Spoiling His Wife Too Much: Chief Compulsory Love

What do you all do to eat, how can you let the young lady bring me shoes, all of you have grown up, right? "

After being yelled at by Zhan Yan, a dozen servants immediately lowered their heads, as if they had committed some heinous crime.

Yi Xiao cooked for him with good intentions, and brought him shoes. Who knew that he kicked her before he even looked at her. Of course, she couldn't be in a better mood.

Stretching out his hand to push Zhan Yan's chest away, imitating Zhan Yan's tone, he yelled, "You've just grown up, what are you doing with your eyes, and you just kicked me without looking at who it was, luckily I blocked it with my hand, or if it kicked my face, I will never end with you!"

The most important thing for a girl who loves beauty is her own face. Usually, Zhanyan would playfully twist her, and she would be puffed up, not to mention that she was almost slapped by slippers now.

Hearing what Yi Xiao said, Zhan Yan remembered that he almost hurt her accidentally, so he quickly took her hand, checked it randomly, and saw that there was no injury, so he put it on his lips and kissed it My dear, I asked with distress: "Smile, does it hurt...?"

"It hurts..." Yi Xiao put on a straight face, obviously a little coquettish.

Zhan Yanke was terrified, and quickly said: "Where does it hurt, tell me, I'll call the doctor right away, huh?"

Yi Xiao didn't speak, she kept a straight face all the time, put her slender fingers in front of her body, fiddled with them mischievously, and rolled her eyes.

It was only then that Zhan Yan realized that the little girl was not in pain, but rather unhappy.

It was already a great surprise for Zhan Yan that Yi Xiao could come back. How could he dare to provoke Yi Xiao? He was able to coax her in a very low voice, cautiously, and flatteringly, and carefully watched every expression of Yi Xiao.

"Xiaoxiao, let's not be angry. You are right. I have bad eyesight. I didn't notice you. It's all my fault, okay?" He held Yi Xiao's hand tentatively, then put it on his lips and kissed it, feeling that it wasn't enough, and then blew.

"Well...the palms are red, I'll give you a blowjob, it won't hurt anymore..."

Yi Xiao raised her eyes and glanced at Zhan Yan, then withdrew her hand from his palm.

The action was a little disgusting, a little fierce.

Yi Xiao squinted her mouth, hummed softly in her throat, and then rubbed her palms.

Zhan Yan is out of control, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, you know, if Yi Xiao becomes awkward, she is the most difficult to serve, you can coax her, she will ignore you; if you don't coax her, she will wait for a while She also yelled that you didn't care about her anymore, deliberately left her alone, and finally held a grudge, and tried every means to torment you again.

Zhan Yan tugged at his hair, rolled his eyes twice, and saw that Yi Xiao was holding a spatula in his hand. He reached out and grabbed Yi Xiao's wrist, and hit his head hard. one time.

Yi Xiao was startled by his sudden movement, subconsciously tugged at his wrist, then trembled, and with a 'bang—', the spatula in his hand hit Zhan Yan's head accurately.

Yi Xiao frowned, and wanted to ask him if it hurts, but when the words came to his lips, he asked arrogantly: "Zhan Yan, what are you doing!" Madam brought me shoes, all of them are capable, right? "

After being yelled at by Zhan Yan, a dozen servants immediately lowered their heads, as if they had committed some heinous crime.

Yi Xiao cooked for him with good intentions, and brought him shoes. Who knew that he kicked her before he even looked at her. Of course, she couldn't be in a better mood.

Stretching out his hand to push Zhan Yan's chest away, imitating Zhan Yan's tone, he yelled, "You've just grown up, what are you doing with your eyes, and you just kicked me without looking at who it was, luckily I blocked it with my hand, or if it kicked my face, I will never end with you!"

The most important thing for a girl who loves beauty is her own face. Usually, Zhanyan would playfully twist her, and she would be puffed up, not to mention that she was almost slapped by slippers now.

Hearing what Yi Xiao said, Zhan Yan remembered that he almost hurt her accidentally, so he quickly took her hand, checked it randomly, and saw that there was no injury, so he put it on his lips and kissed it My dear, I asked with distress: "Smile, does it hurt...?"

"It hurts..." Yi Xiao put on a straight face, obviously a little coquettish.

Zhan Yanke was terrified, and quickly said: "Where does it hurt, tell me, I'll call the doctor right away, huh?"

Yi Xiao didn't speak, she kept a straight face all the time, put her slender fingers in front of her body, fiddled with them mischievously, and rolled her eyes.

It was only then that Zhan Yan realized that the little girl was not in pain, but rather unhappy.

It was already a great surprise for Zhan Yan that Yi Xiao could come back. How could he dare to provoke Yi Xiao? He was able to coax her in a very low voice, cautiously, and flatteringly, and carefully watched every expression of Yi Xiao.

"Xiaoxiao, let's not be angry. You are right. I have bad eyesight. I didn't notice you. It's all my fault, okay?" He held Yi Xiao's hand tentatively, then put it on his lips and kissed it, feeling that it wasn't enough, and then blew.

"Well...the palms are red, I'll give you a blowjob, it won't hurt anymore..."

Yi Xiao raised her eyes and glanced at Zhan Yan, then withdrew her hand from his palm.

The action was a little disgusting, a little fierce.

Yi Xiao squinted her mouth, hummed softly in her throat, and then rubbed her palms.

Zhan Yan is out of control, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, you know, if Yi Xiao becomes awkward, she is the most difficult to serve, you can coax her, she will ignore you; if you don't coax her, she will wait for a while She also yelled that you didn't care about her anymore, deliberately left her alone, and finally held a grudge, and tried every means to torment you again.

Zhan Yan tugged at his hair, rolled his eyes twice, and saw that Yi Xiao was holding a spatula in his hand. He reached out and grabbed Yi Xiao's wrist, and hit his head hard. one time.

Yi Xiao was startled by his sudden movement, subconsciously tugged at his wrist, then trembled, and with a 'bang—', the spatula in his hand hit Zhan Yan's head accurately.

Yi Xiao frowned, and wanted to ask him if it hurt, but when the words came to his lips, he asked arrogantly: "Zhan Yan, what are you doing!"