Billionaire Husband Spoils His Wife Too Much

Su Ci shook her head quickly, and slowly leaned over, put her head on the man's arm, and whispered, "I don't want it! I want to be with you."

She thought for a while, then passed her arm over, "The painkiller is about to expire, if you feel pain, you can bite me."

Shen Zhiyan looked down at the fair and delicate arm in front of him, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't you afraid of pain?"

Su Ci frowned, and her rosy mouth curled slightly, "I'm afraid. But you hurt more than me."

Shen Zhiyan stared at those clear eyes, his heart seemed to be shocked by something.

No pain, just a little numbness.

He pulled the corners of his lips, bent his knuckle fingers, and tapped lightly on her forehead, "Little idiot, are you also so kind to others?"

So good... that he couldn't help but start lusting after her.

Never want to let go.

Su Ci shook her head, a delicate and charming smile appeared on her delicate and fair face.

"That's not it! I only treat you well! You are my husband!"

Shen Zhiyan glanced at her, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up a little, like a husky whose hair has been smoothed.

Su Ci had no doubt that if Shen Zhiyan had a tail behind him, it would definitely be raised at this time.

Her twinkling eyes narrowed slightly, and she snorted softly, "I am your wife, you have to treat me well in the future! Otherwise, I, I will... run away from home!"

Shen Zhiyan stretched out his long arms, stopped Su Ci's slender and soft waist, and pressed her into his arms, with a dangerous low voice, "You want to be beautiful, and you will never want to leave in this life."

Su Ci instantly looked like a cat whose fur had blown up, struggling to get out of his arms, when the man said again: "Be good, I'm good to you."

Half an hour later, Shen Zhiyan came out of the bathtub.

Su Ci had fallen asleep leaning against the bathtub.

She was lying on the bathtub, her rosy lips opened and closed, and her long black hair covered half of her side face.

Shen Zhiyan bent down, stared at Su Ci's fair little face for a moment, then bent down, picked her up by the waist, and strode out of the bathroom.

Su Ci fell into a deep sleep, showing no sign of waking up.

The cherry-like rosy mouth was smashed, and the little face was full of satisfaction.

I don't know what delicious food I dreamed about again.

Shen Zhiyan bent down, and gently brushed away the hair blocking her cheeks with rough fingertips, revealing the small face the size of a palm.

Su Ci in her sleep was eating potato chips and spicy sticks, and Shen Zhiyan's deep and magnetic voice could be heard faintly, "Thank you, little idiot."

Waking up the next day, Su Ci found herself lying on a big soft bed.

What catches the eye is the white ceiling and delicate and bright crystal lamps.

Servants come in from outside.

Seeing that she was awake, she quickly showed a gentle smile, "Ma'am, are you awake? The second master is waiting for you downstairs and said he would take you out."

After Su Ci came to Shen's house, many servants were a little dismissive when they learned of her identity.

She even subconsciously decided that Su Ci had seduced their second master.

Otherwise, with her status, how could she be able to stand up to their second master?

However, after witnessing Su Ci's medical treatment yesterday, many people have greatly changed their views on Su Ci.

They never thought that Su Ci, who seemed weak and deceitful, would be so skilled in medicine.

Even Professor Gu praised her highly.

Professor Gu is the most well-known medical expert in China. I didn't expect Su Ci to be praised by Professor Gu.

Sister Li, the servant who had seen Su Ci administer needles with her own eyes, was even more in awe of Su Ci.

Su Ci's eyes lit up, "Really? Did my husband say where to go?"

Sister Li shook her head, and said respectfully, "Second Master won't tell us about these things. Second Master is waiting downstairs, and you will know when the time comes."

They are just servants of the Shen family, how can they be qualified to know about Shen Zhiyan's itinerary?

Su Ci nodded knowingly, turned and went to the bathroom.

Downstairs, Shen Zhiyan and Mr. Shen were sitting on the sofa.

One looked at his mobile phone with his head down, and the other held a newspaper and glanced to the side from time to time, hesitating to speak.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Zhiyan turned off his phone, his stern face remained expressionless, "Speak, what do you want to ask."

Mr. Shen, who was seen through, sneered twice, and quickly asked: "Did you take a medicinal bath last night? How is the effect? ​​Has your health improved?"

Shen Zhiyan pinched the center of his brows helplessly, and replied patiently: "It's much better, at least...I feel more relaxed than every day before."

Before meeting Su Ci, there would be a bone-eating pain in his chest from time to time.

But after waking up yesterday, he obviously felt that the frequency of pain from his chest had decreased.

Mr. Shen heaved a sigh of relief, with an excited look on his cold face, "That's good! That's good! Speaking of which, it's all thanks to Xiaoci!"

Seeing his grandson getting better, Mr. Shen became more determined in his original choice.

Mr. Shen has been in the shopping mall for many years, and he has never believed in gods and Buddhas, but only in himself.

When I made up my mind to be happy at the beginning, I was completely desperate.

Shen Zhiyan was brought up by himself.

It has been 24 years since my infancy until now.

How could he be willing to let his beloved grandson leave him like this?Therefore, no matter how absurd the method is, it is worth a try.

Fortunately, God favored A Yan and allowed him to meet Su Ci.

Mr. Shen's eyes suddenly became moist.

Just then, Su Ci came down from upstairs.

The little girl was wearing a goose-yellow knee-length skirt, her jet-black hair draped over her shoulders, her skin was as fair as jade, and her red lips were charming.

There was a gleam in the clear apricot eyes, which were clear and clean, but with a bit of unconscious coquettishness.

People can't help but stop for it.

Shen Zhiyan's eyes followed Su Ci's movement downstairs, and a flash of amazement flashed in his dark pupils, and then disappeared in a flash.

Su Ci came down from upstairs, greeted Mr. Shen, then put her arms around Shen Zhiyan's neck like no one else, and kissed him on the cheek.

"Mu, good morning husband! Today's good morning kiss!"

Shen Zhiyan's straight back stiffened for a moment, his dark pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't see the expression clearly on his face.

"My husband, I want to kiss you." Su Ci leaned against Shen Zhiyan's side, pointing her white and tender fingers at her pink and delicate cheeks like peach blossoms, her red lips pursed.

Shen Zhiyan stared at that delicate and charming face, his hawk-like eyes were pitch black, like a bottomless vortex, sweeping the black storm.

Su Ci raised her hand and tapped on his arm as if unconsciously, and said coquettishly, "Hurry up!"

In the next second, his fingers were suddenly clasped tightly by a big cool hand, and Su Ci felt his whole body being drawn into the man's broad chest.

She blinked blankly, and suddenly a man's gnashing voice came from her ear, "Su Ci, don't make trouble. Grandpa is still here."