The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Lan Chen paused with his hand on her waist, turned over and lay flat, with a low smile in his throat, "What do you think I am thinking?"

Shen Yihuan didn't dare to turn over and lay on his side.

Could it be that she was wrong?

She dared not speak.

It wasn't until dawn that Lan Chen lifted the quilt and got out of the bed and went directly to the bathroom.

Shen Yihuan listened to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, still unable to let go of his hanging heart.

I don't know what he means, so I feel a little uneasy.

The sound of water stopped.

She listened carefully to the bathroom door opening and felt him approaching.

Lan Chen took out the clothes from the closet and put them on slowly. He looked back and still maintained the original Shen Yihuan, revealing half of his crispy jade shoulders.

On that shoulder, there are lumps of purple red.

Can't watch it anymore.

He finally got dressed and didn't want to change it anymore.

"You look better in a while."

After Shen Yihuan heard him walk out of the bedroom, he got up and went to the bathroom.

After taking a bath, the body's soreness eased.

She came out of the bathtub, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at the red marks on her body. She didn't know what to say.

These marks on the body always have new ones before they disappear.

She went to look through the closet, but the clothes in it couldn't completely cover the marks on her body.

In the end, she chose a comfortable round neck suit, casual and loose, with her hair loosely tied up, which looked a little lazy, casual, but very comfortable.

There are still some marks on the neck that can't be covered.

I covered some powder, but I still couldn't cover it up completely.

She walked out of the bedroom and saw Lan Chen was already sitting at the dining table with breakfast on the table, and he was drinking coffee elegantly with a laptop beside him.

Lan Chen looked up at her, saw the dress she was wearing, frowned, "Why don't you wear a skirt?"

Shen Yihuan whispered: "It's not very convenient."

As soon as she looked up, Lan Chen saw the faint red mark on her neck.

It's really not very convenient.

But this outfit made her very petite and lovely.

To say that she looks like a college student is nothing.

"Eat breakfast."

Shen Yihuan sat down and ate a sandwich.

It is strange that he would not let her cook, but would prepare breakfast for her.

She felt more and more that he would be a good boyfriend or husband.

I don't know who thought he would be blessed to eat his breakfast and bear his love.

She knew that this person would not be her.

…

Lan Chen took her to the club. Originally, Shen Yihuan thought he was taking her to have fun and meet some alcoholic friends.

After she got in, she knew it was wrong.

She saw Qingcheng, and there was a very beautiful woman sitting next to Qingcheng. She sat there and naturally attracted all eyes.

And beside the woman, sat a very cold and handsome man.

He looks like a stranger who shouldn't get close, but his whole body is glued to that glamorous woman. When he looks at the woman, his eyes are tender, as if to drown people in.

"Come on." Meng Ying smiled brightly, a pair of fox-like eye-catching amorous feelings.

As a woman, Shen Yihuan looked a little obsessed.

Lan Chen walked to the empty seat next to him, Shen Yihuan hurriedly followed behind him, and after he sat down, sat beside him.

For some reason, the humble feeling she felt in front of them became stronger and stronger.

They have a temperament that she can't touch and blend in.