Spoiling His Wife Too Much: Chief Compulsory Love

That day, Zhan Yan stayed in the bathroom for a full two hours, and when she went in, half a bottle of shower gel was used up.

Could it be that he is so clean when he touches a woman...or...?

An Yirou's eyes stared at the space between his legs for a long while, and suddenly thought of the moment when her hand held him just now.

It turned out to be soft? !

Could it be that this perfect man... can't? !

An Yirou's eyes widened suddenly, with tears still rolling in her eyes, she looked like a frightened little pet.

This appearance made Zhan Yan's pupils constrict slightly, he hugged An Yirou's slender waist with his backhand, stuck out his tongue and licked the little red mole on her earlobe that was exactly the same as Yi Xiao's.

An Yirou immediately regained her spirits as if she had been greatly encouraged.

I thought to myself, this man also has lust, just pretending to be Liu Xiahui!

She groaned twice, then straddled Zhan Yan's lap again, twisted twice, and just wanted to lower her head to kiss his lips, but he quickly dodged it.

Zhan Yan held her waist and put her on the sofa, and said impatiently: "I'm tired, you go back."

An Yirou didn't expect that he would be rejected by the man before he moved even a bit. He couldn't help but act coquettishly at the man: "Young Master Zhan, look, it's so late, and it's raining again outside, I'm a girl It's so dangerous for children to drive, let me stay with you tonight, okay?"

Zhan Yan didn't know what this woman was thinking, he had never kept any woman at home overnight.

If Yi Xiao saw her in the morning, how would he react?

He was silent for a while, squeezed out the flame in his hand, pointed to a guest room in the corner on the second floor, and said, "You can stay there tonight."

An Yirou hummed, smacked him on the face, and said, "I'll go up to take a shower first, I'll wait for you." After finishing speaking, she ran up to the second floor with a smile.

Calm was restored in the hall.

Zhan Yan sat on the sofa and paused for a while before walking towards the second floor.

Standing in front of the door, he rubbed the center of his eyebrows wearily, thinking of Yi Xiao's indifferent attitude just now, a sense of powerless frustration surged in his heart.

He stretched out his hand, gently opened the door, and stood quietly by the bed, looking deeply at the little woman who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.

Only when she closes her eyes, will he release all the suppressed emotions in his chest unreservedly.

It's just that this woman may never know...

Zhan Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, sitting on the edge of the bed, kissed her forehead, and whispered: "Xiaoxiao, my baby, when will you open your eyes to see me?" , It's been two years, why you still can't forget him...why my heart is full of you, but your eyes still can't accommodate me. "

His voice was so lost and powerless, it flowed in the air and shattered sadly.

Yi Xiao felt itching in her ears, pouted her lips, smacked her lips, raised her hand and scratched, moaning and chirping, as if she was cursing "the thief" in her dream.

Zhan Yan gave a helpless wry smile, and his handsome face twitched.

He didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

The phrase "prostitution thief" has proved that he is in her heart, even if she hates or hates him.