Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Han Xiaoye's tongue was sucked to the point of tingling, and she whimpered like a cat. This voice not only did not stop the strong plundering man, but more and more indulgently seized the sweetness in her mouth.

   Finally, when she thought the tip of her tongue was about to swell, the man who took over raised her head. A splendid silver thread was pulled from between them, and her face was as hot as fire.

   "You...why are you doing this all of a sudden?" Even a woman can be embarrassed sometimes.

   "You're too noisy, I just blocked your mouth." The man's voice did not fluctuate at all.

  Click—

   Han Xiaoye's girl's heart is broken!

"Do you need to kiss me to stop my mouth? Then if you think other women are noisy, do you also want to stop others' mouths like this? No, Fu Zhiyan, have you stopped anyone's mouths like this before? right?"

   When she thought about how Fu Zhiyan was kissing other women, she felt bored in her heart.

   "Ji Shuya? Or Gu Qingshen? Or another woman?"

   Every time she said a name, she felt a little bored in her heart.

   She clearly knew that she liked Fu Zhiyan and would endure this sooner or later, but she couldn't help but feel lost, and her heart was even more sour.

   Seeing the energetic man suddenly darkened his eyes, Fu Zhiyan pursed his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "No."

   "Huh?" Han Xiaoye, who was immersed in his emotions, didn't understand what he was talking about.

   "Besides you, I have never done this to anyone else." Fu Zhiyan felt a little uncomfortable and quickly stopped.

  Have you done nothing to anyone other than her?

  Han Xiaoye's mind turned and suddenly understood what he meant. The loss in my heart was instantly swept away!

   "I knew, Fu Zhiyan, you must like me." She rushed towards the man in front of her, but her face was propped up by a big ruthless hand.

   "Don't think too much, because they are not as noisy as you."

   "What!" She quarreled, she didn't say a few words at all. Han Xiaoye pouted, angrily. When Fu Zhiyan sat back down again, she pretended to be casual and said, "My phone is turned off because it's out of power, and I'm still at school so late because I found my classmate to help me with tutoring."

   So why did she explain.

   He was inexplicably frightened to death, and even ate tofu for nothing. Why did she have to explain to Fu Zhiyan without a bone? It's simply not her flamboyant style.

  Han Xiaoye bit his lip uncomfortably, but continued honestly, "Next time, I will remember to tell you in advance. Sorry for worrying you."

  Fu Zhiyan paused, his voice hoarse, "Tutoring?"

   "That's right." Speaking of Ye Chen, Han Xiaoye was very excited, and he told Fu Zhiyan what happened on Saturday, but he concealed the part about her going to Han Chengming.

"So in return, he promised to help me with tutoring. Fu Zhiyan, you don't know, that kid is amazing. I don't usually see him working hard, but every time I take the exam, I can get the first place. Besides, I also got the second place. It's a lot of work. Even if that's the case, he's actually very good at sports..."

   Fu Zhiyan's eyes gradually darkened.

  Han Xiaoye was so excited that he didn't notice his change at all.

"By the way, let me tell you a gossip. Haha, I heard that the school girl in our next class has had a crush on him for a long time, and secretly handed him a love letter. Do you think they are secretly dating without telling the teacher? I See it's possible, the big beauty is delivered to the door, fool..."

  Fu Zhiyan interrupted her, "Han Xiaoye."

"what?"

   "Starting tomorrow, I will let Andy give you make-up lessons. You must go home immediately after school every day."

   "Why!"

   "Just because I'm your uncle." Fu Zhiyan glanced at her coldly, with thin lips ruthlessly, "If you don't understand what Andy said, then Shu Ya will help you make it up."

"…"Depend on! This trick is so **** cruel! Could it be that he wanted to cheat and not fulfill the agreement, intentionally?

   Thinking of this possibility, the flames in Han Xiaoye's head were raging. She clenched her fists tightly, and said fiercely, "I will definitely get into the top 30!"

   Fu Zhiyan's eyes flashed deep and his voice was hoarse, "Really? Come on then."

  …

   It was the night before the final exam.

  Han Xiaoye was so nervous in bed that he couldn't sleep at all after reviewing the exam syllabus that Su Rui and Ye Chen arranged for her together.

   She didn't know how long she lay with her eyes open, when suddenly she heard Wang Ma's voice downstairs.

  Fu Zhiyan is back.

   She got up barefoot and quietly opened the door. Rolling his eyes, he sneaked into the next room, hid in the duvet of the big bed, and covered his head with a blanket.

   Not for a while.

  Fu Zhiyan entered the room, he didn't notice that there was another person in the room.

   After taking off his jacket, he backhandedly took out the bathrobe from the closet. Three minutes later, there was a sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

  Han Xiaoye carefully stuck out his head from the quilt.

   Maybe it was because Fu Zhiyan didn't draw the bathroom curtain in his room. Through the misty glass, the man's **** body can be seen at a glance. Her gaze involuntarily slipped from the slender neck all the way to the strong abdominal muscles, and then from the strong abdominal muscles down...

   His nose suddenly swelled with heat.

   She hurriedly covered her nose, not daring to look any further. Originally, she just wanted to hide and scare Fu Zhiyan, but now, cough...she has changed her mind...

   Such a good opportunity, it would be foolish to let her go!

  Han Xiaoye pulled out his pajamas and glanced.

   She insisted on drinking milk and soy milk for the past two months, and Wangzai’s small steamed buns finally grew into Wangzai’s big steamed buns. Ahem, although it’s not very good, it’s a leap from nothing to something. However, this alone would definitely not tempt Fu Zhiyan. She turned her eyes left and right, trying to find some fake tools. But in Fu Zhiyan's room, things were so neatly organized that there were no suitable props at all.

   The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

  Han Xiaoye took off his socks and stuffed them into his bra.

   Yaya, it's disgusting, as long as it's big.

   Sure enough, the chest immediately increased by more than one size.

   "Card wipe—" The bathroom door rang.

   She didn't care to appreciate the small ravine that she finally squeezed out, and immediately retreated into the bed.

  The quilt was tightly covered. She didn't know the situation outside, so she huddled inside and didn't dare to move. As the air inside became less and less, the temperature in the quilt gradually increased, and her breathing became more and more difficult... Just when she was not being heated to death, she was about to be suffocated to death. The side of the bed finally sunken down…

  Fu Zhiyan went to bed!

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