President Satan, don't love me

Chapter 21 Good Night, Husband
She froze in place for a long time.

Qiao Yuchen shouted: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you leave?"

She stood up and followed sullenly.

Looking at his back, she felt disgusted from the bottom of her heart.

No, she would never want him, never let him succeed.

Thinking of something, she winked, and there was a way.

The two entered the room one after the other, and Aunt Cao had already prepared dinner.

"Miss An, dinner is ready."

"Aunt Cao, thank you for your hard work. Let's add another pair of bowls and chopsticks. Qiao will always eat here tonight."

"Ok."

Dinner was light.

After the operation, An Ran couldn't eat anything too meaty.

Qiao Yuchen didn't choose anything, so he ate with her.

After eating, Aunt Cao cleared the table and was arranged by Qiao Yuchen to go out.

As soon as Aunt Cao left.

Qiao Yuchen looked at An Ran with pursed lips: "Will you wash first, or should I wash first, or wash together?"

An Ran smiled calmly: "Mr. Qiao, I am a patient who just had his liver cut and saved someone else."

"I asked the doctor, in your case, just don't be tired."

An Ran gritted her teeth and came prepared.

"Mr. Qiao is not afraid, and I left without saying goodbye like last time?"

"This is your home."

An Ran nodded: "Well, that makes sense, then I'll wash it first."

She said and walked upstairs.

An Ran guessed that Qiao Yuchen would not wait for her outside all the time.

After all, there have been two experiences.

She takes a bath very slowly, very slowly.

So much so that I was dizzy in the bathtub.

Suddenly there was a dull knock on the door, "Do you need me to go in and wash it for you?"

"I'm coming out now."

She put on her bathrobe, put her phone on the sink, and walked out.

As expected, he has also finished washing, with only a bath towel wrapped under his body.

He hooked his lips evilly, picked her up horizontally, walked to the bed and put her down.

"Aren't you going to resist?"

"Is resistance useful?"

"It's useless."

"So, why should I sweat all over and make both of you unhappy," she pointed to the lamp, "I just ask, Mr. Qiao, turn off the light."

Qiao Yuchen wrapped his arms around his body and turned off the light.

An Ran exhaled, and closed her eyes.

Qiao Yuchen's kiss fell, almost suffocating her.

An Ran only felt a wave of nausea in her heart, she tightly pulled the bed sheet with her hands, neither responded nor resisted.

She counted silently in her heart, one, two, three... 27.

Qiao Yuchen's cell phone rang.

At first, Qiao Yuchen ignored it.

An Ran pushed his shoulder: "Go ahead and answer the phone, the night is long anyway, and there is plenty of time."

In the darkness, Qiao Yuchen's cold snort came.

He got up from her, picked up the phone sideways, opened it and picked it up.

On the other end of the phone, An Xin's delicate cry came.

"Yu Chen."

"what happened?"

"Yu Chen, I miss you, I've been waiting for you, why didn't you come to see me tonight, do you... hate me, I live for myself, use up my liver, do you think I'm very hateful."

Qiao Yuchen frowned, and an impatience flashed across his face: "Don't think about it, I have something tonight."

"I want to see you, come to me now, okay, Yu Chen, I can't live without seeing you for a day, I know I'm annoying, but... but me, cough cough cough."

"you caught a cold?"

"There was a bit of wind in the afternoon, and I felt a little cold."

He got out of bed and turned on the light: "Who took you out, wait, I'll come right away."

After hanging up the phone, he threw the phone on the bed and began to get dressed.

An Ran has already wrapped herself tightly with a quilt.

She looked at his quick movements: "It seems that I am not the one who escaped this time, we are even."

Qiao Yuchen glanced at her: "Go to rest early."

"Okay, good night, husband."

An Ran pursed her lips and smiled, her face was alienated and indifferent.

This was Qiao Yuchen's least favorite look.

However, he didn't care about it, picked up his bag and left the room.

Hearing the sound of a car coming from downstairs, An Ran got up, wrapped her bathrobe and walked into the bathroom.

She picked up the phone on the sink.

An Xin's number is displayed on the screen.

Just now, before she came out of the bathroom, she dialed An Xin's number...

(End of this chapter)