Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Yan Nanqing looked at her, "Have you ever seen a person who can go down after boarding a pirate ship?"

She leaned back in the chair, closed her eyes, "I'll sleep for a while, I didn't sleep well!"

Yan Nanqing probably wanted to say something at first, but seeing that she was tired and going to sleep for a while, he didn't say anything more.

Yan Guilai was sent back, and in the days that followed, the two of them were obviously free and at ease, especially Lin Qiaoqiao.

If she didn't play cards, besides writing a manuscript, she would spend her day leisurely watching dramas and doing simple exercise.

Yan Nanqing was busier than her. As for what she was busy with, she never asked, but she knew it should be the cooperation with Fan Xiaozheng.

At noon, she simply ordered a takeaway, and the whole day passed in a leisurely manner. She didn't eat dinner, put in some fruit, and then changed into gym clothes.

Yan Nanqing's small gym has everything, but it fully meets her needs. She is exercising slowly, and the sky is gradually getting dark.

When Yan Nanqing came back, the lights in the apartment were not turned on.

He glanced around roughly, and finally saw the shadow nestled on the yoga mat in the fitness hall.

In his opinion, it was a weird yoga position, but she seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Lin Qiaoqiao was woken up, looked at him with sleepy eyes, pursed her lips, "You are back!"

Hmm... It sounds like you are looking forward to his return?
Yan Nanqing didn't understand her in vain. Seeing her pull her arms up, rubbing half of her face against him, her brows raised slightly, "Are you hungry?"

Sure enough, she immediately smiled and nodded, "Are you tired? How about taking a shower before cooking?"

The man took his time and followed suit on the ground, "If you ask me, I will do it."

Lin Quietly's smiling face was flat, "Yan Nanqing, I think I can hire a chef to take care of three meals a day, but this kind of chef must be very expensive, and I have no money... Didn't you say that Lu Baijun Is it an invisible rich man?"

Yan Nanqing narrowed his eyes slightly, "Yes, rich man."

"If I move my mouth, his money will definitely be mine. If I can't move my mouth, then I will move my hands, waist, and hips..."

The man was already staring at her fiercely, but the corners of his mouth curled up again, with a sullen tone, "Do you want me to loosen your skin by the way?"

"That's so troublesome, Mr. Yan, see for yourself, my skin is tight and elastic, and it takes a little effort to loosen it!"

"I have a lot of strength and am not afraid of trouble." The man was expressionless and serious.

Lin quietly tugged at his sleeve, "I'm really hungry."

Yan Nanqing nodded, and only now took off his coat, "Well, you can be a little more hungry, it tastes good to eat."

While talking, he threw his coat away, and suddenly picked her up and put her on the exercise bench next to him. The man followed his long legs and approached her, and he could not help but say that it was a forced kiss.

The reason why she said it was strong, Lin Qiaoqiao raised her hand to push him, but he repeated the same trick, directly clasped her hand and put it on his shoulder.

She had been in the fitness hall for a long time, so at this moment, she didn't have much strength, and she couldn't be entangled with him for long, so she could only let him slaughter her.

Yan Nanqing has a sense of proportion and restraint in everything he does, but he has no control over her.

If it wasn't for the fact that she softly lied next to his ear, "I'm really hungry!", I don't know how long he would have to toss.

The gym is in a mess.

The man stepped on the messy clothes on the floor, picked her up and sent her back to the bedroom. When he put her on the bed, he pecked her lips, "Go take a bath by yourself? I'll cook."

Lin quietly closed her eyes, and nodded her head casually tiredly.

After he went to cook, she didn't fall asleep, but she didn't want to move either. After lying on the bed for a long time, she didn't take a bath after all.

When Yan Nanqing came to ask her to eat, she was still on the bed.

The man smiled helplessly, "After sending Yan Guilai away, why am I still raising my daughter?"

Lin quietly rolled her eyes.

But he reached out his hand brazenly, "Hold me out."

Of course, Yan Nanqing satisfied this requirement without saying a word.

Carry her from the bedroom to the dining room, put whatever she wants to eat into the bowl immediately.

After a meal, she was indeed satisfied and comfortable.

Then he leaned on the chair and watched Yan Nanqing coming in and out busy clearing the dining table and tableware, and said leisurely: "If we live together in the future, in order to establish my image for Yan Guilai, should I also share the kitchen? Housework?"

Yan Nanqing's thin lips twitched slightly, "From now on, let her find a boy who is better than her father."

But then again.

The man came out of the kitchen, with meaningful eyes on his face, walked to her side, the chair turned around, and his arms were propped on the chair, "What do you mean if you live together?"

In order to be able to get together, I won't say what kind of concessions he made. I still don't know how much she paid.

In this matter, is there still a "if" possibility and room for it?
Lin Quietly looked at him, his eyes, indeed, looked a little guilty.

"It's just..." She tried her best to pull out a smile, "I have been entangled vigorously, separated vigorously, have love, and have children. I can't imagine another life state all at once."

Yan Nanqing is a smart person. Hearing her speak in general terms, she pointed out the key point in one sentence, "Don't want to get married?"

She pursed her lips.

Although she felt this way, after thinking about this issue for the past two days, she always felt that speaking out was not only a bit provocative, but also a bit hypocritical.

But she really, at least for now, doesn't think so.

When she had the idea of ​​getting married, it should have been when she took the initiative to pester Yan Nanqing. At that time, she wished she could help him and get married on the spot!

After listening to her talking about these feelings intermittently, Yan Nanqing remained silent for a while.

The ups and downs of these years are really tormenting, no wonder she.

After a while, he finally said: "If you don't want to tie it up, then don't tie it up."

No one else can force her.

Lin Qiaoqiao raised her eyes to look at him, of course she could see his loss.

Obviously, his expression seemed to be just one or two, but she could see his emotions, pursed her soft lips, and still didn't know what to say for a while.

"It's me who has dragged you for too long, so I should be punished." After a while, he seemed to be thinking about it.

"Actually, as long as two people are in the same heart, it doesn't really make any difference whether they get married or not. You look at Fan Xiaozheng and Miss Meng, they say they've been separated for a few years, isn't it because they still have no one else?"

Yan Nanqing smiled, "Don't comfort me."

"The only thing I'm not worried about is that one day you will follow someone else out of your temper. With a certificate, at least I can feel at ease."

She laughed after hearing this, "If one day I really fall in love with someone else, do you really think that instinct can trap me?"