Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

It's just that after so many years, he is habitually deceiving himself.

Every time he just told himself...it doesn't matter, she still needs time...

But the days passed day by day, but time did not bring much change.

……

Han Yanran drove out with Han Xiaomei, without any expression on her face from the beginning to the end.

Han Xiaomei, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, smiled brightly, wishing she could drive by herself, "Hurry up, the breakfast will be cold if you wait any longer."

Han Yanran's exquisite face was laziness, she held the steering wheel with one hand, and her pretty eyes glanced at her sister beside her, especially at the heat preservation box in her hand.

"I said Han Xiaomei, you went to my parents and made a fuss about coming to my place, just to let me send you to a poor man for breakfast?"

Han Yanran felt a little angry about getting up, and felt very unhappy.

Han Xiaomei sweetly covered the heat preservation box in her hand, "I prepared this specially for Brother Ziyang."

"And what about my breakfast?"

Han Xiaomei pursed her lips, "Sister, you can eat it by yourself later, why do you want to grab brother Ziyang's breakfast? I got up early in the morning and asked the kitchen to prepare it."

"Heh!" Han Yanran curled her lips with disdain, "Is it made by the kitchen? I thought you made it yourself, so I'm a little disappointed."

Han Xiaomei: "When I learn it well, I will make it myself for brother Ziyang to eat."

"Yes, hurry up, it's best to poison him directly."

Han Yanran changed her hands to hold the steering wheel, her foot on the gas pedal slammed down, the car engine roared, and she rushed out.

Wait for the car to arrive at the place.

Han Yanran looked at Han Xiaomei who was holding an insulated box, and went to ring the doorbell in a foolish way, got out of the car angrily and followed.

"Who?"

"Brother Ziyang, it's me, I'm Han Xiaomei, please open the door for me quickly." Han Xiaomei's voice suddenly screamed.

Han Yanran rolled her eyes when she heard the words.

The door was opened from the inside, and Han Xiaomei happily ran in, and Han Yanran followed slowly.

Before she walked to the door, she had already heard her sister's super whining voice:
"Brother Ziyang, look, this is the breakfast I specially prepared for you. I got up several hours earlier to make this breakfast. Try it."

Han Yanran: "..."

Who said just now that the kitchen prepared it, but now it is brazen.

Stepping on her high heels, she walked in and saw the messy living room and Lin Fan who was clearly lying on the other side of the bed.

A bunch of things were thrown in a mess on the sofa on the ground.

Han Yanran frowned, with a look of disgust on her face, "Ji Ziyang, are you a pig's kennel or a dog's kennel? Will you die from air poisoning if you stay there for an hour?"

Only then did Ji Ziyang hear the movement, he broke free from Han Xiaomei's hand, and turned to look at the door.

Then he looked at the woman in a red suspender dress with large flowers, stepping on high-heeled shoes, standing slim and graceful near the door, her jade hands with nail polish covering her nose, her face full of disgust.

"You crazy woman? I haven't settled accounts with you yet, but you came here yourself."

Almost suddenly angry, Ji Ziyang stepped forward a few steps, staring at Han Yanran, "Did you do something last night?"

What the hell, he's hurting all over his body now, as if he's about to fall apart.