One-marriage addiction: Mu Shao dotes on his wife in daily life

Xu Yihan heard Xia Yan's tone, is it reliable: "Just playing the piano?"

Dislike appeared in Xia Yan's eyes: "My friend, he runs a decent restaurant."

When Xu Yihan returned to Longyuan, it was already very late.

The lights in the living room were not turned on, Xu Yihan remembered that Mother Chen asked for leave early this morning and went back to her hometown.

Unable to see clearly, Xu Yihan groped in the dark and turned on the light. After changing her shoes, she took two steps forward, and a man suddenly appeared on the sofa.

Xu Yihan stepped back, and touched the vase on the cabinet next to her. She didn't put her hand down until she saw clearly that it was Mu Hanchen's face.

"Why don't you turn on the light." Xu Yihan calmed down and walked over.

"Are you in trouble?" Mu Hanchen said in a deep voice.

Xu Yihan thought about what happened during the day, she didn't want to ask Mu Hanchen for money, she would rather go out to work.

"No," Xu Yihan shook her head, her tone was natural, "By the way, I had dinner and came back a little late."

Mu Hanchen looked at her with gloomy eyes, and Xu Yihan always felt that he already knew something.

Mu Hanchen's gaze followed Xu Yihan's figure: "No matter what you encounter, the first person you think of is always me."

Xu Yihan said oh, and stood still. She heard Mu Hanchen's tone, which seemed a bit serious.

Xu Yihan thought about it later, but he couldn't think of who turned the game into sincerity first.

Mu Hanchen pulled her in front of him, unzipped her jeans, and Xu Yihan blocked his next move.

Mu Hanchen pushed her hand away, this was very normal for them.

Xu Yihan was not shy, she pursed her lips lightly: "Don't be here."

Mu Hanchen's voice was deep, with a seductive tone in his tone: "Mother Chen is not here today, what are you worried about?"

Mu Hanchen stretched out his hand and asked Xu Yihan to sit on his lap. After hearing this, Xu Yihan didn't say anything, and stuck to kiss the man's lips.

Mu Hanchen worked very hard today and for a very long time. Xu Yihan's body was tense for a few days. She tried to relax herself. She looked down and saw the thin sweat on the tip of Mu Hanchen's nose. The man's straight nose bridge was very pleasing to the eye.

Seeing her looking at him, Mu Hanchen put his chin on Xu Yihan's shoulder.

Xu Yihan's legs kept rubbing against the sofa. This posture made her have to move, which was uncomfortable. Xu Yihan felt that this time the feeling was stronger than ever before.

The corner of Xu Yihan's mouth overflowed, and Mu Hanchen's hand pressed her waist, and it felt like a tight grip.

Because Xu Yihan couldn't bear the pain, he hugged Mu Hanchen's neck and bit him on the shoulder.

Mu Hanchen carried Xu Yihan upstairs, from the bathroom to the sofa, and then back to the bed. His desire seemed to be unable to be completely released, and the burning passion permeated the entire room.

Afterwards, Xu Yihan watched him get up and Mu Hanchen put on his shirt, Xu Yihan didn't know what picture he thought of.

Mu Hanchen turned around and saw that Xu Yihan was not asleep: "Not sleepy?"

Xu Yihan opened his mouth at the right time: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Seeing her staring at him like this, Mu Hanchen asked, "Are you comfortable?"

Xu Yihan silenced himself.

Mu Hanchen sat back on the bed and put one hand on Xu Yihan's side. His voice made Xu Yihan's ears burn red: "Why didn't you dare to say it? Didn't you also react just now?"

Xu Yihan didn't want to discuss this with him, so he pulled the quilt over his body: "I'm sleepy."

Mu Hanchen found Xu Yihan's hand through the quilt, and pulled her to let her hand go up her leg. Xu Yihan shook and pulled his hand away, and a muffled voice came from under the quilt: "I want to sleep. gone."

Mu Hanchen let go of his hand, laughed in his throat, and then got up.

Xia Yan ate supper on the side of the road, and was about to go home at twelve o'clock.

Just about to take a taxi, a sports car stopped in front of Xia Yan.

Xia Yan watched someone lower the car window, and a familiar face appeared inside.

It was the male model she had photographed this afternoon, Wang Xuan.

Xia Yan bypassed the front of the car and went to the other side to hail a taxi.

Wang Xuan yelled at Xia Yan: "I was passing by and just met you, do you want to take you home?"

Xia Yan dismissively said, "I'm not interested in you."

"Would it be too hurtful for you to say that?" Wang Xuan laughed, his charming face was very attractive in the dark, "I've fallen in love with your friend, and I want you to help me."

Xia Yan's eyes were slightly cold, and then she turned her head: "Do you know her?"

"Didn't we get to know each other today?" Wang Xuan kindly invited Xia Yan into the car.

Boy, you are so naive.

Xia Yan sneered, trying to get Xu Yihan's idea, right?
Seeing that Xia Yan didn't speak, Wang Xuan pointed to his car: "Send you off, do you want to go?"

"Walk."

How could Xia Yan be afraid of such a thin-skinned and tender boy like Wang Xuan? She still didn't believe that Wang Xuan could do anything to her.

Wang Xuan chatted with Xia Yan on the road, talking about ordinary things, or just inquiring about Yihan, and did nothing along the way, and sent Xia Yan safely downstairs to the community.

Xia Yan got out of the car, but Wang Xuan didn't bother, he just put down the window and said goodbye.

Xia Yan waved her hands, turned around and prepared to go upstairs.

The headlights of a car on the side of the road were turned on and shone on Xia Yan. Xia Yan turned her head to avoid the dazzling lights. After the lights dimmed, she looked back and saw that it was Han Zimo's car.

