Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   "Are you really angry?"

   "You wouldn't be so stingy, would you?"

   "Little uncle?"

  Han Xiaoye moved his face close to him while following him.

   "Why don't we go back, let's see now?"

   "Didn't you say you're tired? Go home."

   It means not to look at it. Han Xiaoye has never been a good-tempered person. Her character has always been bluffing and has a quick temper. Because I like him, I am extra sensible in front of him. She didn't feel that she had done anything wrong in this matter. Seeing that she was handed over to the steps, Fu Zhiyan still refused to go down. She was also angry and closed her mouth.

  The two of them went back to the parking place in silence, drove home in silence, and entered the house together.

   "Mr. Fu, Ono, are you back?" Aunt Liu just came down from the second floor and greeted her, "Have you eaten? If you don't, I'll make some."

  Han Xiaoye changed his shoes and waved his hand, "Thank you Aunt Liu, I ate outside in the afternoon."

   She looked at the man beside her subconsciously and wanted to ask him if he wanted something to eat. After all, he ate some snacks in the evening, and he didn't know if he was full.

   As a result, after Fu Zhiyan changed his shoes, he went upstairs without saying a word.

  Han Xiaoye was suffocated by his anger again. When he was a **** just now, he only cared whether he was full or not.

  Aunt Liu had lived with them for so long, and knew Fu Zhiyan's temper. When he went upstairs, he whispered close to Han Xiaoye's ear and asked worriedly, "Xiaoye, have you made President Fu angry again?"

  Han Xiaoye got angry when he said this, "Whoever makes him angry, the devil knows why he is angry."

She felt aggrieved and couldn't hold back the matter, so she told Aunt Liu about watching the movie, and then asked, "What did you say I did wrong? He gave in and said he was going to the movies, but he insisted on coming back, what can I do, I can't let me kneel down and hug his thigh and beg him to watch the movie together."

Aunt Liu heard that she was also angry, and it was difficult to talk to her, so she had to comfort her dryly, "President Fu has always been in that temper, don't bother with him, Madam said, Mr. Fu is just tough-mouthed and soft-hearted, just get some sleep. "

  Can Fu Zhiyan be hard-hearted and soft-hearted?

   If you want to say these words, you must be besieged by a group of people who have seen Fu Zhiyan's ruthless and ruthless heart.

  Rui Shi's President Fu is ruthless. If he is called hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, then there are really no hard-mouthed and soft-hearted people in the world!

  Han Xiaoye has never seen Fu Zhiyan's ruthless side, and he has never seen Fu Zhiyan's stubborn face twice. The most he has seen is his expressionless face and a cold war with himself. Therefore, I am noncommittal about Aunt Liu's comforting words. After talking to Aunt Liu again, she calmed down a little, said hello, and went upstairs.

   She was tired all day, and as soon as she entered the bedroom, she went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. Regardless of the person sitting at the desk, I dried my hair by myself, yawned and climbed into bed, and soon fell asleep and snored.

   "Snoring... snoring..." The snoring came one after another.

   The notebook that Fu Zhiyan opened couldn't be read any longer, and he closed it again with an ugly snap!

   She actually fell asleep!

   "Boom!"

   He closed the notebook with a loud voice.

   But someone is just like against him, and the snoring is also a little louder, "Snoring..."

  Fu Zhiyan was burning with anger!

   She really fell asleep!

   Still sleeping sweeter than usual!

  Fu Zhiyan's chest rose and fell violently, and for a moment he almost couldn't hold back his temper, and almost didn't pull up the heartless little woman who was sleeping on the bed.

   But because of his face, he held back again.

  Because he endured so hard that his chest cavity seemed to be congested with blood, and his heart clenched and ripped apart. It was extremely uncomfortable.

   He pulled away the chair in a distraught, took away the long-unsmoked cigarette on the desk, and opened the balcony door. He ran to the balcony to smoke a cigarette, calmed down and calmed down, and when he felt a little more comfortable, he opened the door and returned to the room.

"Hey." The little woman on the bed was probably blown by the cold wind he brought in. She unconsciously reached out and tugged at the quilt on her body, turned over, smashed her mouth, and plucked her face, and continued to sleep. Snoring.

  Fu Zhiyan froze for a long time, thinking he woke her up.

   As a result, I heard her snoring again, and the irritability that was finally suppressed came up again as if she didn't want money.

   Damn hooligans!

   She actually fell asleep!

   They were still in the cold war, he was still angry, she was able to fall asleep as if nothing had happened, and she slept so soundly! What does it say? It shows that she doesn't care whether he is angry or not.

  Han Xiaoye doesn't care about himself.

  Fu Zhiyan just thought about it, his heart seemed to be beaten heavily, and the whole atrium was suffocated!

   He recalled this period of time, and it seemed that the little hooligan was indeed extraordinarily quiet and well-behaved. Didn't the rascal think he was tired and wanted him to rest more, but didn't want to care about him at all?

  Fu Zhiyan's face turned colder.

   The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt, and the more he thought about it, the more upset he felt. I simply didn't think about it, and walked quickly into the bathroom to take a shower. After taking a shower, he felt refreshed. He pulled the quilt and slept next to him.

"Well."

   A fragrant soft body leaned over.

  Fu Zhiyan opened his eyes, but saw the little woman leaning over, smashing her mouth, and didn't wake up at all.

   He frowned and stared at the sleeping face like an angel for a long time, and finally seemed to be defeated. He reached out his hand helplessly, wrapped his waist around him, and clasped her in his arms. The empty heart from the beginning seemed to have found an organization, and it was filled. The irritability in his heart also seemed to have found an outlet, and it disappeared in an instant. Fu Zhiyan closed his eyes as if resigned. I thought it would be difficult for me to fall asleep, but I didn't expect to fall asleep quickly with the little hooligan in my arms...

  …

  Han Xiaoye was awakened by the heat.

   She slept halfway through, and the dream scene turned into a sea of ​​fire. She was the grasshopper who was put into the sea of ​​​​fire. She couldn't move and was tied to the very center of the fire. The fire below was raging, but it didn't burn her, but the heat kept rushing up, and she couldn't stand it.

  Han Xiaoye endured, endured, endured... Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly opened his eyes. At the same time, the script can push and kick.

   "Boom!" Something heavy fell under the bed.

   She was startled and sat up. When she saw what the 'thing' fell under the bed, she suddenly felt like a primary school student who had done something wrong, with a guilty conscience, "Little, little uncle, that... I didn't mean to."

  Fu Zhiyan was really mad at her, Jun's face was blue and white, and his face changed. Thin lips pursed into a straight line, got up from the ground, and returned to the bed, without saying a word during the whole process.