Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

"Come in, don't cause trouble." She looked at Sheng Chun helplessly, let him in, and closed the door.

She was helping Uncle Er's laundry just now, and the meal got dirty by accident. He likes to wash it immediately before he can rest assured.

Yeliang originally planned to go in and dry the clothes first, but the few people in the room were extremely weird.

She looked back and forth and frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

"He is?" Both men looked at her and asked at the same time.

Ye Liang pursed her lips, realizing something, "You guys know each other?"

Fan Xiaozheng opened his mouth first, probably having made it clear in his head, so his tone was not as gloomy as on the phone, "Is he your second uncle?"

She nodded, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Chun touched the tip of his nose, and then gave a general account of the past few days.

Naturally, they also reintroduced each other's identities.

When talking about her getting married, Ye Shuchi was stunned for a while, "Ah Liang, are you...married?"

Yeliang nodded, "It hasn't been long, and for some reason, it hasn't been made public."

Some people in the capital may have heard that Fan Xiaozheng is married, but no one knows about her at all, and most people think it is a rumor.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Ye Liang said: "You can be regarded as the so-called acquaintances without a fight."

She looked at Yeshuchi, "Second Uncle, you too, you have such old qualifications, how could you still make such a mistake."

Ye Shuchi was being nagged and cared by her at the moment, but he smiled like a child, anyway, he has been nagged several times since the evening.

It just felt that he didn't look right on the face of the man in the wheelchair.

Ye Liang continued, "The construction site itself is a high-risk area. If it wasn't for Grandpa's business that made you come here, I would have to be anxious."

The face of the man in the wheelchair became even more serious, "More than one person was injured in the accident, shouldn't you also ask me?"

Yeliang: "..."

Ye Shuchi lowered his head and smiled, no matter how lonely and incomprehensible he was, he knew that Fan Xiaozheng was jealous.

Sheng Chun was calm, but felt that, as his wife's second uncle, seeing that she was marrying a disabled person in a wheelchair, Ye Shuchi did not show any doubts or even objections from the beginning to the end.

Of course, it's not that Ye Shuchi doesn't care about her, but he knows the minimum etiquette.

Therefore, after knowing that Fan Xiaozheng came to pick her up, he also asked Ye Liang to go back earlier, saying only: "I have come to the capital after all, and I will see you in the days to come."

Back in the car.

The man at the side resumed his feigned displeasure, and just looked at her with calm eyes.

Yeliang can't stand other people's stares for more than three to five seconds, but she can't do things that are blatant and coquettish.

After a while, my fingers pinched one of the man's cuffs and tugged.

When he looked over, he smiled flatteringly, "Didn't you say you would bring me a gift when you came back?"

After asking this question, she wished she could bite off her tongue. Even if she couldn't think of a topic, why did she have to say this?

Sure enough, the man's eyes were not so gloomy, and the end of his voice was slightly evoked, "I have brought it, and I will wear it when I go back?"

"..."

She really didn't mean that, but obviously she couldn't escape.

Back at the Bauhinia Garden, Sheng Chun was not allowed to follow Fan Xiaozheng's wheelchair when it landed, and let him go back first.

Ye Liang wanted to push him behind him, but he refused, so he walked side by side, and he also went up the inclined ladder at the door by himself.

When she entered the door, she was very ink-stained when she changed her shoes.

After the man changed, he seemed to have seen through her, and waited patiently aside, and even opened his lips lightly: "Can't you put on the slippers?"

"Then don't wear it, I have to take it off for you later, trouble."

Ye Liang lowered her head, her ears were red, she closed her eyes, and finally put on her shoes and entered the living room.

Seeing the things on the sofa, she suddenly felt that she should go upstairs directly, what to do in the living room?
"Take it apart and have a look?" The man followed slowly, and the wheelchair stopped beside her.

She didn't open it, she knew it was really a men's shirt just by looking at the outer packaging.

It should be said that it is a special men's shirt?

"It's so late, how about..." She negotiated her tone.

But the man saw it right through, "It's not too late, if I don't pick you up, aren't you going to spend the night talking with your second uncle tonight?"

She did have a lot of things to talk to her second uncle about, but it wasn't as serious as staying overnight.

