Rich and young love: wife, your son is lost

She is pitiful, she is most afraid of the cold, she calculated, this is just the day before menstruation, and it will hurt when she catches the cold.

Gong Jincheng glanced at her sideways, indifferent.

Shen Yiren understood that this man deliberately made things difficult for him.

I really don't know where I offended him.

She wondered if she had dug his ancestral grave in her previous life!

She sighed in her heart, and curled up on the chair in resignation.

Didn't it mean that the minimum temperature of the air conditioner is 16°?How could she feel like she was about to be frozen.

Hey, I can't afford to be hurt if I only wear a skirt!

Time passed by minute by minute.

Ten p.m.

Gong Jincheng had already fallen asleep.

Shen Yiren shivered from the cold, and carefully searched for the remote control.

I've searched everywhere I can, and nothing.

What he couldn't find was around Gong Jincheng, under the pillow, under the quilt, and so on.

She carefully observed his sleeping face, stretched out her hand and raised it in front of his eyes, but there was no response.

He must be fast asleep.

Shen Yiren's eyes flashed, and he quickly put his hand under his pillow.

She touches and touches, no...

No remote found.

inside the quilt...

This made her a little embarrassed, this kind of search could easily touch his body.

At first she was nervous, afraid of waking him up.

However, after trying several times, he didn't respond.

She immediately felt relieved.

She searched and searched, as if she had touched the edge of the remote control, and the devil actually held the remote control in her palm.

This is too confusing.

He wanted to freeze her to death.

She gritted her teeth resentfully in her heart, and then started to touch the remote control again.

It may be because he fell asleep, but he didn't hold it tightly.

She slowly reached out her hand, and suddenly, his hand moved...

She was startled and froze all over, this guy must have woken up.

However, after a while, there was no response.

She was relieved.

In order to get the remote control more completely, she simply climbed onto the bed and knelt on the bed.

Seeing that she was about to get the remote control, but she didn't want to, a big hand suddenly hit her, and then her whole body was caught in the quilt.

"Ugh... ah..." she let out a low voice.

Her legs tightened, and it was Gong Jincheng who put her legs on top of her.

"Let go, let me go!" She wanted to cry but had no tears, how could this happen.

He wouldn't think he was seducing her again.

God knows, she was about to freeze, and besides, her stomach was starting to hurt.

If she doesn't warm up a bit, she can foresee her miserable tomorrow!

Gong Jincheng snorted, Fangfo woke up from his sleep, "What are you doing?"

"..." Shen Yiren sighed in her heart, "Look for the remote control!"

"Oh, the remote control!" Gong Jincheng suddenly opened his eyes, raised the remote control in his hand, and then, in front of Shen Yiren, threw the remote control towards the window.

"Okay, the remote control is gone, what are you going to do now?"

He smiled and said, let the Buddha go to the devil.

Shen Yiren looked at the remote control that disappeared into the window. This was not a trick, she could see clearly that he really threw the remote control out.

Shen Yi was so angry that she couldn't speak, "You..."

"Okay, don't look for the remote control now, you can go to bed!" Gong Jincheng pulled the quilt and wrapped himself tightly.

Without thinking about it, Shen Yiren pulled his quilt over and covered himself.

Why is she abusing herself.