became quiet all of a sudden.

The man frowned, "Are you drunk or not?"

As soon as she turned around and achieved her goal, she was so obedient?
Yeliang looked at him in a daze for a while, then leaned back on the seat beside him and didn't make a sound, looking tired from the noise.

The blanket on her body had been thrown away somewhere, and she even wanted to tear off the clothes on her body at this moment.

Fan Xiaozheng glanced at her slightly, "Take it off, I am a gentleman tonight, am I not?"

Sure enough, after listening to it, she remained silent again.

Seeing this, the man looked like he wanted to hit her on the head, but he raised his hand and put it down again, his face still sullen, "Come here!"

This time she pretended not to hear, and did not move.

The man stretched out his long arms and fished her whole.

The car drove slowly towards Yezhuang again.

I don't know how long it took, but the man's low and deep voice sounded in the carriage: "The shares are not just for you to take for yourself, the compensation for me is yet to come, and I can't deny it even if I want to."

She seemed to have fallen asleep with her eyes closed, her mouth was sucked together, her brows were slightly frowned, and her breathing after drinking seemed to be very sound.

The car returned to Yezhuang.

Seeing Fan Xiaozheng's car, Wu Kuo went to the door to pick him up in surprise, "Why are you back again?"

Fan Xiaozheng glanced at him lightly, "You don't know what kind of virtue you have followed for so long?"

Wukuo: "..."

He looked at the unconscious dream back and knew that she was a poor drinker, but she suddenly wanted to drink.

Just ask: "So this is?"

Ye Liang was still sleeping in Fan Xiaozheng's arms with her eyes closed.

The man's voice was low and heavy, but his tone was very light: "Find another room for her to rest."

Wu Kuo is a little embarrassed, "She only sleeps in that room when she comes here, and she probably won't sleep in other places."

Fan Xiaozheng pulled his thin lips slightly, "Looking at her like this, do you still know which room you are in?"

Wu Kuo thought about it, and it seemed right.

The main reason was that her room smelled strongly of alcohol, because Guan Sheng was still in it, and it was not easy to clean it up, so she must not have had a good rest.

So I prepared a room for her on the seventh floor.

As soon as he entered the room, Fan Xiaozheng originally planned to take her into the bedroom.

But she woke up in a daze, and was trying to stare at him dimly, and said: "...the sofa."

Fan Xiaozheng glanced at the sofa over there, but didn't understand what she meant.

Kai Lips: "What's wrong?"

She muttered something, and Fan Xiaozheng roughly understood, "Want to sleep on the sofa?"

I saw her head nodding.

Because Ye Liang still remembered that Guan Sheng was in the room, maybe she was already fast asleep, and he carried her in, disturbing her was one thing, and it would be embarrassing.

Fan Xiaozheng stood there, looked down at her, then at the sofa over there, "Are you sure?"

There is no need to explain what kind of place Yezhuang is, and the sofa in the room here is specially customized, not the usual sofa at home.

Whether it is the height or the location, it is obviously particular about it, and it is naturally for the convenience of the guests.

As for what to do for the convenience of the guests, there is no need to say much.

Therefore, Fan Xiaozheng pursed his thin lips slightly. He was too busy during this time, but no matter how busy he was, he was still a vigorous and mature man. The meaning projected by the side is already a bit ready to move.

In the end, he walked over with her in his arms and put her on the sofa.

Ye Liang was drunk, her body was limp, the upper half of her body leaned back on the back of the chair just after she was put down, the inclination was neither high nor low, just enough for the woman to see the height of the man in front of her clearly.

Fan Xiaozheng helped her take off her shoes, and her beautiful long legs were bent and retracted on the sofa, probably because of unconsciousness, the legs retracted at will, and opened at an angle at will.

Fan Xiaozheng supported her body with both arms, and felt that the blood that had been silent for a long time was rushing to a certain place.

This reminded him of their first time, on the sofa in the living room of the Bauhinia Garden.

Since then, she has had a certain resistance to that place.

Now it's because I'm drunk, so I don't resist, and even ask to sleep here?
"What are you staring at me for?" He moved his thin lips slightly and his voice was mellow.

Because she was indeed looking at him dully right now, she didn't know whether she was awake or drunk, her eyes were full of intoxication, but they seemed to be very clear.

But just as he thought this way, the eyes of the person looking at him suddenly turned red again.

Fan Xiaozheng's complexion changed slightly, his brows tightened, and he panicked, "What's wrong?"

The woman leaning on the sofa pursed her mouth, and tears burst out as if she didn't want money, and she didn't restrain herself at all.

Before Fan Xiaozheng understood what was going on, she began to knock and push him away indiscriminately, preventing him from appearing here.

The man's face was gloomy, "Is it reasonable to do whatever you want when you're drunk?"

"Let you toss all night, tell me to get out and I will get out?"

Not only did he not roll, but he continued to press forward, looking down at her.

Maybe it was because the distance was too close and the man's aura was too strong, the man who was very restless just now suddenly became quiet and looked at him blankly.

After a while, she suddenly heard her mumble: "You like her... what?"

Fan Xiaozheng frowned slightly, "Who do I like?"

Ye Liang seemed to be staring at him very hard and hard, but in fact he was full of drunkenness, but his eyes became soft and soft, "sophistry."

Fan Xiaozheng couldn't help but hooked his lips, "You mean Liena?"

Her complexion became ugly immediately, as if she was very sensitive to those two words.

Seeing her like this, Fan Xiaozheng took a breath, sighed again, and stroked her cheek with a hand.

"That's why you are looking for trouble for me twice or three times?" The man hummed, "Why didn't I know you were so jealous?"

"Hiss!" Just as Fan Xiaozheng finished speaking, the hand that was just going to caress her cheek was suddenly bitten by her.

What's more, he didn't bite loose, and even stared at him full of resentment and aggrieved, and then the white teeth continued to exert force.

Fan Xiaozheng's brows sank slightly. To him, it wasn't very painful, but it aggravated some kind of impulse.

The voice became deeper and deeper, a little hoarse: "Dare to bite me? I don't plan to see anyone tomorrow, huh?"