Sweet Wife, be Good!

Fang Lan said softly: "There are a lot of people who chase me, but this one is extremely enthusiastic. The other people all fell back when they saw your photo on my phone."

She took the initiative to hand over the phone, and on her screen saver was a photo of him and Youyou.

The man was very satisfied, and he hugged her in his arms, eroding her sanity bit by bit as if the kiss was not enough.

"Sister Lan!" The assistant shouted when he took the car back and saw no one.

Fang Lan's petite figure came out of Zhuang Shihao's arms, somewhat dazed: "I am here."

The assistant recognized Zhuang Shihao and smiled meaningfully: "It turns out that it is the brother-in-law here."

"Send us back to the hotel." Fang Lan said softly, a little embarrassed.

She and Zhuang Shihao sat in the back row, with the assistant driving in front. Both of them couldn't talk anymore, but her hand was always in his palm.

The night breeze was slightly cool, but his palms were hot, and his whole body was hot.

Fang Lan knew what that meant.

Her face was even redder, looking at the neon lights outside the window.

After arriving at the hotel, after registering, Zhuang Shihao and Fang Lan walked towards the room together.

He just held her hand gently, very calm and self-sufficient.

Fang Lan was so calm that he thought he had lost interest in himself.

As a result, after the door was opened, before closing, Zhuang Shihao pressed her against the door and continued the kiss.

It turns out that when I was walking on the road just now, all were respectful!

I haven't seen it for almost half a month. Zhuang Shihao is full of enthusiasm, and Fang Lan is a little bit unstoppable. Fortunately, thinking that there will be nothing tomorrow, she let herself fall into this and follow him up and down.

Zhuang Shihao hugged Fang Lan, who was asleep, and dropped a kiss. From now on, I will be there for your important moments.

...

After Fang Lan won this award, there were some reports in China, but because she was not lost to people in the entertainment circle, even though she was also on the hot search, the splash still quickly diminished.

However, this award is still very important within the circle, and Fang Lan's work has invited a lot more.

She sometimes gets busier than Zhuang Shihao.

Zhuang Shihao now has less time for socializing than drinking.

With his current status level, he really doesn't need to accompany too much alcohol. In the past few years, he has relied on that hard work to lay the foundation for his career.

Everyone knows that Mr. Zhuang’s refusal now is like this: “Don’t drink any more, and I have to pick up his wife from get off work at night.

In this way: "My wife doesn't like to smell the wine, she will have to hit the floor if she drinks it again."

There is also this: "I drank wine the day before yesterday, and my wife has ignored me until today."

Everyone just laughed, of course, and stopped persuading them after the laugh.

Someone asked, "Is President Zhuang planning to have a second child?"

Zhuang Shihao regrets: "My wife hasn't agreed yet."

The title of strict wife control cannot be removed from Zhuang Shihao's head.

Fang Lan hears rumors from time to time, and asks quietly every time: "Zhuang Shihao, am I so scared of me? I am in your heart, am I the dominatrix?"

"No, you are the gentle Lanlan, the fluttering butterfly, and the little cute I don't want." The man's earthy love words came with open mouth.

Fang Lan: "..."

Okay, well, she gave up.

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhuang Shihao had an urgent business trip.

There was a fire in a company abroad. The situation was very serious and it was a safety issue, so he rushed over immediately.