Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

'Snapped! ' The toilet door was closed.

   The space was already cramped, but it became even more cramped because two people were squeezed into it. It seems that even the breath is entangled in the breath of the other party.

  Plop!

  Plop!

  Plop!

  Han Xiaoye could almost hear her own heartbeat, no matter how much she restrained her heart from beating, the heartbeat was still louder and louder.

   "Sir, I'll give you the place..."

   Before he could finish speaking, a storm rolled up in the eagle eyes of the man in front of him! Like a vortex, it seems to be able to devour people.

   "Sir? Huh?"

  I haven't seen him for three years, and she actually called him Mr.

  Fu Zhiyan laughed in anger.

   He was born good-looking, and he looked even better when he smiled. That kind of good-looking, not simply to feel beautiful, but to attract people!

   But at this moment, Han Xiaoye really couldn't be tempted. She was so nervous, she hesitated, blinked her eyes and tried her best to pretend she didn't know, "Then... Uncle?"

   Uncle seems to sound a little older. She paused and decided to change her name, "Big Brother?"

   Such a down-to-earth name seemed a bit out of tune with the arrogant and noble man in front of her. She struggled for a second, but changed it to the most popular one, "This handsome guy, I'll give up my position... uh!"

  's **** little mouth was tightly held by the man!

   Her pupils instinctively enlarged in a circle!

  Fu Zhiyan is... kissing her.

  Fu Zhiyan, who is obsessed with cleanliness, kisses her face with half a catty of flour, two taels of blush, and three layers of lipstick? And it's still in the public toilet at the police station...

  Plop!

  Damn, stop jumping!

   The familiar mint fragrance that spreads across your lips and teeth, can't help but beat your heart.

  On the lips, it is soft to the touch and a little cool. Han Xiaoye's eyes were wide open. From her angle, he could clearly see his flawless face, closed eyes and fan-like eyelashes.

   Probably sensed her distraction, and the man with his eyes closed suddenly bit her lips fiercely.

   "Hmm." Han Xiaoye frowned in pain.

   In the next second, the arrogant man has forcefully opened her closed lips and teeth, hooked her little tongue, and kissed every inch of her lips like punishment.

   The tip of her tongue was numb from being sucked. She never knew that kissing could be so...so...so what.

   Even before kissing, he restrained his abstinence just like the Flower of the High Mountains. Even if he loses control occasionally, he will endure it at a critical moment. How could it be like this, it was as ruthless as it was to smash her to the bones.

  The oxygen in the lungs was squeezed out, so Han Xiaoye's mind was dizzy, and his body was naturally hot.

   Just when she was about to suffocate, the corner of her mouth hurt.

  Fu Zhiyan stretched out his hand to cover her bright eyes that had been open all the time, and rubbed her lips ambiguous and sultry, before suppressing the sultry feeling in her eyes, and let go of her expressionlessly. The originally nice voice became hoarse, and the **** sexy, like a tickling, hopeless, "Do you remember what to call me now?"

  Han Xiaoye originally had half of his soul floating outside. Hearing this question, he instantly recovered. Her eyes were covered, and although she couldn't see the expressions of the people in front of her, she had a brain. Listening to the tone of his speech, you can also hear seventy-eighty-eighty. But she didn't give up, she still wanted to do the last dying struggle, "...Uncle?"

   Uncle! Fu Zhiyan laughed angrily at her. He didn't bother to talk nonsense with her. He removed the palm that was blocking her eyes, stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and directly pulled out the messy things on her eyes.

   From the double eyelid to the false eyelashes, he pulled it mercilessly.

  Han Xiaoye's eyes hurt a little from his pulling, and he reached out to block it. Fu Zhiyan had seen through her reaction long ago, clasped her wrist with one hand, and continued with a cold face.

   Soon, the thick false eyelashes and double eyelid stickers were all removed. He pulled the man up from the toilet and took him outside.

   "Hey, what are you doing?"

  “…”

  Han Xiaoye struggled and was incompetent, and was dragged to the sink outside.

  Fu Zhiyan opened the water pipe, and the sound of rushing water sounded.

   Before she could figure out what he wanted to do, she was forced to wash her face.

   That was a real wash, the rushing water flushed on the cheeks, and it was icy cold. Fortunately, this is summer. If it is left in winter, it is estimated that the snot will freeze.

   Ya bastard, he turned his face ruthlessly after nibbling her mouth.

   is more ruthless than Diao!

   No matter how thick the makeup is, this simple and rude washing method can’t stand it. Soon, all the foundation on the face is washed away by the water.

  Han Xiaoye can't wait to wash her face for as long as a century, so that she doesn't have to think about what to say when she raises her head later.

   The ideal is very plump, but the reality is too skinny.

   In less than a minute, the water in the water pipe has been shut off. A small and delicate face appeared in the mirror.

  Fu Zhiyan narrowed his eagle eyes slightly, examining her changes inch by inch.

  After three years of absence, his once childish little face has grown, with a straight nose bridge, a small mouth, and the same pair of eccentric elf eyes, which are exactly the same as he imagined.

  Han Xiaoye was very uncomfortable being looked at by him. She looked left and right, but she didn't dare to look at him.

  Yah, he was obviously the one who couldn't help her first, she was afraid of a bird!

   is just scary.

   Just standing here, her nervous palms were all sweaty, the feeling of her heart beating like a drum, just like a primary school student seeing a teacher.

   But it doesn't seem to be exactly that, at least the elementary school students are just pure nervous when they see the teacher. And she, in addition to being nervous, is also shameful... joyful.

   That kind of joy has been there since the first second I saw him.

  Although Han Xiaoye is reluctant to admit it, she is indeed... **** happy.

   He even said he didn't love her anymore... She was so happy just seeing him.

   Her heart was sour.

   Muffled and a little dull.

   After three years of absence, she has not made any progress at all. There is no gorgeous comeback like the one played on TV, and no heart like black iron as written in the novel. She's still a jerk!

   But no matter how hard she is, she still has face and dignity. He has said that he doesn't love her, and he can't even let her entangle her and kill her!

   "Do you know what to call it now?"

  Han Xiaoye stubbornly pursed his lips, the makeup on his face had been pierced. She raised her head after completing the psychological construction, and grinned, revealing a bright smile with eight teeth, "Little uncle, long time no see."

   It's not Fu Zhiyan, it's not kissing her husband, it's... little uncle!

   Fu Zhiyan's eyes were dark and unclear, and when he saw her at the playground, the intimate 'man' following her side by side appeared in his mind, and his handsome face sank completely!

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