The overlord became a spoiled wife in seconds after marriage

"Sister?" Luo Chuan waved his hand past Luo Xiaowan's dazed eyes.

Luo Xiaowan was taken aback for a moment, then cut off a piece of steak from the bottom of her hand with a knife and took a bite.

"Sister, I'm Luo Chuan." Luo Chuan opened his eyes wide and looked at Luo Xiaowan, who was still absent-minded, waiting for her answer.

Luo Xiaowan was shocked for a moment unexpectedly, her eyes returned to the calmness as before, she naturally put down the knife and fork in her hand, and smiled awkwardly: "I know."

"Is that person already your boyfriend?" Luo Chuan asked suddenly.

Luo Xiaowan's peach blossom eyes drooped, her shoulders were slightly retracted, and her thin lips pursed into a smile: "My husband."

"But, why?" Luo Chuan lowered his brows, and before Luo Xiaowan could react, he said, "He never accompanied you for treatment, nor..."

Luo Xiaowan heard the doorway, stretched out her hand and brushed the broken hair scattered on her face behind her ears, raised her chin, curled her red lips slightly, and supported her chin with her slender hands, but her face turned cold: "It's not my boyfriend, it's me Husband, we are already married, I don't know what happened before, but I am already married, and I am very happy to have dinner with senior, and I will ask you to take care of me in the future."

Luo Chuan was a little startled by Luo Xiaowan's words, so he picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip, showing embarrassment.

"I'm going back earlier." Luo Xiaowan raised the wine glass next to her hand, and the rim of the glass slightly touched the wall of Luo Chuan's wine glass, her eyes were like apocalypse, waiting for Luo Chuan's response like torches.

Luo Chuan also clinked glasses, not daring to meet Luo Xiaowan's pupils, lowered his head and curled his lips: "I'll take you back, to solve the house."

'Maybe he didn't have bad intentions, but I thought too much. 'Luo Xiaowan thought with her fingertips trembling.

"it is good."

Speechless.

When the two went out, Luo Chuan quickly ran to a yellow Porsche sports car and stopped, and opened the co-pilot's door for Luo Xiaowan with ease.

Sent her home.

"What should I do about the chest bleeding? Do you want to lower your blood pressure too?" Luo Chuan tilted his head and asked tentatively.

"Yes, but the internal damage should be as small as possible." Luo Xiaowan buried her head in her mobile phone blankly, but there was no information, she put it down helplessly, and looked out the window with a long sigh.

Xie Muchen sat at the table in the room, with crutches stacked arrogantly beside him. He stretched out his hand to type the manuscript. After a few deletions, he got impatient, closed the computer, and drank the coffee next to him from time to time. The sour and bitter taste of the coffee Luo Xiaowan I could smell it from miles away.

"I'm back." Luo Xiaowan passed by the door and was stopped by Xie Muchen.

Luo Xiaowan was taken aback by the question, a little at a loss, but when she looked at Xie Muchen's slashed face, she still felt uncomfortable, like jealousy, her brows were drooping, and her Huber pupils were light. He couldn't turn around, sitting on a chair with his legs crossed. The pure black shirt was slim, outlining Xie Muchen's perfect figure, and his thick ink-like hair was brushed behind his head, which couldn't hide the coldness of his face.

Luo Xiaowan bent down to meet his eyes, and he kicked his arms stubbornly, avoiding Luo Xiaowan's eyes, and his thin lips did not move slightly.Luo Xiaowan couldn't help laughing secretly, picked up the long skirt and put it aside, squatted next to Xie Muchen's knees, and met his eyes again.

"What, are you angry?" Luo Xiaowan felt bad.

"Yes. You are the wife of the Xie family, I don't want you to go..." Xie Muchen's eyes didn't turn away any more this time, and he looked at Luo Xiaowan with empty eyes, but he still didn't seem to give in.

