My Cold Gentle Husband

Yuan Huanchen is speechless: "Every woman you have slept has to marry you? You should have three thousand in the harem?"

Feng Rui gave her a deep look, no words, and the hand around her waist gently said: "I will take you to the bathroom."

Yuan Huanchen lowered her eyes and knew that she could not escape. She was smart and didn't struggle, but went to the bathroom.

After returning, the two lying on the bed, Feng Rui glared at her, as if to embed her whole person in his body.

Yuan Huanchen is crazy: "You release your hand, I have to suffocate."

"Sorry." Feng Rui's lips fell on her forehead.

Yuan Huanchen turned over and turned her back to her.

Feng Rui is still holding her, he whispered: "Yuan Huanchen, don't think about running away, you will take you back to the ends of the earth, I will take you back, sleep me, you will be responsible to me."

Yuan Huanchen: "This is not a woman's line?"

"Have you heard?" Feng Rui licked her waist.

Yuan Huanchen fried hair: "The old lady knows! Annoyed, do you want to sleep?"

"Hugh sleep." Feng Rui kissed her face on the side, holding her hand to tighten a few points, no longer any action.

In the darkness, Yuan Huanchen’s eyes are squatting.

The man's arm hugged her tightly, her delicate back against the man's warm chest, the man's smooth breathing.

This feeling is very strange. She suddenly feels very calm and unconsciously relaxed.

From the age of two, Yuan Huanchen was sleeping alone. When her mother died, she was still too young to know what it was like to be pampered.

Tonight is the first time Yuan Huanchen has been so hugged.

This state is like he loves her very much.

In the darkness, Yuan Huanchen’s lips showed a mocking smile.

Not to mention a man, even if she is, she will divide **** and love very well.

Not sleeping once or twice, there is love between the two.

And Yuan Huanchen is looking for someone who can fit her in the soul, a person who knows her and loves her very much.

That person is not Feng Rui.

Yuan Huanchen fell asleep in confusion.

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The next day.

Yuan Huanchen opened his eyes and entered the man's line of fortitude. When her eyes were clear, she could even see the shallow scum emerging from her chin.

She looked at the man's chin quietly.

"Wake up?" With the man's lazy voice, her lips were soft.

Yuan Huanchen returned to God and looked up at Feng Rui.

He just woke up, his face was smiling, a very charming smile. At that time, Yuan Huanchen seemed to hear something gently hitting his atrium, like a very strange feeling in his heart. Breeding.

Yuan Huanchen immediately climbed up and rolled out of bed.

Was she not facing her back before going to bed last night? Why did you wake up and face him?

And her hand seems to be still on his waist.

Yuan Huanchen rushed directly into the bathroom. She stood in front of the mirror and saw her face turned red.

Yuan Huanchen looked at himself in the mirror with wide eyes.

"Is it blushing?" she said to herself.

how is this possible?

Only she is happy with Yuan Huanchen’s blushing man?

She washed her face and went out of the bathroom.

It was a picture of a lively fragrance.

Feng Rui's lower body was wearing a black trousers without a trace of wrinkles. Although the long legs were wrapped in the pants, they were still eye-catching.

auzw.com His upper body is naked, and his face is facing Yuan Huanchen. Yuan Huanchen just saw his honey skin and strong back.

Her lips smirked: "Hey, it's pretty good."

Feng Rui just put on his shirt, is in a button, heard, turned around, lips with a smile: "Do you like?"

"Alright." Yuan Huanchen shrugged.

Feng Rui buttoned the last button and walked up to her, pressing her against the wall.

"You dry up"

Yuan Huanchen is trying to swear, and his lips are blocked by the man's lips.

"Hey, you didn't brush your teeth"

Yuan Huanchen is going crazy.

Although I didn't smell anything bad, but it's hard to be good if I think about it?

For a long time, the man let go of her, reached for her waist, and watched her wear her shirt. He said, "I have prepared clothes for you. After breakfast, we immediately went to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

"Oh." Yuan Huanchen was not salty and not light, and he shoved open the seal, "flash off."

She went to the sofa on the bed and sat down, her eyes turned and she was able to escape when she wanted to escape.

When Feng Rui came out of the bathroom, Yuan Huanchen had already dressed the clothes that the maid had sent.

It is a big red dress, very festive, and Yuan Huanchen is especially suitable for big red clothes. She is completely able to hold it, she is on the high heels, especially like the queen.

Feng Rui’s nephew was markedly stunning, and he did not hesitate to admire: “It’s beautiful.”

Yuan Huanchen gave him a disgusted look, as if to say - still use you to say.

She opened the door and Feng Rui followed her, her arms wrapped around her waist.

Yuan Huanchen licked his eyebrows and said nothing.

Who told her to choose him a year ago! Deserve it.

The two went downstairs, and the purple dress sat on the sofa. They saw that the two were so close, her eyes were slightly wide, and then I was very aware of the smile of the current affairs.

"Early, brother, nephew."

Yuan Huanchen didn't give face: "I am not your nephew."

Sealed purple: ""

Feng Rui’s face is still smiling with a smile: “It’s right now, we will go to the card after breakfast.”

Feng Ziyi: "" Her chin is falling.

Moreover, why does she look like her brother's wishful thinking, and the girl looks like it is very unpleasant?

The three were sitting at the table.

The purple dress sits in its own position and silently uses breakfast.

Yuan Huanchen is picking up the thorns.

"The egg is too old to eat, it's hard to eat!"

"What's added to this porridge? Unpleasant!"

"This is milk? Are you sure you are not using milk powder?"

"This pasta is all together! Are you feeding pigs?"

Sealed purple: ""

Feng Zi is almost like looking at Yuan Huanchen like watching God.

Because no matter how Yuan Huanchen’s picks are, the smile on Feng’s face is always reduced.

Feng Zi’s eyes were smashed several times, and I wanted to see if her high-ranking brother was down.

Obviously, it is still Feng Rui.

Because she echoed and said that the milk was too light, the sharp sharp eyes immediately stabbed.

Although Yuan Huanchen picks up her thorns, she won’t grieve herself. She sat up and squatted. She said, “Let’s go, it’s too late to queue up.”

Feng Rui sat in the position and looked up at her: "Would you really marry me?"

"Would you like to let me go?" Yuan Huanchen asked, and even a few traces of hope in the blind.