Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

There is no way, if this continues, she is afraid that he will not be able to control the power of the wild, so she has to change the subject.

"So, now that Mr. Fan has fulfilled his youthful ambition, do you have any plans for the future?"

The man laughed softly, and looked serious again, "Bring the baby, and raise you."

Ye Liang raised her eyebrows, "You bring the baby, and I'm fine. Leave the design of the arsenal to me, okay?"

Fan Xiaozheng just slightly raised his eyebrows, "It depends on your performance."

She stared at him, "Show what? I'm not going to tell you this."

He is not in a hurry, "I know! Don't force it, and there is not only one thing that can make me happy. Think about it for yourself, and give me a surprise someday. If you don't have it all, you will respond as soon as your brain heats up."

Ye Liang didn't take it seriously, but he was sure he could only find her.

Said: "It is impossible for the second uncle to come to the capital, and it is impossible for you to find a more suitable person other than me. Then don't cry and beg me."

The man smiled half-smile, "This kind of thing seems to be done by women?"

She stared blankly, instead of reasoning with him, what would he do when she saw it!
Time passes day by day.

Seeing that Lucky and Firem have been discharged from the hospital for almost two months, Fan Xiaozheng is obsessed with the children every day, and has no intention of going on a business trip at all.

She also didn't know if anyone was found for the design of the arsenal?

After all, she couldn't sit still.

Before going to bed, she walked into his study with hot milk.

The man whose work was suddenly interrupted looked up, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he no longer reprimanded him like before.

Instead, he hooked his lips, "Can't you sleep without me?"

Ye Liang rolled his eyes in his heart.

Walked over to lean on his desk, slowly sipped the milk in the glass, looked at him, "When are you going on a business trip?"

The man frowned and looked at her.

That way, it seemed that she was a woman who wished her husband would go out quickly so that he could have an affair.

Ye Liang glanced at him, "For such a big matter as the arsenal, you should settle it sooner!"

"No hurry." The man said in a flat tone, "Wait until the two children grow up."

She frowned, "It's not you who is breastfeeding, when will the baby be inseparable from you?"

Fan Xiaozheng curled his lips, "I can't do without."

"..."

No matter how you look at it, he seems to be doing it on purpose.

Seeing him waving at her, Ye Liang had no choice but to move over there, but still leaned against the desk.

Fan Xiaozheng reached out and took the cup from her hand.

Ye Liang was dissatisfied and wanted to take it, so he pushed the cup directly to the corner of the table over there, and now she couldn't reach it at all, so she could only glance at him resentfully.

The man hooked his fingers at her again.

"Am I a pet?" She was dissatisfied, but she also cooperated obediently and bent down.

She thought he would say something about the arsenal.

As a result, the man stretched out his hand around her neck, clasped her face and pulled the belt in front of him.

While the thumb was on her lips, the thin lips pressed down directly, sucking the kiss involuntarily, and the tip of the tongue swept across.

Ye Liang felt that he had stopped breathing all of a sudden.

If she doesn't count carefully, she doesn't know how long she hasn't been really intimate. This kind of surprise is often the most fascinating.

On the lips, the man's hoarse voice spoke nonsense seriously, "Use milk as lipstick? Paint your mouth..."

She frowned, when did she dye her mouth?Obviously drink well!

This excuse is really too low-level!

"Why do you dress like this, huh?" The man spoke again, and it seemed that he could hear the murmur of his throat slipping between the words.

Only then did Ye Liang look down at himself.

It's just a nightdress that feels pretty good, and it's long.

In fact, the style is very ordinary, but probably because of the material, it outlines the curves of her chest, waist and buttocks very attractively.

Well, since it's all like this, she curled her soft lips slightly, "Then it's for you to see, and you give me the design?"

Fan Xiaozheng stood up from the chair, took a step forward, pressed her whole body against the table, and said in a deep voice, "Want?"

Ye Liang naturally thought he was asking if he wanted to design.

Nodding sincerely, "Yes!"

In order to express her sincerity, she did not forget to cooperate with her little hand to swipe aimlessly and randomly on his chest twice, "Give it to me, okay?"

The man stared at her deeply with lowered eyebrows, the thick darkness in his eyes quickly spread out, the warmth surged up, and he suppressed his anger.

The Adam's apple rolled deeply again, her voice became hoarse, her fingertips caressed her lips, and she sighed again, "I don't want you to be in danger again..."

He called her that in private when he was in love, and it seemed to be more and more fluent.

"No." Ye Liang's tone subconsciously softened, "I work at home, who is the designer, you keep it secret from the public...ah!"

Before she finished speaking, she let out a low cry.

"Does it hurt you?" The man seemed to lose control and was awakened by her voice, and the grip on her waist was loosened by most of it in an instant.

Only then did Ye Liang realize something, the hands on his chest were nowhere to rest, his eyes were inadvertently attracted by his pair of deep pool-like black eyes, and he replied in a low voice: "No..."

Her eyes fell on the tip of his nose and lips, "I want to do things with you and share for you, just like every time before."

As the voice fell, soft lips also lightly touched the tip of the man's straight nose, just touching the water, but it made people feel flustered.

Seeing him narrowing his eyes and breathing heavily, Ye Liang at least knew that this man was always cold and sober, only when would he get hotheaded.

"Are you okay?" With a rare soft and sweet voice, she lightly kissed his cold-looking fickleness, "Husband?"

She wasn't quite comfortable with these premeditated titles, but she felt it was appropriate to call them out.

The strength on her waist suddenly tightened again, but this time she didn't cry out the pain, but smiled, "Can you be lighter?"

The man was staring at her covetously, "What did you call me just now?"

Yeliang's eyes flickered, but he felt embarrassed, and then blurred his accent, "It's just... Brain Gong."

A certain person's eyes are obviously smiling, but his mouth is very fierce, "Shout well!"

She pursed her lips, reluctantly, "...husband!"

Then the man in front of her didn't move, just stared at her, which made Ye Liang's hair stand on end.

A few seconds later, the smile on the man's face gradually spread, from the corner of his mouth to the tip of his eyebrows, from the bottom of his eyes to the end of his eyebrows, he couldn't hide it.

Not long after, as if she was suppressing something severely, she leaned over, buried her breath in her neck, and asked deeply: "Is it okay to be here?"

"...What?" Ye Liang mumbled.

I heard him ask again: "Hold you back to the bedroom?"

Now Yeliang understood, raised his hand and slapped him on the shoulder.

The man reminded inhumanely: "Tap and add one more time."

So her raised hand stopped abruptly in mid-air, not daring to move.