Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   In the blink of an eye, it was a week before the exam.

Qin Fang has roughly gone through the content that Han Xiaoye will learn this semester in this month. If it weren't for the fact that there are not many courses in the university now, and the content is not much, he might not finish it. .

  The week before the exam is a key week known to all university students. In order to pass the final exam smoothly, Han Xiaoye decided to go to the long-lost A University this week, and by the way, he found an opportunity to talk to Jiangning.

   Her belly is more than six months old and looks a little bulging. But fortunately, she is long and slender, and she wears a larger piece of clothing to block her, so she won't be able to tell if she doesn't take a closer look.

   It's been a long time since I went to school, Han Xiaoye was a little excited. I rummaged through several clothes in the closet, and picked a lake blue skirt. That skirt is a Korean version of the one-line neckline that is popular this year. It has small exposed shoulders and can cleverly cover the stomach. Below, she matched a pair of strappy clip-on sandals, with **** thin straps tied around her ankles, which looked immortal and beautiful. It was the first time for Han Xiaoye to wear this type of shoes. She took a few steps in the room uneasy. After she found that it was better than the small white shoes she usually wears, she couldn't help but sighed that a big brand is a big brand, a pair of More than 3000 small sandals are indeed different from more than 30 on Tb.

  Fu Zhiyan woke up in the morning and saw her fiddling in the room excitedly, and when she came out of the shower, the fiddling little woman hadn't stopped.

  Han Xiaoye wiped his face, saw him come out, his eyes lit up, and he turned around in front of him.

   "Little uncle, does it look good?"

   She has fair skin and is most suitable for wearing light-colored clothes. This one happens to be light-colored, and it is the lake blue that brightens the skin the most. Wearing it on her makes her fair and smooth skin, and the delicate collarbone exposed in a small way adds a touch of femininity.

   "Little uncle, how are you, do you look good?"

  Han Xiaoye is a little nervous. She personally thinks it looks good, but she thinks it doesn't count, and Fu Zhiyan thinks it looks good.

   But what is it that he keeps staring at himself and doesn't speak?

   Is it good-looking or not?

   Instead, give a letter of approval. If it doesn't look good, she will hurry up and change it.

   "Little uncle, isn't it pretty?" After a long delay, Han Xiaoye has become a little uneasy from the initial confidence.

  The stern man withdrew his gaze, pursed his thin lips and said, "What's wrong with your shoulder?"

   What happened to her shoulders?

  Han Xiaoye took a picture in front of the mirror, no problem.

   She also deliberately wore a mid-sleeve, which just covered her slightly scarred arm. The arms are covered, and the shoulders are not injured, of course, beautiful.

   "No problem. Uncle, what are you talking about?" Han Xiaoye was surprised.

  Fu Zhiyan didn't bother to tell her, so he walked straight to her, pulled up the clothes that she straddled over her shoulders, covered the white slippery shoulders that had just been exposed, and said lightly, "Okay."

  Han Xiaoye was completely stunned by him, and he reacted immediately. He looked in the mirror and pouted, "Little uncle, it doesn't look good in this way, it doesn't look as good in it as before."

   "Guoben looks better, do you want to run naked?" Sharp, iceberg and irrefutable.

Han Xiaoye was unconvinced. He walked around in front of him and used his mobile phone to pull out Baidu photos for him, "How can one-word shoulders be compared with naked-boom? The nature of the two is different. You see, one-word shoulders have become popular this year. , there are many girls who wear it."

   She pointed to Baidu Encyclopedia, "Did you see it, it says that this is the most popular element for spring and summer 2016."

   "Or just wear it like this, or change another one." The man who opened the wardrobe, took off his bathrobe and changed his shirt, was calm and unmoved.

Han Xiaoye's teeth were itchy, and he argued, "Don't you just think it's indecent to show your shoulders? This is the 21st century, what's wrong with showing your shoulders? Going to the swimming pool and the beach is not wearing a bikini. Walk around. Isn't that revealing more than it is now?"

  The arrogant man buttoned up the buttons on his sleeves, and he made simple movements with graceful elegance.

   He put on a suit and leather shoes, and he was instantly extravagant.

   Qingjun's Dan Fengyan glanced at the little woman who was bulging and waiting for him to give an explanation, "The swimsuit you wear to the beach is no more exposed than it is now."

  Han Xiaoye suddenly remembered the children's swimsuit he bought for him back then, which made her laugh at Gu Qingshen for a long time, and suddenly became bored and blurted out, "Who said that, I didn't just go to the beach with you alone!"

   As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she regretted it.

   As expected, the temperature in the room dropped suddenly.

   The man who was talking to her just now ignored her, Han Xiaoye was so in pain, he wanted to slap himself twice.

   Call her a slut, is it alright? Did you hit a hornet's nest?

   "Little uncle, don't think wildly. I still like you when I'm abroad. I think of you when I eat and sleep."

  It’s okay not to explain. The more you explain it, the darker the description, the more you want to cover it up.

   Sure enough, not only she felt this way, but Fu Zhiyan also felt it. She had ignored her at first, but now her eyes narrowed dangerously, she took her words coldly, "Want me and then go to the beach with someone else?"

  Han Xiaoye's heart skipped a beat, "They're all girls friends, my classmates studying photography in Cambridge, Xueba can testify for me!"

   "...So, you told me that Ye Chen was also there?" Fu Zhiyan's face was black and he fought with the bottom of the pot.

  Han Xiaoye, like a parrot whose tongue was cut off, was stupid for one second, and ready to talk nonsense the next. It's a pity that the cold-faced man ignored her at all. With a sullen face, he opened the bedroom door and went out.

   "Why are you so stingy. You didn't say you didn't love me first. Who knew you were coerced by Ji Shuya at that time?" Han Xiaoye murmured in a small voice. After complaining, he followed downstairs depressed.

   Downstairs, Feng Yaqin and Mo Xiaxia got up and were having breakfast.

   Feng Yaqin saw Han Xiaoye, and greeted her with a smile, "Xiaoye, hurry up, hurry up, come, I have prepared red eggs for you."

  Fu Xiaoyao turned his head with a piece of toast in his mouth. After seeing Han Xiaoye, Xiaodanfeng's eyes lit up and flattered without hesitation, "Wow, Mommy, you are so beautiful today. You look like 18 years old!"

Han Xiaoye glanced at the man who didn't respond from beginning to end, sat next to Fu Kitten, tapped his little head, stinky fart, "Stinky boy actually told me to be so old? Am I just 16 years old? ?"

   Kitty Fu laughed and said following her, "Mommy is the youngest and most beautiful."

   "Yes, you should keep this sentence for your little wife." Han Xiaoye teased him.