Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

That tone of voice sounded like he was just talking about a very common topic.

But the more relaxed she was on the surface, the more Yan Nanqing felt that she was holding back, enduring the unspeakable impulse in her body, and asking for his opinion in a serious manner.

Only she can do this kind of thing, right?

If it were someone else, you should be more or less reserved, either send him to the hospital, or keep him away, and then shrink yourself in a corner?

"Is it okay, give me a word." In her gentle tone, almost an inaudible, faint trill came out of her mouth.

Yan Nanqing felt his brows twitch violently.

Just because her slight vibrato reminded him of the voice and appearance of her whispering under him many times.

But he looked away slightly, and said: "With such a clear mind, there must be nothing serious. Go soak in the bathtub for a while, and if it doesn't work, I will take you to the hospital."

Lin Qiaoqiao seemed to have expected such a reaction from him, she didn't show any surprise, she just frowned slightly, and finally stopped smirking.

Looking at him, "Would you rather throw me in the bathtub and torture me for a while than cheap yourself?"

The man gave her a low look, "Who is it that's cheap?"

She suddenly laughed, as if she did too, she should have taken advantage of it.

He said again: "Then I'll go and take advantage of others, and you must have no objection."

However, she hadn't moved her footsteps yet. Strictly speaking, she only moved her calf in a tendency, and she was already carried by his arm.

According to her thoughts, Yan Nanqing would directly throw her on the bed unhappily.

But no, if she didn't feel wrong, he was really going in the direction of the bathroom.

"I don't want it!" She frowned tightly, stared at him, then raised her hand to hit him, trying to make him put herself down.

Thinking of the cold water in the bathtub now makes her shiver.

"Yan Nanqing! Let me go!" All of Lin Qiaoqiao's unhappiness was written down in her resistance.

As she entered the bathroom door, she tried to block it with her foot.

Then with a "bang", her calf was carved on the door frame very precisely.

"Ah!" He yelled unabashedly in pain, and he was not polite at all, his eyes flushed instantly, and he stared angrily at him with tears ready to burst.

Yan Nanqing stopped at the door, looked down at her with a martyr's face, as if he continued to take a step inside, and she would knock up.

However, although she had a fierce face, she pursed her mouth and complained weakly, "It hurts."

She handled his psychology very skillfully.When it seemed like he was about to lose his temper, he made a sharp turn and suddenly showed weakness.

The man pursed his thin lips slightly, and his heart softened suddenly.

So, Yan Nanqing took her back to the bedroom from the bathroom door, and put her on the bed, her face still tense.

Thin lips touched, "Can you bear it?"

She didn't speak, but looked at him fixedly.

Suddenly asked: "Now, do you also blame me, or even hate me?"

The man only said lightly: "No."

"But you don't want to touch me now." She smiled to herself.

Then he asked affirmatively, "You hate my dad."

Yan Nanqing's tone was still calm, "It's impossible to talk about it."

I can't talk about it, but that means that there are some emotions in that aspect.

He added: "You are you, he is him."

This time, she was not as tactful as before, she got up from the bed and knelt down, just enough to reach his lips, "Just treat it as the last time, okay?"

The man grabbed her arm and tried to pull her down, but she entangled him in the opposite direction.

Even if Yan Nanqing's restraint is very good now, he is still that person after all, she knows him best, and she clearly knows that he will not be able to stand what she does.

Her kissing skills still looked jerky, but it was precisely because of this that the man couldn't move forward or retreat, his heart was itchy, and his brain was hot.

She got what she wanted as expected, the difference was that since she was slightly drunk at the moment and drank something she shouldn't be drinking, she behaved differently.

A person who is so proactive that she is almost indulgent is incomparable to her insignificant kissing skills, so that Yan Nanqing completely lost control several times.

Of course, every time the most critical moment, he kept the last trace of sobriety.

There are family planning supplies in the room, and there are more than one.

She didn't stop him from using it.

Time passed in a trance, and the repeated entanglements passed by two hours in a blink of an eye.

Lin Qiaoqiao was exhausted and limp in a corner of the bed, with her eyes closed, she murmured vaguely, "I'll stay here tonight."

I didn't hear Yan Nanqing's response.

After a while, she opened her eyes and looked over, and then saw the man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking at her thoughtfully.

Her soft lips moved, "What's wrong?"

Strictly speaking, Yan Nanqing's complexion is not very good at the moment.

Because he didn't pay attention to the previous ones, only when he always felt something was wrong with the last one, he stared at her.

Asked: "Did you poke it?"

The light in Lin Qiaoqiao's eyes flickered, she pretended not to hear, and wanted to continue to close her eyes and sleep.

But in fact, she did it. When Yan Nanqing didn't move just now, he probably felt that something was wrong, and he also saw the mark of her poking on the outer bag.

She doesn't want to talk about it.

A woman has to do her own tricks to get pregnant, just to keep the two men from going to the point of life and death, she is somewhat aggrieved.

But at this moment, in his eyes, there are probably only scheming and scheming left.

"What on earth are you trying to do?" Yan Nanqing walked over, his voice was very low, but at least he didn't pick her up from the bed rudely, but just looked at her heavily.

She turned around and wrapped herself in the quilt, "I'm sleepy."

It was also at this time that Yan Nanqing narrowed his eyes belatedly, "You didn't drink anything wrong at all?"

In her mind, it was all right when she called him and said that she couldn't sleep alone and it was not safe, so she wanted to come to him?
She pursed her soft lips and remained silent.

From Yan Nanqing's point of view, it was a default.

After a long time, she opened her eyes and smiled sadly, "As a daughter, I can't fight against him, so I had to make a bad move. If you are really pregnant, at least you will definitely not fight back against him."

The man's face was already gloomy, "Take yourself here as a hostage?"

She smiled, "You can think so."

After staring at her for a long time, the thin lips finally came out with a sentence: "You are really getting better and better!"

When Yan Nanqing turned to leave, the smile on her face finally fell completely, and she closed her eyes wearily.

That night, she slept poorly.

But the next day he still got up very early and took a taxi to go to Yan Nanqing's residence. He didn't answer the phone, so she just waited outside the door.