Leftover women marry wealthy families: different after marriage

Chapter 106
An Ran knew that he misunderstood, so she blinked and looked at him without explaining, just teasing him with her own eyes.

Zhao Yunfeng: "Hurry up and go to sleep."

An Ran: "Go to sleep, I didn't bother you."

Zhao Yunfeng: "If you don't sleep, you won't wake up in the morning. Living with someone like you for a long time will also disrupt my biological clock."

When An Ran looked up at him and felt puzzled, she saw that Zhao Yunfeng had already walked over, and An Ran was surprised: "What are you trying to do?"

Zhao Yunfeng ignored her dissatisfaction and protest, and directly carried her back to the bedroom, and put her on their large and spacious marriage bed.

An Ran finally came to her senses at this time, she smiled in her heart: This man probably has been out of office for so many years, it's been too long, now there is a ready-made woman beside him and it's still his woman, how could he still endure it? , he is a man.

Zhao Yunfeng rushed towards An Ran and was about to push her down.An Ran swiftly dodged, she blinked her eyes intentionally: "What are you going to do, is it just to do this after marrying me?"

Zhao Yunfeng was not polite: "Could it be that I married you to come back to see it? You don't see it."

Today's Zhao Yunfeng is obviously much gentler and more delicate than last night. He is no longer so indifferent and domineering and only cares about himself. Enron, in his fiery tenderness, a piece of red and moist like a delicate rose blooms in the his side.

But just like yesterday, Zhao Yunfeng almost kissed An Ran's cheek, but he didn't kiss her lips, it seemed that the taboo in his heart also formed a knot in An Ran's heart. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

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