Han Zimo put down a document in his hand, opened the door and got out of the car, and strode up to Xia Yan.

Xia Yan's eyes moved, seeing him approaching menacingly, she must have seen him just now.

Xia Yan still had no expression on her face: "It's midnight, are you here to scare people?"

Han Zimo narrowed his eyes: "Who was it just now?"

Xia Yan was proud of herself, but she didn't tell him: "Don't you like to check it yourself?"

Han Zimo unknowingly taunted: "Hmph, lonely?"

"Yes, I'm just lonely." Xia Yan said with a deep tone, "If I can't wait for you, do I want to live my whole life by myself?"

Han Zimo paused. Hearing Xia Yan's displeasure, he changed his tone and said, "What's the big deal? As for saying it's so serious?"

Xia Yan refused to give in, and Han Zimo didn't have that time to spend with her.

Xia Yan's eyelids moved, Han Zimo raised her chin, Xia Yan didn't take the initiative to contact him, he really missed her: "Tonight, come back with me."

"Where are you going?" Xia Yan asked coldly, "Do you want to open a room?"

Han Zimo didn't answer directly: "Don't speak so harshly."

Xia Yan also knew that she didn't want Han Zimo to give her any status, she was just angry with herself.

Seeing this, Han Zimo simply kissed Xia Yan's lips. Xia Yan resisted at first, but after a burst of passionate kisses, Xia Yan had nothing to insist on.

After getting in the car, Xia Yan sat down on a document, and when she took it out from under her body, she glanced at the words on it.

Xia Yan didn't pay attention to it.

When Han Zimo took the document away from her hand, he turned Xia Yan's head and made some movements. Xia Yan only saw the words such as DNA written on the few pieces of paper, and didn't think much about it.

The driver drove the car back to Han Zimo's villa.

In the early morning of the next day, Xia Yan woke up, and Han Zimo leaned beside him, holding Xia Yan in his arms.

Xia Yan turned her head and saw Han Zimo's room. She had only been here once.

Xia Yan heard Han Zimo's voice above her head, she was still a little sleepy: "My brother likes your friend, do you know that?"

Xia Yan's spirit was shaken, and she was no longer sleepy: "Xu Yihan?"

"Yes," Han Zimo looked down at her, "it's her."

Xia Yan didn't answer.

Han Zimo didn't know that the relationship between Xia Yan and Xu Yihan was so deep that no one could try to hurt it.Xia Yan couldn't hear what Han Zimo was thinking, so she could only think that he mentioned it casually.

Han Zimo touched Xia Yan's shoulder, and Xia Yan responded: "Your brother you are talking about is Han Zichen, right?"

Han Zimo laughed: "Do I have any other younger brothers?"

Xia Yan looked up at Han Zimo, and the hand on his chest slid down.

Han Zimo squinted his eyes, feeling quite stimulated, he clasped Xia Yan's wrist and pulled it back to his chest: "Your friend, don't you have any affection for Zi Chen?"

Xia Yan had some impressions of Han Zishen, half-believed: "Your brother, do you like her?"

Han Zimo raised his eyebrows: "Zi Chen proposed to her, but your friend obviously didn't agree."

Xia Yan's expression changed rapidly: "Really?"

Han Zimo nodded: "I won't talk about this kind of thing casually."

Xia Yan thought of something, but didn't speak.Since Xu Yihan decided to follow Mu Hanchen, she had to support him unconditionally, because Xia Yan knew that if it was on her, Xu Yihan would also support her in the same way.

Han Zimo looked at Xia Yan's expression, and he had seven or eight answers in his heart. Xia Yan put away his thoughts, and was suppressed by Han Zimo turning over.

Han Zimo untied the belt of his nightgown: "Okay, let's not talk about them, Zichen will take care of these things by himself."

After taking a shower, Xia Yan didn't stay for breakfast, and she left because it was still early.

After walking out of the villa, Xia Yan was still thinking about what Han Zimo said, if Han Zichen was really interested in Xu Yihan, then...

A man stood in front of her. Xia Yan raised her head, smelling the faint smell of alcohol, and saw Han Zichen staring at her.

Xia Yan stepped back half a step, Han Zichen looked somewhat similar to his brother.

Han Zishen recognized Xia Yan, and looked suspiciously at Han Zimo's villa. He had indeed seen Xia Yan walking out of it just now, so he stepped forward to confirm.

Although Han Zichen drank, he was not drunk.

Xia Yan collected herself and smiled her usual smile: "Morning."

Han Zichen was quite impressed with Xu Yihan as a friend: "Morning, Miss Xia, are you here to find my brother?"

Xia Yan didn't deny it, and turned her head to look at the villa, her eyes showed a bit of coldness: "So you have such a brother."

After Xia Yan finished speaking, she was about to walk away without explaining.

Han Zishen usually wouldn't care about it, but now, taking advantage of his drunkenness, he stretched out his hand to block Xia Yan's path, and his doubts did not diminish: "What are you looking for with my brother?"

Xia Yan pushed his arm away and sneered: "I'll warn him, don't bully Yihan."

six in the morning?

When Han Zichen heard Xu Yihan's name, his expression changed. He seemed not convinced, but Xia Yan's expression did not look like a lie.

After a taxi passed by, Xia Yan stopped her, bypassed Han Zi and sat in.

Han Zichen watched the taxi leave, stood there for a while, and walked to Han Zimo's villa.

Last night, Han Zichen and a few friends drank and played all night at a nearby bar. When he was about to leave in the morning, he thought that Han Zimo lived nearby, so he walked over.

The air is fresh in the morning, and the alcohol is easy to dissipate.

When Han Zimo went downstairs, the nanny made breakfast.