Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

"Little niece, you fell into the toilet? I'll just say you've been on the toilet for a long time. Rarity believes me, for fear of you having an accident. What can happen to you, and you'll be accompanied by Shi." Qin Fang His mouth is as fast as the day in June, simply.

  Suri blushed, and gave him a strange glance, "I'm just worried about her. Ono said he went to wc and didn't come back for half an hour. Boss Fu is not very worried."

   Is my uncle worried about her?

  Han Xiaoye looked over subconsciously, only to see the man's strong and handsome profile, but he didn't seem to be worried or worried at all.

   She pursed her lips, a little unhappy.

  What, she went to the toilet for half an hour, Rarity knew she was worried, but he didn't respond at all!

   "By the way, Ono, why did you go for so long?"

  Han Xiaoye was caught off guard when asked, and he was stunned, hesitating whether to tell Mo Xingxing to her. But when she thought that so many people were here, and Aunt Feng was there, she gave up her mind.

   "Stomach, stomach is a little uncomfortable."

   "Your gastroenteritis hasn't healed yet?" Suri was very worried.

  Han Xiaoye snorted, "Maybe I just basked in too much sun and drank ice water, which made me a little uncomfortable."

   Mo Xiaxia took a panoramic view of her erratic eyes and raised her eyebrows, very strange.

  Why did Ono lie?

   While Mo Xiaxia was looking at Han Xiaoye, Fu Zhiyan was also looking at Han Xiaoye, her phoenix eyes flashed thoughtfully.

  Han Xiaoye was afraid that Suri would ask again, so she changed the subject and went back to playing beach volleyball. Suri didn't think so much, and she was easily led astray.

   Seeing that Suri didn't think about that anymore, she breathed a sigh of relief.

   After playing on the beach for a while, Kitty Fu came back with Fu Xiaojiu and Qin Baitian. They decided to go back to the resort to change clothes and then have dinner together.

  Han Xiaoye and Fu Zhiyan's room is on the second floor. Because Fu Zhiyan likes quietness, the floor-to-ceiling windows in the room are open to the sea, which is very quiet and beautiful.

   When Han Xiaoye arrived in the room, he always looked like he was hesitant to say anything. After slowly changing his clothes, he began to stare at the man changing clothes with a look that he felt was not exposed at all, but in fact others could see through it at a glance.

  Fu Zhiyan took off the bathrobe he was wearing after taking a shower, and took out a clean thin sweater from his suitcase. He was thin in clothes, and his body with undressed flesh was extraordinarily sultry.

  Han Xiaoye had no interest in admiring it, and hesitated whether to tell Mo Xingxing to remind her to be careful of Xiao Han.

   But she thought what to say, although Mo Xingxing came to remind her to be careful of Xiao Han, but she put it bluntly and didn't particularly believe in Mo Xingxing.

   After all, Mo Xingxing has a criminal record and is not particularly friendly to himself. Second, there is Ji Shuya's example before, who knows if Mo Xingxing will be the second Ji Shuya. What if she wanted to help Xiao Han set a trap for her little uncle through her own mouth?

   It's not that she thinks too much, it's just that Xiao Han is too crazy.

  I'm an illegitimate child, what's the matter with the little uncle and the big uncle? Looking for Fu Beiguo, who should also provide tadpoles, or a real mother who insisted on intervening in other people's marriages. Running to trouble a child born to someone else's original wife, in her opinion, is purely a neuropathy!

   It wasn't something that my uncle and uncle could decide when his mother fooled around with Fu Beiguo.

   To put it bluntly, I want my uncle and eldest uncle to know that they were as big as they are now, that they would have such a brother, and they would have found the "little third" to have an abortion.

   Does he really think the whole world is sorry for him?

   Even if the whole world is sorry for him, he is also sorry for Aunt Feng, little uncle, and big uncle. In particular, Aunt Feng is the most innocent victim!

   "What are you thinking about?" Fu Zhiyan didn't know when he had changed his clothes, and reached out and squeezed her face.

  Han Xiaoye was in pain from being pinched, and grinned and ducked back, complaining while hiding, "You hurt me."

   "What were you doing just now?" Fu Zhiyan stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and asked.

  Han Xiaoye hadn't decided whether to tell him or not. He rolled his eyes and pretended to be stupid, "I'm not in a daze, am I in a daze?"

   "Since you entered the room, you have been in a daze." To be precise, you have been absent-minded since you came back from the toilet.

  What is hiding in the heart of the little hooligan?

  Fu Zhiyan didn't like that she was hiding something from him, that feeling would make him inexplicably uncomfortable.

  Han Xiaoye blinked his eyes, his little hand has been stretched out shamelessly, and touched the man's abdominal muscles. With a smile, "I can't stand watching it, who made you look so good."

She lifted up her clothes, revealing a white tender belly, and said depressedly, "We eat the same thing every day, and we haven't seen you exercising, why do you grow mermaid lines and I grow fat? It's so unfair, isn't it?"

  Fu Zhiyan pinched her waist, she was indeed a little fatter than before. But it doesn't have any fat like she said. At most, it's a slender hand that doesn't belong to Sister Lin's. He squeezed it twice and said, "You're just right, it feels more comfortable than before, don't lose weight."

   How did he know he was going to lose weight? Han Xiaoye was astonished. If he hadn't known that he had a high IQ, he would have suspected him of being able to read minds. but……

   She stretched out her hand and pinched the little fat on her waist, puzzled, "Does it feel good to hold the fat? Why don't I think so."

   "Does it feel good when you touch the pork ribs?" Fu Zhiyan paused, "snack."

Depend on!

"I used to be thin, but I'm not so thin as ribs, right? Where's the hand? Do you know how to appreciate it? There are only 100 good girls, but now they don't look good. Many beautiful clothes in the past can't be worn anymore." She complained reluctantly, "I only wore some skirts once, and it hurts my heart to not be able to wear them all of a sudden. No, at least I have to cut off this part of my waist, and I have to wear those clothes a few more times if I'm beaten to death. Otherwise, all the wasted."

  Fu Zhiyan frowned, where is she getting fat now? It was just right, he finally managed to raise a little meat for her, how could he let her lose it. So thin lips touched and ruthlessly refused, "I'll buy you new ones, and I'll tell Li Ma to throw away all the old ones."

   "Throw it?!" Han Xiaoye quit, "There are thousands of skirts in my wardrobe, don't throw them away, I can still wear them if I lose weight."

   "Then put them on an online auction and donate the money to the mountains. Don't think about losing weight." No rejection.

Han Xiaoye is now financially independent and has enough confidence. He pouted, "Why, you can control whether you lose weight or not. You can't control whether I lose weight or not. If you don't buy me diet pills, I myself money to buy."

   "As long as you take diet pills, you will be fired immediately." Fu Zhiyan squinted his eagle eyes, full of ruthlessness!