Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Yan Qingsi was disturbed in Yue Tingfeng's arms.

Yue Tingfeng was in front of Jin Xuechu, and kissed gently: "Good, all right, continue to sleep, it's still early."

Jin Xuechu's mood ...

Yue Tingfeng raised her eyes. "Not planning to go out yet? Want to keep watching us sleep?"

Jin Xuechu really wanted to ask, do you **** shame?

But what else can he say?

Jin Xuechu gritted his teeth and turned, and Yue Tingfeng said, "Trouble shut the door. It's still early, and we have to sleep."

Jin Xuechu's fists clenched, he really couldn't control his fist up, how could there be such a poor person in this world?

But ... Jin Xuechu still closed the door.

Yesterday, Jin Xuechu saw the photos of infusions sent by Yan Qingsi, and thought to her that when a woman is sick, it is when her psychological defense is weakest. No matter where she is from, he should come.

As a result ... there is no shortage of people around them.

He ... really affectionate.

No, he has always been self-confident, but he is also a cheap man.

The more Yue Tingfeng fights with him, the more aggressive he becomes. Yan Qingsi deserves all his energy to make a living.

......

Inside the house, Yue Tingfeng pinched Yan Qingsi's face: "It's pretty like pretending to sleep."

Slap, Yue Tingfeng's hand was severely patted, and there was a red mark on the back of the hand.

"Well, it's so fierce to start with."

Yan Qingsi sat up and rubbed her neck. She woke up early, but the situation just now, how to face Jin Xuechu, if she woke up, everyone would only be more embarrassed.

When Yan Qingsi got out of bed, Yue Tingfeng grabbed her wrist and took it home. He said, "You wet my clothes, you lose me."

Yan Qingsi glanced at his chest and grinned, "Your clothes, your poor ghost, dressed in my clothes, sleeping in my bed, what face do you have for me to pay?"

"I've been a human flesh pillow for you all night, so you treat me like that?"

Yan Qingsi opened up Yue Tingfeng's hand: "It's enough for you to spend the night without sleeping on the street. It's enough, and you can also bargain with me."

Yue Tingfeng followed Yan Qingsi to the bathroom, leaned against the door frame, and watched her brush her teeth to wash. He asked, "What's your plan?"

Yue Tingfeng's mood is very upset right now, just after packing up a Qin Jingzhi, and another Jin Xuechu, mother, let him not make a good girl.

Yan Qingsi brushed her teeth and said, "What to do? It's not you."

Yue Tingfeng walked forward two steps and hugged Yan Qingsi from behind: "You're willing to let me strike him?"

Yan Qingsi rinsed her mouth and wiped her mouth with a towel: "I don't like a person, so I won't give him hope."

Yue Tingfeng said half-truly, "What about me? You mean you like me."

Yan Qingsi turned around, raised his chin, and smiled at him: "Uncle, how are you the same?"

In the beginning, Yan Qingsi's sleepy girl was very purposeful when she heard the wind. This is Yan Ruke's man. She doesn't sleep white and doesn't sleep.

Yue Tingfeng's eyes became dark: "Now, I'm not Yan Ruke's man."

Yan Qingsi's hand touched Yue Tingfeng's chest: "But she likes you ..."

"What about Luo Jinchuan? He is the man Yan Mingzhu likes."

Yan Qingsi said lightly: "Compared to him, I think you are better, my aunt, not to mention ... Yan Mingzhu has been destroyed, Luo Jinchuan has been useless to me."