Yan Shao's little cute wife is super sweet

Chapter 112 How about we register for marriage?

"Who did you text with just now, your fiancé?" Yan Zhi chewed slowly, while asking thorny words: "If you can't wait to get together with him, don't come here to envy your love, I don't Love it!"

"Ye Qianqian, she hasn't contacted me for a few days and thought something happened to me. I chatted with her and told her that I went back to Spain. Don't talk about your fiance, okay. The relationship between me and Yan Ze is not what you imagined. As in the movie, don't think about it."

Si Jin explained in a low voice, Yan Zhi's eyes lit up: "It's not what I imagined, so what?"

He was engaged to someone else, and the engagement banquet was so grand that everyone in the city knew about it. This bad woman told him not to think that he was a three-year-old?

"Anyway, it's not what you think in your mind." Sijin said vaguely: "I am innocent and have never been touched by anyone. Then if you feel uncomfortable, why don't we go to register today Get married, so the fiancé is nothing?"

Sijin brought the blown millet porridge to Yan Zhi's mouth, blinking his eyes to come up with an idea, with a happy expression of Big Big Wolf kidnapping.

Yan Zhi narrowed his eyes, "I won't marry a woman who has a marriage contract, I Yan Zhi can't afford to lose that face!"

After speaking, he swallowed the millet porridge fiercely, and stared at her fiercely with his coquettish eyes, with an expression of wanting to swallow her alive.

Si Jin suddenly shuddered in horror.

"Then don't be so excited, you vomit blood when you get excited, you want to scare me to death. Anyway, you just need to be relieved, I am not a white-eyed wolf, this time I did something wrong, no matter how you treat me in the future, I will forgive you once , will it work?"

Yan Zhi snorted coldly, feeling a little better in his heart.

His usual arrogance flared up.

"I don't care if you have a fiancé or not. You are raised by me, so you can only serve me every day. Otherwise, I will raise you for nothing? Let me tell you, if you dare to flirt with that son of a bitch Yan Ze, I will kill you." He, let you cry over his grave!"

He pointed to the cold chicken soup next to him, narrowed his dangerous eyes, and leaned back in a lazy and elegant posture: "Feed me that."

Sijin hurriedly put down the millet porridge that was almost finished, picked up the chicken soup, bowed down and gave him the chicken soup with an apologetic smile.

He said in a chirping voice, "This chicken soup tastes so good. I have stewed it for five hours."

Yan Zhi looked at her silently with a cold face, his coquettish eyes stared at her action of serving soup, suddenly his eyes darkened, and he grabbed her hand.

"How?"

Sijin looked at the wrist he suddenly grabbed, she subconsciously wanted to retract, but he refused to let her, and her tone became sullen: "Say!"

"Oh, I accidentally burned it."

Sijin pursed her lips in anger, and her heart suddenly sweetened, he still cared so much about himself, he made a fuss over the slightest things, it was just being scalded by the purple casserole while serving the soup, it was no big deal.

Sijin thought so in her heart, but her tone gradually became aggrieved.

"I was thinking about you at that time, but people thought you were too preoccupied, and I got burned without paying attention."

"Why are you so careless, does it hurt?"

He stroked her scalded soybean-sized skin, his cool fingertips, his movements were so gentle, Sijin's heart felt hot, his nose sore, and he yelled cowardly: "It hurts."

A single word is the magic weapon she uses to make him soft-hearted.

Si Jin has always known that this little magic weapon is extremely effective when used on Yan Zhi.

She sometimes thinks that Yan Zhi is really kind to her, he is afraid of breaking if he holds it in his hand, he is afraid of melting if he holds it in his mouth, and he is afraid of losing it in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)