"He helped me find a job, don't be so fussy." Hearing Luo Xiaowan's words, Xie Muchen's teeth clenched, his facial muscles trembled for a moment, and his eyes became more uncertain. He raised his head and let out a sigh of relief.Conditional reflexes usually look for cigarettes and lighters in the pockets of clothes, but before Luo Xiaowan stops Xie Muchen from taking a puff, he spits out countless smoke-like sighs.

"You don't want me to go to work, the hospital or Luochuan?" Luo Xiaowan warmly relieved Mu Chen's knee.

"It's all." Before Luo Xiaowan could say anything more, Xie Muchen was a little agitated, his throat was making noise, and his hoarse voice was staring at Luo Xiaowan's watery pupils, some of which were stained with water. The words are correct: "Xiaowan, I know I haven't been with you long enough. If you really like that child, I will let you go."

He even grinned and gave an ugly smile, but his eyes were full of tenderness, and his delicate words seemed to be a different person: "My legs are just like this, so I can't take you to see your favorite tulip. If you Call me if you are short of money, I can give you as much as you want, as long as, as long as you don't get angry with me."

The bones are clear and the cigarette butt falls to the ground with a snap of the fingers, arousing a piece of youth.

He turned sideways, exhaled a puff of smoke ring to the side, and said nothing.

"Xie Muchen is a very strong person, he will protect my people, won't he?" Luo Xiaowan took Xie Muchen's relaxed hand, her face was startled, and then she continued talking and laughing calmly: "Are you jealous? "

Xie Muchen's face was covered with clouds, and he glanced to one side. He was choked by the counterattack smoke, his face was flushed and he pretended to be calm: "No, no. I, I am... you are Xie's family now, how can you ..."

Luo Xiaowan was amused by his bewildered look, and followed his words: "How can you go out to eat with other people casually?" She smiled again with her brows and eyes.

"That's right." Xie Muchen blushed and wanted to take another puff of cigarette, but Luo Xiaowan pinched his lips with sharp eyes and fingers, and helplessly extinguished the cigarette in his hand, stood up with the crutch beside his hand, turned around and was about to leave .

"Have you eaten yet?" Luo Xiaowan asked, tilting her head.

"It's enough to see you!" Xie Muchen argued.

"What do you want to eat? I'll do it." Luo Xiaowan took out her mahogany hairpin from her bag, and with a twist of her jade hand, the long hair scattered like a milky way was subdued by the mahogany tree, and the long hair was entangled. In the neck, like ecstasy.

"I am, you are like this...don't think..." Xie Muchen's complexion was like a drop of blood, and his face was flushed with embarrassment.

"Oh, I want to eat egg noodles. I can make egg noodles." Luo Xiaowan lowered her head and said to herself, dropped her bag, turned around and was about to leave.

Xie Muchen's big hand with clear bones grabbed Luo Xiaowan's wrist. The strength was not too strong, but it was enough to pull Luo Xiaowan into his arms. Putting one hand on her hairline, the two of them looked at each other, the tip of their noses was less than a finger, so clearly that they could smell each other's breath, Xie Muchen leaned down slightly, stretched out his hand and raised Luo Xiaowan's chin to spray the warm breath on the air. Luo Xiaowan: "I want to eat you."

Followed by a hot kiss, as thin and sticky as a spider's silk, the lips and teeth are attached to each other, refreshing.

"Stop." Luo Xiaowan also blushed, trying to evade in a panic.

Xie Muchen was taken aback, his hands became a little heavier, and Luo Xiaowan fell into a burst of warm and passionate lips and teeth. After the lingering, her face was flushed, and her ears that were close to Luo Xiaowan were soft: "What nonsense, the arrows are on the strings Now, how can there be any saying that it has stopped?"

"But, but..." Luo Xiaowan frowned, her eyes full of light.

Xie Muchen hugged Luo Xiaowan sideways, and the strength of his hands was no worse than that of young and healthy people. Luo Xiaowan didn't dare to struggle anymore: "Put me down, your legs are not good..."

Xie Muchen threw Luo Xiaowan on the bed, his stern face was full of pride, he unbuttoned his shirt, leaned over to Luo Xiaowan, squinted his eyes and smiled: "I can do anything except my legs."

A night of spring supper.