Spoiling His Wife Too Much: Chief Compulsory Love

"The prostitute..." Yi Xiao turned over on the bed, grabbed the quilt and covered her head, trying to block her ears from listening to those blushing and heartbeating voices.

But the two of them seemed unwilling to let her go, and shouted louder.

"Young Master Zhan...um...don't touch it...you're so bad..."

Yi Xiao suddenly sat up from the bed, scratching her hair in agitation.

It has been two years, since he was rescued by Zhan Yan after committing suicide, he really hasn't touched her, and he rarely even appears in front of her.

Occasionally, when he came back to get some materials, the two of them ran into each other by chance, and they just nodded as if they were strangers, said some innocuous greetings, and then went about their own business.

Their relationship seemed stranger than strangers.

But even so, Zhan Yan personally accompanied someone from abroad to customize her basic necessities, and did not restrict her freedom.

Her life is like returning to the carefree days before.

It's just that if there is anything unsatisfactory, it is that there are more and more gossip about Zhan Yan, and the women are changing more and more frequently.

Although this has nothing to do with Yi Xiao, he likes to bring these women home, where he plays passionate scenes in the bedroom, in the study, on the balcony, and even in the kitchen.

But what they chose today was the living room.

"Master Zhan... ah... I can't take it anymore!"

In the living room came the screaming of a woman again.

Yi Xiao took the phone and looked at the time, it was already past two o'clock in the middle of the night, and she had to go to school tomorrow, so she couldn't let them go on like this.

She walked out of the room in her nightgown, leaned against the fence on the second floor and took a look, then raised her hand and knocked on the fence, making some noise on purpose.

The woman looked up, buried her shy face on Zhan Yan's strong chest, and said softly, "Young Master Zhan, sister Yi Xiao has come out."

Pooh!Who is your sister, shameless.

Yi Xiao cursed secretly in her heart, and frowned in displeasure.

Zhan Yan stopped his movements, squinted upwards, then returned his gaze to the woman below him, and sneered just right on his thin lips: "Yirou, ignore her, let's continue."

"Young Master Zhan, you're so bad!" The woman called Yirou said coquettishly, put one hand between Zhan Yan's legs, raised her eyebrows and gave Yi Xiao a provocative look.

Zhan Yan's handsome face suddenly became hard and cold, he picked up An Yirou's hand that wanted to untie his belt and pressed it on the sofa, and squeezed her plump breasts with the other hand.

An Yirou endured the pain in her chest, and gave a muffled hum: "Young Master Zhan, don't worry...my sister is still here."

Yi Xiao was no stranger to this kind of scene.

So, he yawned lazily, waved his hands to the two people downstairs, and said, "Go ahead, I won't bother you."

She turned around and left, but as soon as she opened the door, she turned back as if thinking of something, her tone was very flat: "By the way, let me discuss with you, can the sound of calling the bed be quieter later? I have to get up early for class tomorrow, thank you for your cooperation!"

After Yi Xiao finished speaking with a bang, she returned to the room without looking back, put on the quilt and fell asleep soundly.

All the people who watched the show left, as if they had no interest at all.

The actors, of course, lost interest.