The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"When I calm down, there are a lot of adults who don't care about you."

Fan Prison took the initiative to say so arrogantly, but hugged He Zheng's waist who was standing by the bed.

He knew that He Zheng was very tired all the time, but he didn't know how to help He Zheng relieve the pressure.

yes!All I can do is to satisfy him.

Fan Prison happily let go of He Zheng's waist, turned around and pulled out the drawer, then took out a lot of small powder and threw it on the bed, scratched his nose and said generously to He Zheng, "Master is in a good mood tonight, pick one you like."

He Zheng didn't rush forward directly, after all, he was so tired that he was dying.

"Damn, you still don't want it?"

Fan Prison is angry, and it is rare for him to use it.

"Aren't you still crying during the day so you don't need these things anymore?" He Zheng reminded.

"It's not that little brat keeps pressing."

Thinking of this, Brahma Prison became angry, and now they want to tear Ye Miao apart.

No, isn't that kid Shen Tianyu's wife?Didn't 49 tell He Zheng about this just now?

Fan Prison finally came to his senses, and looked at He Zheng in astonishment, "Is that kid who is pressing the remote control randomly your nephew?"

He Zheng nodded silently.

"Damn, isn't that my nephew?"

"It's my nephew, naturally it's also your nephew."

He Zheng said and put all the fans back in the drawer.

"You really don't need it! There is no second chance." Fan Prison panicked and emphasized.

"Keep it for now, and you can make it up next time."

After He Zheng finished speaking, he turned off the light and lay down. He was too tired to move.

The Vatican prison immediately kicked He Zheng angrily, "You fucking can't do it?"

"sleep."

There was helplessness in He Zheng's voice, and Lafan prison lay down.

In recent days, he has been sleeping less, and Vatican often climbs his balcony in the middle of the night. After climbing, he has to take time to teach Vatican a lesson, and he does not get enough sleep early.

"What time is it now! It's only past ten o'clock."

Fan Prison was speechless, got up angrily, and then sat on He Zheng.

He Zheng had a terrible headache, and he kept kneading his eyebrows to calm himself down.

"Damn He Zheng, do you want to change your wife?" Fan Prison cursed again, but seemed panicked, as if He Zheng was not interested in him anymore.

Damn it, it won't be really boring!

After all, it is said that there is a seven-year itch, and many couples cannot pass this level.

The Vatican Prison who frightened himself hurriedly touched Xiao Hezheng, it was really lifeless.

Damn, there was really no movement at all.

"Don't make trouble, go to sleep."

He Zheng took the Vatican Prison's hand away, not to annoy the Vatican Prison, but because he was afraid that it would wake up.

"No, you didn't respond, brother, do you know how embarrassing it is to me?" Fan Prison preached solemnly, with a very loud voice.

He Zheng is so tired now, his ears are ringing because of the loud noise in the Brahma Prison.

He let out a sigh of relief, and finally frowned, turned over and threw the Vatican Prison down.

Fan Prison was taken aback, but in the next second he smiled triumphantly and hugged He Zheng's neck, raised his head and kissed him.

But before he could kiss him, He Zheng covered his mouth.

"what!"

Fan Prison blinked his eyes in confusion.

He Zheng didn't speak, he opened the drawer and took out Xiaofen.

Seeing this, the Vatican Prison laughed smugly, and immediately made fun of He Zheng, "Didn't you just say you don't need it? Why do you want to use it now, so slap your face!"

He Zheng didn't say anything, took out all the little powder, and firstly tied the hands of the prison, then the body, then the thighs, and then the calves, binding the prison tightly.

Fan Prison didn't know what it meant, so he asked He Zheng blankly, "Why are you kidnapping me!"

"Of course it's to let you sleep honestly."

After He Zheng finished speaking, he closed the drawer and lay down as soon as he pulled the quilt.

Fan Prison couldn't believe it, twisted his bound body and roared, "He Zheng, your uncle, let me go."

He Zheng didn't move, because he fell asleep immediately after lying down.

"Fuck! Fuck you fell asleep, and you let me fall asleep by yourself?"

Fan Prison was so angry that the top of his head was smoking, and he was about to pass out, the biggest shame in his life.