While talking, Fan Xiaozheng helped her unpack the box, and rubbed it with his fingertips, "Well, it feels good."

Ye Liang frowned slightly, it was obviously a very simple sentence, but he always felt that it was not simple after all when it came out of his mouth.

"Try?" He took out his clothes.

It is a pure white shirt, only the chest and cuffs have flame-colored dark stripes. The collision of two extreme colors creates a visual effect that is full of excitement.

"Now?"

The man's face was like 'waiting for the right time, place and people? ' expression.

Ye Liang was inexplicably funny, why was he so keen on this matter today?

I don't know how it started, the living room was dimly lit, and Ye Liang discovered that he had an inexplicable magic power.

Every time she receives his kiss, her mind is almost blank, her whole body can't help but let go, let go again, completely carried away by the feeling he gave.

After putting on his shirt, he leaned over and stared at her for a while, his thin lips moved closer, and his voice was hoarse and vague: "Stand up?"

At that moment, she was already in a daze and groaned twice.

In the dim living room, the fireplace is flickeringly reflected, the man is sitting leaning against the sofa, with his slender arms resting on the back of the sofa, ascetic and seductive.

But the only one who bewitched him was her in front of him.

She knelt in his arms, with an exquisite figure, the shirt was worn in a different way, the delicate collarbone under the neckline, and the curves under the loose material made people think more and more.

The man didn't seem to be in a hurry, he held her palm-sized face with his palm, "Don't you like this place?"

He could detect every slight reaction from her, and when she put her on the sofa, she subconsciously pushed his chest.

Ye Liang paused for a moment, locked in his arms, raised her face slightly to look at him, nodded her head, but said nothing.

Fan Xiaozheng's heart sank for a moment, and his voice was a bit gentle, "Because it's the first time?"

The first time he lost control was right here. Does she have any shadow over here?

Ye Liang acquiesced, and stretched out her bare hands from the slender sleeves of his shirt, hooking his neck softly, "Go upstairs... go back to the bedroom, okay?"

The man lowered his eyebrows and looked at her for a while, then held her waist with one hand, and continued to carry her deep into his arms.

Low voice: "My mistake, I should take you to overcome it."

So, the more shade she has, the more he decides to just sit on the couch?

Ye Liang originally wanted to object, but the man didn't give her another chance at all, sealed her lips, turned over and imprisoned her deep in the sofa.

Gradually it got dark.

It took a long time for the atmosphere in the Bauhinia Garden living room to gradually cool down, and the conversations in the dark sounded full of aftertaste, deep and soft.

"Your grandpa is in a nursing home?"

Ye Liang closed her eyes and said "um", not knowing why he asked this.

"Which courtyard?" The man's fingertips were slightly wrapped around her hair, and he seemed to find some fun in going back and forth.

She moved her head lazily, but she couldn't avoid his fingertips playing, she searched in her mind for a while, her tone was sleepy, "Nursing with peace of mind?"

Hearing the name of this nursing hospital, the man's fingertips tangling her hair paused slightly.

It's just that the sleepy woman didn't feel it.

"What's wrong?" After not listening to him for a long time, Ye Liang narrowed her eyes and looked at him.

Fan Xiaozheng just shook his head and patted her face lightly, "Don't sleep here."

"Sleepy..." She pouted unconsciously.

The corner of the man's mouth curved, and he leaned down and kissed her forehead, "Hold you?"

With his suggestion, Ye Liang woke up more than half, and she didn't want Sheng Xia to talk to her anymore.

Sitting up on the sofa, she tied the messy hair with her hands and put it on the side of her shoulder.

The shirt was casually placed on her body, revealing most of her back and her beautiful shoulders, and a red mole the size of a mung bean was faintly visible on her butterfly bone.

"This is?" The man brushed his fingertips slightly, but he hadn't noticed it before.

Ye Liang: "Natural."

She seemed to hear his low 'um', and then got up from the sofa, without waiting for her, just said: "You take the stairs."

And he took a wheelchair into the home elevator.

Ye Liang looked at the back of his wheelchair and always felt that his mood had changed slightly after he just discovered the red mole on her back?

Is it her illusion?