Run away from a wealthy family 99 times: President, please divorce!

Chapter 137

Poor Yin Hancheng was kicked out of bed by her.

"Yin Hancheng, you bastard, I didn't expect you to be a hypocrite." Yan Xinyi cursed angrily again.

"If I were a hypocrite, do you think you can still be intact now?" Yin Hancheng got up depressed and said angrily.

"Then why are you on my bed?" Yan Xinyi asked again.

"Heh, this is my bed, why can't I be in my own bed?" Yin Hancheng chuckled.

"You." Yan Xinyi was speechless, gnashing her teeth and staring at Yin Hancheng.

"What's wrong with me, I didn't touch you, are you disappointed?" Yin Hancheng teased and bullied him.

"Hehe, it's easy to discuss something. It's not good to be hands-on." Yan Xinyi surrendered.

Yin Han admitted but nodded, but did not move, looked into her eyes and asked softly: "Are you hungry?"

Yan Xinyi nodded subconsciously, noticing the evil look at the corner of his mouth, she quickly shook her head again.

"I'm hungry." Yin Hancheng pressed his forehead against hers, and asked with a smile, "Do you feel it?"

"Ah?" Yan Xinyi looked bewildered.

However, in the next second, she understood in an instant, blushing and afraid to look at him.

"Can you cook?" Yin Hancheng asked.

"Why?" Yan Xinyi asked without answering.

"What are you doing?" Yin Hancheng suddenly laughed, and played a homophonic melody: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Yan Xinyi didn't understand and continued to ask.

"What for?" Yin Hancheng approached slowly, and kissed her on the lips.

"What on earth do you want?" Yan Xinyi began to panic.

"Why?" In order to express the meaning of this sentence, Yin Hancheng added a word at the end: "Huh?"

"..." Yan Xinyi who reacted was petrified on the spot.

He, is he joking with her?

Would Yin Hancheng still make such jokes?

It simply overturned her perception of him.

She narrowed her dangerous eyes, taking advantage of her unpreparedness, she suddenly raised her foot and kicked over.

Yin Hancheng was kicked out of bed by her again.

"I'll send clothes over." Yin Hancheng stood up and said.

He regained his poker face, still so dignified and cold, gentlemanly and refined.

Yan Xinyi was about to refuse, but Yin Hancheng had already taken out his mobile phone to make a call

"Send a set of women's clothing to my room, the whole set, size?" Yin Hancheng was slightly taken aback, glanced at Yan Xinyi, and continued: "32C, yes, now."

"..." Yan Xinyi looked down instinctively with black lines on her face.

This guy can even tell the size of her little coat?

"What do you want to eat?" Yin Hancheng asked after changing a suit of clothes.

"Fried buns." Yan Xinyi thought for a while and said, "Another bowl of salty soy milk."

After a simple wash, after a short wait, breakfast was delivered.

Yan Xinyi was overjoyed when she saw the dish with vinegar and chili sauce.

(End of this chapter)