Mistakenly spoiling a hundred billion little sweet wife

The room is very quiet, even if the phone is not on the speakerphone, you can hear it clearly.

The bodyguard reported that Luo Luo was very panicked after vomiting blood, and kept begging for mercy not to kill her, and her mood was very unstable.

"Let the doctor take good care of her and make sure she's in good health." After He Yanlie instructed, he hung up the phone.

Tang Shiyi sat on the bed with no emotion on his fair little face, just looking at him straight.

"Do you suspect that uncle did this again?!" Tang Shiyi felt that he hadn't swallowed the breath he was holding just now, but seeing his pensive look, he felt inexplicably sullen in his heart.

When he usually frowns, he is skeptical and thinks about complicated issues.

He Yanlie heard the fierce questioning, and looked up at the angry little wife in front of him.

His handsome face suddenly pressed closer, and hot air gushed in front of her little face: "Why, how did I offend you, you say I'll change it."

Tang Shiyi snorted out his nose and glanced away.

He Yanlie clasped her small face with his big hands and turned her to face him.

"Huh? What kind of temper are you playing again?"

The approaching handsome face had deep eyebrows and a deep profile, and it got closer and closer, and the voice that came out when he spoke was all mixed into Tang Shiyi's breath.

This deep and magnetic voice, and that doting look, are domineering and affectionate.

It's completely different from the aura that came up the stairs just now with a dash of evil boyishness.

Breathing entangledly, Tang Shiyi felt his face slightly hot.

She couldn't resist his staring eyes as deep as night, and the more she thought about it, the more angry and aggrieved she became.

"Don't you know what you did yourself?" Tang Shiyi's sweet voice was fierce, and she stared at him with wet eyes, like an angry kitten.

He Yanlie: "?"

"What... what did I do? Hmm?" He Yanlie lowered his head, squeezed Tang Shiyi's small face with his big hand, and squeezed out a soft, fleshy face.

Tang Shiyi opened his big hand angrily: "Take your hand away, the hands that climbed the stairs are dirty."

Not serious at all!
Then he rubbed his little face that had been pinched for a long time, and got into the bed angrily, with his back to him.

Looking at the back, He Yanlie's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his tone was quite sad: "Yiyi, you don't love me anymore, and you don't even worry about whether I will fall when I climbed the stairs just now."

There was a hint of injury in the man's deep and clear voice, and he sighed after he finished speaking.

Tang Shiyi lay there biting her lip, a flicker flashed across her brimming eyes, and her heart was a little moved by the tone.

"Seeing you angry, I'm worried. I climbed up to the second floor from the outside. You don't know that there are no guardrails outside. I climbed with bare hands and broke my hand."

The He Yanlie man sat upright on the edge of the bed, and the bright crystal chandelier outlined the man's fortitude like a chiseled knife.

He was a man who was obviously extravagant and had an air of aura in his sitting posture, but his tone was full of self-pity.

Tang Shiyi's originally angry heart was very tangled up by the man's softened voice.

She was lying under the quilt, subconsciously pushing her white teeth, two deeply embedded tooth marks faintly appeared under her lips, her small face was full of hesitation.

He Yanlie looked sideways at the little dumpling who was motionless, and he couldn't help sighing a little more.

This man is really good at attacking his heart. He was the one who was bad first, but now he is acting like she is bullying him.

Tang Shiyi was annoyed, angry and helpless.

"Yiyi, my husband's hand seems to have been cut, and I may not be able to hold a pen to sign the contract tomorrow. I'll go to your uncle to bandage it, otherwise it will be troublesome if you lose too much blood."

He Yanlie took a deep look at the still motionless little back, and pretended to get up.

Tang Shiyi was really crazy in his heart, couldn't help but lifted the quilt, sat up: "Let me see!"

With a very impatient tone, his palm-sized face was full of resentment, looking at the man standing by the bed with his hands raised, he hated iron for nothing.

He Yanlie chuckled, sat back on the bed, and stretched out his hand: "Look."

Tang Shiyi pulled the slender and broad palm, looked through it twice, but didn't see where the bleeding wound was.

Bullied her again!But she was really worried!

Tang Shiyi raised his hand and slapped his palm with a puffy face, "There's no wound!"

He Yanlie didn't hide, but held her small palm instead.

"Isn't it on the thumb?"

Tang Shiyi took a closer look, and the so-called wound was just a broken skin with bloodshot spots, so small that he probably couldn't see it without a magnifying glass!

"Just the blood loss. I don't know where the wound is without a magnifying glass. You picked it yourself!" Tang Shiyi glared angrily at the man who was still smiling.

This person is shameless because he is handsome!

He Yanlie's smile gradually deepened, and the light traced his deep and three-dimensional facial features. He was gentle and handsome, and he looked better than the male protagonists in the movie.

"Why not? I'm hurt. Yiyi hurts so much that she knows that she's bleeding. I know it." A low hoarse voice coaxed her softly.

What a rogue!
Tang Shiyi was laughed out of anger. Who would have thought that such a frightening demon king would have such a rascal side.

Seeing her smile, He Yanlie pulled her into his arms and let her sit on his lap, with his arms around her slender waist. The posture of the two of them was extraordinarily charming.

"It wasn't as simple as being jealous just now. If you have something to tell me, don't be sulking. A girl's sulking is not good for her health, you know?" His voice was calm, and those deep pupils were staring at the little woman in his arms. His brows and eyes are full of tenderness and affection.

Tang Shiyi pouted her crimson mouth, looked at her handsome husband with clear starry eyes, and suddenly thought of the comments of those fans on the Internet.

This is the man everyone is vying to marry, but at this moment he is coaxing her softly.

But thinking of his explanation on the phone, and the call from the bodyguard just now, to beware of uncle, at this time Luo Luo has a physical problem again.

He is smiling at himself now, will his face change when he turns his head?

Tang Shiyi's heart felt as if it was being eaten by ants.

"It's nothing, just...jealous." Tang Shiyi lowered his head and replied in a muffled voice.

"to be frank."

The deep and powerful voice came over, with pressure like a mountain.

Tang Shiyi's heart tightened suddenly.

Did he see through that he was lying?
"When you lie, your eyes will look around, and you will subconsciously pick your hands."

"No way..." Tang Shiyi muttered in a low voice, immediately let go of the little hand he was holding, and then tried hard to poke his nose, pretending to be looking at the scenery.

It looked like a child who was playful and made mistakes was caught on the spot.

Some shy, some stupid, cute.

"Don't say? Huh?"

The man's voice didn't seem to be hurt just now, but it was overbearing and powerful, especially the last monosyllable, the elongated tone fell into the apex of the heart, and the pressure doubled.