Young Master Chu’s Guide to Spoiling his Wife

"The police are also good or bad. How do you know that the police in front of you are not the black police?"

Han Yi smiled evilly, and the tone of his words became strange.

"By the way, why did you leave the monitor in my house before?"

He brought up old things again, making Chi Xingran's originally restless heart even more disturbed.

"It hasn't been long since I came to Kun City. Let alone there are no women here, even in City B, no women dare to say that they have any emotional entanglements with me. Therefore, your previous rhetoric is totally unfounded. In that case. , Who entrusted you to do this? Chen Lei? Or, Zheng Mingcheng?"

As soon as Zheng Mingcheng said the three words from Han Yi, Chi Xingran thought about how to conceal her desire to act, but her eyes still flashed involuntarily, allowing Han Yi to see the flaw.

"It seems that Zheng Mingcheng should be right." Han Yi smiled coldly, lowered his hand gently, and stopped Chi Xingran's lower abdomen.

His slender fingers are on the edge of his clothes, as if they could slip off at any time.

"I don't know what you are talking about. My uncle is so good, why should I watch you?" Chi Xingran pretended to be calm and refused to admit it.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know now, there will be a lot of time for you to understand in the future."

After Han Yi said this, his hand suddenly loosened and let go of her. In the blink of an eye, before Chi Xingran could react, the quilt was already covering both of them.

Han Yi lay beside her, but he was very regular and didn't touch any part of her body.

"Here is a quilt, make do for the night, and take you back tomorrow morning. If you don't want to, just roll to the living room and sleep by yourself."

Han Yi adjusted a comfortable posture. After speaking, there was no movement and he really fell asleep. Chi Xingran didn't dare to move for a while, and he was breathing carefully. Finally, when she was sure that Han Yi was asleep, she slowly let out a sigh of relief.

This man...so dangerous.

Chi Xingran's technique of interrogating prisoners is not unlearned, but without his courage, the effect is simply one above the other. Fortunately, he took the initiative to stop, otherwise she could not guarantee that she would be tricked by him.

Leaning tightly against the bed, Chi Xingran was basically alert to the past in the first half of the night. But in the middle of the night, I couldn't make it up, so I fell asleep.

The next morning, she fell to the ground and woke herself up. Han Yi opened her eyes slightly when she heard the movement, and the smile raised at the corner of her mouth made Chi Xingran feel inexplicably complicated.

Looking at the alarm clock, it was not too early at half past six, so the two of them got up altogether.

Chi Xingran was thinking of Chi Xingchen in his heart, and wanted to go back and see him soon. Han Yi kindly sent her back, confirmed that no one was watching before letting her get out of the car, and watched her enter the corridor and drove away.

Chi Xingran went upstairs, but Chi Xingchen still did not come back. Zheng Mingcheng looked at her dissatisfied and waited for her explanation.

Chi Xingran looked down, remembering what Han Yi said last night.

"I went to the hospital last night, because I was allergic, so I stayed there for injections."

With a low voice, he explained to Zheng Mingcheng why he did not come back.

"When I came back early in the morning, I saw Dabao surrounded by a group of people downstairs. Uncle Cheng, such a big movement, I don't believe you didn't hear it."

Lifting his eyes to meet him, Chi Xingran asked word by word: "Did you arrange something for him that I don't know about?"