Quick Transmigration: The Villain’s Sweet Wife

Kwon Nai held a roasted sweet potato in his hand, which was hot and steaming.

"Bright Moon!"

Chu Xuan didn't seem to sleep well, with dark circles under his eyes.

But it didn't affect the joy that overflowed between the men's eyebrows.

"I'm really happy, you can listen to me explain."

Kwon Nai stuffed the sweet potato into Chu Xuan's arms.

"I know what you mean, and of course I understand why, Chu Xuan, I am not your beloved."

The girl's delicate lips twitched slightly, with an evil light shining from the outside light, and she swept towards the escape passage at the corner of the mall.

Chu Xuan narrowed his eyes, looked at the sweet potato in his arms, and paused.

"Jiaoyue, I have thought about what you said last time. What you said makes sense. I may not like it as much as I thought..."

Kwon Na looked around, smiled suddenly, and patted his shoulder.

"Hey, it's impossible for us." She licked her lips, and then said, "Sweet potato is the severance ceremony, bye."

Chu Xuan was trying to catch up, but found that the girl seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and there was no trace at all.

The crowded shopping mall did not even have a familiar atmosphere.

Chu Xuan stared blankly at the still hot sweet potatoes. He felt that Ji Jiaoyue today is completely different from the mocking people in the cafe a few days ago.

Suddenly I felt that something was slowly disappearing.

Unclear and unclear.

Kwon Nai walked a few times before returning to the hotel.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening.

The long white fingers turned on the light, and the living room of the luxurious presidential suite was instantly bright and dazzling.

There is a man sitting on the sofa.

It's Fu Qingyan.

Kwon Nai glanced at his watch and raised his eyebrows.

The speed is okay, not bad.

It was about the same time as expected.

The man leaned lazily on the sofa, with his beautiful hands folded on his legs.

The long, narrow and deep eye magnet generally attracted Kona's sight.

The corners of his mouth hung a faint arc.

Even the white shirt collar was opened lazily, and two transparent buttons jumped out playfully.

Vaguely, Su Ri's expensive collarbone adds a layer of charm.

It's not as cold and indifferent as usual.

Kwonna quickly suppressed his successful smile and kept his face straight.

She lowered her eyes, not in a high mood, changed a pair of slippers, "What are you doing here?"

The man touched his hard palate with the tip of his tongue and asked instead.

"Stayed with Chu Xuan for a long time?"

Kwon Nai was stunned when he heard the words, then angrily rose to her face, frowning, "Are you following me?"

Fu Qingyan smiled casually, his thick eyebrows curled up.

The voice is gentle and indulgent.

He said casually, "Want to marry Chu Xuan?"

"Do these have anything to do with the doctor?" Kwon Nai walked up to him, pursing her lips, "You leave quickly."

Fu Qingyan took Quan Nai's hand hanging beside him, and slowly rubbed the girl's soft palm with his fingers.

Time after time, itchy.

Quan Nai subconsciously wanted to break free, but was firmly controlled by Fu Qingyan.

"You are here, where can I go?"

"You let me go, Fu Qingyan! What do you mean, you just rejected me and put on such a posture to show to whom? Are you sick?!"

The girl's white and tender hands were drawn with some faint red marks.

Fu Qingyan's deep gaze slid to her hand, the end of his eyes was scarlet.

Uncontrollably, the thin lips pressed on.

Kwon Na was stunned.

How do you feel a little...religious?

He answered very softly, staring at her hand obsessively, "I'm sick."

Kwon Na felt a heat in his waist and looked down.

The man wrapped her waist, his handsome face buried on her soft belly.