Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

As she asked, she reached out to help Zhao Zheng, pulled him into the house, and closed the door.

"You ... Do you manage it?" Zhao Zheng pushed the woman who was helping him, walked to the sofa, and fell down on the sofa.

The woman came over and looked down at him and sighed, "Hey, if you are not my husband, do you think I am willing to control you?"

She shook her head helplessly, bending over to help Zhao Zheng take off his shoes and socks, and his pants.

Zhao Zheng's mobile phone fell out of her pocket, she picked it up and lit the screen.

An unread text message appears on the screen, which is a credit card purchase notification.

Seeing the amount spent above, the woman's eyes widened and her voice became sharp, "Zhao Zheng, what did you do? It took 120,000 yuan?"

She stooped, stretched out her hand and held Zhao Zheng's shirt, questioning him.

"Noisy, you woman." Zhao Zheng stretched his hand impatiently and pushed the woman away, turned over, and turned his back to her.

When a woman thinks of the consumption of more than 120,000 on the text message, she can't calm down. The big sum is his salary in A year.

"Zhao Zheng, you must tell me clearly today, what did you do with 120,000?"

She moved Zhao Zheng's head with both hands.

Zhao Zheng was annoyed by her and got up.

The next second, while the woman might as well, slammed her to the ground, he bullied himself, pushed her clothes rudely, and buried her head in the woman's chest.

Even if he is drunk, he is also a man, and the strength of a woman cannot beat him.

He plundered wildly and seized.

"Xu Xuan ... Xu Xuan I love you ... call my husband ..."

...

The moonlight is boundless, and the black Ferrari sports car, with its open hood and dynamic music, runs on the unobstructed road.

In Su Shi's view, he was so handsome and cool.

She opened her daily ponytail, and then she lifted her head and shook her long hair.

The soft hair is flying in the evening wind, charming and wild, full of charm.

Ming Ansheng held the steering wheel in one hand, and the other arm rested on the window. The cheek was rested on the back of the hand, and the little finger was raised on the eyebrow.

The speed slowed down.

Su Shi turned his head in confusion. "Fast, it's too slow to be cool. On TV, those people are sitting on sports cars, and their hair is flying up."

She talked and stroked her hair as she spoke.

It's so active and smart.

Ming Ansheng laughed. "So you are letting your hair down to test whether your car is fast?"

His smile was full of petting.

Ming Ansheng thought that Su Shi would nod, but she rolled her eyes. "But Misaki said that it might be a pulling effect made by the special effect of fifty cents."

"Oh." Ming Ansheng was thundered by Su Shi's words.

He thinks that the character of this little girl is sometimes quite similar to that of Yan San.

Stimulate your interest, and then slam you in a basin of cold water.

Su Shi frowned, "What are you laughing at?"

"No." Ming Ansheng shook his head, then looked at Su Shi seriously, "Well, let's slow down, isn't it good?"

Su Shi drummed his cheeks and asked him, "Are you afraid?"

"I want to drive slowly." Ming Ansheng's eyes became deep, staring at Su Shi's small face.

In the moonlight, her black hair was enchanting, but the delicate little face was so pure and innocent that it felt like a crime to touch it with her hands.

A pair of big, smart eyes seemed to speak.

Suddenly he stepped on the accelerator with a deep foot, and the car rushed out at a rocket speed.

"Ah ..." Su Shi screamed excitedly.

About thirty or forty seconds later, Ming Ansheng slowly lowered his speed again.

Su Shi looked at him puzzled again, he smiled, "Well, shall we just be slower like this?"