Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

The car started steadily, and after driving for a few minutes, it may be a traffic light, and then stopped steadily.

Then she felt something touch her lips.

Open your eyes sensitively.

Seeing Mei Shurang holding a half-peeled toffee in his hand and handing it to her mouth, seeing her turn around, he snorted ferociously, "What are you looking at? Afraid you will be poisoned to death?"

She could already taste that sweet taste.

To be honest, for a moment, my heart moved slightly.

Because of the stomachache for a long time, he thought of using a candy to relieve her first, which was beyond her expectations.

"Look, I'll feed you with my mouth?" Mei Shurang was embarrassed by her stare, and his temper seemed even worse.

Sheng'an slightly opened his mouth and sipped the whole candy, "If you weren't so vicious, many people would like you."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, "Master, do you care?"

She nodded, "Well, I know you are not rare. I just thought that you trade so many women every day, but you have never had a decent girlfriend because others don't care about you."

Mei Shurang smiled speciously, "Are you very interested in my private life?"

Sheng Anan ignored it, and continued to close her eyes and sip the candy.

The car continued to drive slowly, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

"Traffic jam."

I don't know how long it took, Sheng An'an heard him talking, turned to look at him, and saw that he was on the phone.

Mei Shurang also glanced at her, frowned a little, thought for a while and then replied, "Not today...well, I'm hanging up."

Put down the phone, the car is still stuck.

The man tapped his knuckles on the steering wheel occasionally, appearing loose but impatient.

"Are you hungry?" After a while, he asked her.

Of course Sheng An'an was hungry, but he didn't answer.

Mei Shu let it be her acquiesce, she didn't eat from morning to night, and it was not normal to not be hungry.

Then look at the nearest restaurant on the navigation.

However, although Mei's villa area is not in the outer suburbs, it is not in the city center. If you want to eat a regular restaurant at this moment, you have to turn around.

The U-turn is estimated to be even more blocked.

Sheng An'an could almost guess what he was thinking during his actions, and it was the first time he had discovered that he had such a caring side.

I don't know if this counts as her contribution in the past six months?

It's a good thing.

When the car finally stopped, Sheng An'an felt that he had already started to feel sleepy, he was too hungry, and his stomach still felt uncomfortable.

"I can only eat noodles when I go back." She heard Mei Shurang say something.

She turned her head and looked over, "Where's housekeeping?"

The man drove the car intently.

In fact, the housekeeping aunt bought vegetables and came over to cook, but he knew that she would not come back, so he sent her away.

"Isn't there food?" she said.

Mei Shurang pulled his lips, "You do?"

Sheng An'an pursed her lips, "You know it, don't you?"

He didn't speak again.

Because he doesn't know how to cook, the only thing he can do is to cook a bowl of noodles. He really can't do it, it's too troublesome.

"Then eat the noodles." She was quite happy to eat the noodles he cooked.

When she returned to the villa, she really fell asleep.

Mei Shurang looked at her for a while, and finally leaned over to help her put on the seat belt.

It's that kind of faint fragrance again, I don't know if it's her body or the smell of hair, I always feel that smelling it can make people addicted.

He pressed the button twice but didn't open it, so he had to continue to lean over there, only to find that the hidden button was pressed by her.

I wanted to lift her buttocks up, reached over with my hand, but stopped again.

Those who didn't know thought he was cheating.

"Sheng Anan." He tried to call her.

The girl just frowned, her eyes still closed, she turned her face away and remained silent again.

Mei Shurang took a breath, but suddenly realized that the distance between them was too close, especially when his chin was facing her chest.

She seems to have been wearing shirts all the time, and the neckline has been opened to the second button.

Suddenly, the two balls of snow that were secretly photographed by a man that day came to my mind.

So much so that he didn't dare to spit it out in one breath, fearing that it would be spilled on the skin of her chest, so he just pressed it against the loose mouth.

As a result, his heartbeat accelerated slightly, and even he could hear it. This feeling was too weird for him.

Sheng An'an was naturally awake, but she didn't show it, and she was holding her breath at the moment, not knowing what he was going to do next.

If, whenever he showed interest in her body, even if it wasn't for her, it could mean that his orientation was normal?

but.

He suddenly returned to his position, and kicked her seat as if directly, "Wake up!"

Of course she woke up this time, she rubbed her eyes in a daze, looked at him, then looked out of the car window, "Are you there?"

Mei Shurang ignored her, opened the door, got off the car and left without waiting for her.

There was still rain in the sky.

Sheng Anan looked at the back of the man taking big strides, and slightly bent her soft lips, then got out of the car, and trotted over with her schoolbag in her arms.

"Go take a shower and be down in 15 minutes." As soon as she entered the door, she heard Mei Shurang order without looking at her, expressionless.

She nodded cooperatively, "OK."

When he was about to go upstairs, he looked back at him half-jokingly, "I've been on an empty stomach for most of the day, will I faint in the bathroom?"

Mei Shu stopped Ben from walking towards the kitchen.

Looking back at her, eyebrows frowned slightly, probably because she thought it made sense, and then said: "I'll wash it after eating, there are fruits in the refrigerator."

"It's too cold," she said.

Then, seeing Mei Shurang, she turned around and entered the living room, rummaged through the drawers of the coffee table for a while, and threw her a pack of Shaqima over.

Then I went into the kitchen to cook noodles.

Sheng Anan dismantled Shaqima, with a slight smile in his heart, with a sarcastic and puzzled expression on his face, "Why are you being nice to me all of a sudden? Is uncle coming back soon?"

The man seemed to glance back at her.

After about 15 minutes, he did cook the noodles and called her in the restaurant, "Come and eat the noodles."

Sheng An'an was already hungry, and he planned to advance his relationship recently.

Naturally, he went to the restaurant with a smile on his face.

"Very fragrant!" This time, she was the first to give a comment.

Mei Shurang just glanced at her indifferently, "The old man is not here, so don't pretend to be good."

She curled her lips, "I've always been good, but you've been bullying me and running on me!"

Mei Shao snorted coldly, "Before you took my T-shirt to help the poor, did I bully you?"

Sheng Anan pursed her lips, "You were drunk that night, your T-shirt was all dirty and you said you wanted to throw it away. I washed it myself and exchanged it for pocket money, can't I? I'm selling scrap at best."

"Scrap?" Mei Shao looked at her, "A souvenir from my girlfriend."

In fact, he forgot where he put the T-shirt. It turned out that he threw it away because he drank too much and vomited. No wonder he didn't find it for a long time.

Sheng An was stunned, "I...don't know."