Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Fu Zhiyan's Danfeng eyes flashed with embarrassment, but he concealed it well, and the light shone on his outline, which was terribly good-looking. His voice was softer, hoarse and pleasant, "Didn't I punish you for standing outside the classroom last time and make you lose face in front of your classmates?"

   "You also know that that would make me lose face?" Han Xiaoye was aggrieved and couldn't help muttering.

   Although her voice was low, but the two were so close, how could Fu Zhiyan not hear them. His stubborn jaw tightened a bit again, "I know, but I thought you forgot your class time, and you didn't answer the phone, so..."

   He rarely explains what he does, even at work. He suddenly asked him to explain that Fu Zhiyan was not used to it, Danfeng squinted his eyes, the tail of his noble eyes was slightly raised, like a swallowtail butterfly with fluttering butterfly wings, "There is still the afternoon, I didn't want to humiliate you. Those two questions , I thought you could answer."

   "So you're helping me save face?"

"Yep."

  “…”

  Han Xiaoye is not an unreasonable person, although Fu Zhiyan's method of helping her regain her face is too... rude. But she also knew that she was the one who hung up on him wrong first. But then he was so heartless that she couldn't help but lose her temper with him. At this moment, Fu Zhiyan took the initiative to speak, even if she still had a little pimple in her heart, she was not so uncomfortable anymore.

   But she was not stupid and immediately went to tell him.

   Just kidding, Fu Zhiyan took the initiative to speak.

   That is the probability of Mars hitting the earth, okay? If she let it go, her brain would really be kicked by a donkey!

  Han Xiaoye blinked slyly, his eyes were immediately filled with grievances, and his voice was suppressed as if he was extremely depressed, "Then why did you tell the boss of the hot pot restaurant that you are my uncle?"

  Fu Zhiyan's heart softened, knowing that the rascal was pretending, or following her words, in a hoarse voice, "I thought you wanted me to be your uncle."

   "What if I hope? Are you really going to be my little uncle?"

  “…”

He didn't speak, Han Xiaoye really pressed his throat this time, staring at his eyes, "What if I hope? Do you really want to be my uncle?" If he dared to say yes, she would... He, and then hit the tofu to kill himself!

  Fu Zhiyan seemed to see through what she was thinking, and his deep eyes were as wide as the stars, "No, Jet\'aime." The strange pronunciation, like English, but not like English.

  Han Xiaoye was shocked, the sweetness of suffocation hit his heart and spread from his limbs. She has never been so happy before, that kind of happiness is like flying to heaven, erratic, and has an unreal feeling. It's like drinking Sprite in summer, turning on the air conditioner in winter, and discovering an oasis in the desert!

   Her eyes were really red, but her mouth was raised uncontrollably, and she couldn't hold it down even if she wanted to. Suddenly she raised her head, bit the man's thin lips suitable for kissing, her eyes were sparkling, "Little uncle, let's have sex."

   DO…LOVE!

   Fu Zhiyan's brows twitched, and Han Xiaoye knew that he was going to train himself to do it first, like a monkey, hanging on a man. Little Mouth pouted without restraint at all, pouted on his thin lips, and stuck out his naughty tongue to lick the corners of his mouth, trying to pry his mouth open.

"Little uncle, let's do it, let's do it! Don't you want to do it?" She stuck to him like a kangaroo, of course she could feel the subtle changes in his body, her eyes rolled, and she moved shamelessly, "We Let's do it, let's do it, okay? Didn't you say before that we'll do it as long as I get into college? I've all passed the exam, and so is my aunt. Let's do it." She now has an unreal feeling of being dreaming , like flying to the sky, fluttering, can't help but eagerly want to prove it.

  Fu Zhiyan's temple jumped wildly twice, and pulled her away with a blank expression, "Han Xiaoye."

"Uh-huh."

   "Do you know how to write Jinzhi? A girl, don't talk about doing it all day."

   "Spear Imate Temple." He didn't even blink his eyes.

Fu Zhiyan choked, and his thin lips were immediately bitten by someone. Han Xiaoye didn't feel that he was unreserved at all, and continued, "Why can't you just talk about it? What's wrong with doing it, we're already together, you It's not a married man, and I'm not a married woman, we do what is right. Animals have breeding seasons, and people have physiological needs. Besides, practice is the primary productive force."

She took out a small dark blue square box from the bedside table, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, "This was bought by my uncle when he was drunk last time. People said that he told the truth after drinking, and he bought it after drinking, indicating that he also wanted to lead by example. And my practical practice to test the quality of my country's plastic products."

   She is full of yellow-violent mouth like a little hooligan, but her delicate little face is very painful. Being so provoked, it's not that men are too cheap to be indifferent! Fu Zhiyan stared at the red and beautiful mouth that closed, his eyes darkened suddenly, "Are you sure you want to lead by example?"

"Sure!" Han Xiaoye was afraid that he would regret it, and nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, but suddenly seemed to remember something, glanced down his lower abdomen and hesitated, "Little uncle, you are still sick. , can you do it?"

   No man would want to hear the words "No". Fu Zhiyan's face darkened, he grabbed her little hand forcefully, "You can try."

Who is Han Xiaoye? He is a typical enemy who doesn't move. She moves, the enemy doesn't move. Feed the dog, Blind Karaka, Blind Karaka! ! ! Omg the enemy is moving! ! Immediately cowardly...

   She was shamefully ashamed, and in order to hide her lack of confidence, she pouted the thin lips of the noble man again, grinded it with her teeth, spat it out again, raised her chin, "Little uncle."

"Yep?"

   "I just ate pig brain flowers and didn't brush my teeth." Who asked him to be so nice! Without revenge, she simply can't get over that hurdle in her heart!

   "..." Fu Zhiyan's face stiffened.

Han Xiaoye rolled out from his left side. The eccentric elf's little face was still a little red. He put on his slippers and ran to the door. He turned his head and bared his teeth, "I'll brush my teeth and wait for me to come back." The person who had a chance to speak, opened the door, and ran away in a hurry.

   She didn't see it, the man on the bed's eyes sank darkly, and he looked down at him with a headache. He got up and opened the bathroom door. Then open the shaggy head and take a shower again...