Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Sheng Anan stared at him, "I told you to leave me alone, it's you..."

"Then why are you crying?" The man said in an unhurried tone, somewhat leisurely, not at all like someone who delayed a major event or lost a gift.

She poked her neck, "I didn't!"

Mei Shu let Wei Wei touch the corner of her mouth, the hand hooked around her waist was about to move, but restrained.

He only stared at her lips, grabbed her petals again, and then complained in a hoarse voice, "I'm addicted, what should I do?"

Sheng Anan glanced at him, "It's easy to say, five hundred for one kiss, five hundred per second for more than one minute!"

Mei Shurang sneered after hearing this, "Are you so good at settling accounts?"

She snorted, "Rogues have to be treated like this!"

As he said that, he unexpectedly came up again, Sheng Anan immediately stepped back vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

The man took it for granted, "I have a lot of money, can't I kiss as long as I want?"

Sheng Anan glared at him, then pushed him away, and quickly stepped back, "Go eat."

The man didn't chase after her, but just looked at her with a half-smile, and walked into the living room as if fleeing from her sight.

Lowering his eyebrows, he took out the cufflinks he had just picked up from his pocket, and heaved a sigh of relief.

What a tossing but satisfying day!
……

When she got up the next morning, Mei Shurang hard-boiled an egg, heated up two cups of milk, made toast, and put it on the dining table for her.

"Aren't you going to work?" Sheng An'an got up late today, mainly because he had no class in the morning and had nothing to do.

Didn't expect him to still be there?
"Come in and eat these before you leave." He answered irrelevantly.

When Sheng Anan was walking in, he pulled the chair for her, and when she sat down, he suddenly put the back of his hand against her forehead to test the temperature.

She ducked and looked at him.

In the middle of the night yesterday, he knocked on her door, which made her nervous. After all, he said that kissing her would be addictive.

In the end, he changed his idle tone and didn't enter the door. He just checked the temperature to make sure she didn't have a cold or a fever, and then went back.

"I've said it's all right." At this moment, she looked at him while drinking milk.

The man sat by and helped her peel the eggs.

What I think about is the touch of her lips, soft and sweet, more comfortable than an egg in my hand.

"Are you still listening to the explanation?" After a while, the man asked abruptly.

She looked over in confusion, "What?"

Mei Shurang put the peeled eggs on the plate in front of her, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and said, "Isn't it because you were so angry when you saw what was in the purse?"

Speaking of that thing, Sheng An'an immediately stopped eating eggs, as if he lost his appetite for a moment.

Mei Shurang saw it, and frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

"I don't want to know!" She lowered her head, ate mouthfuls, gulped milk, and planned to leave in twos and twos.

The man looked at her with a half-smile. If he didn't know that she was not as well-behaved as usual when she was angry, he really felt that it was okay to say it or not.

After a while, he still said: "It's not really mine, but it was given to me by someone else, and I put it in it."

In fact, it's not considered casual. When he put it away, he thought that the car would pick her up every day, and she might see it wherever he put it. The only place where he saves money for her is safe.

But on the day he gave her the money, she saw him without even thinking about it, which was really self-defeating.

Sheng An'an lowered his head, and snorted softly: "Who would be so boring and vulgar to give you this thing? When you go on a business trip, which hotel doesn't have this thing?"

Mei Shurang smiled slightly, "You know the hotel outside quite well?"

She glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to eat her last bite of toast.

Then I heard him continue: "When you are away from home, the most indispensable thing in the business field is people who intend to curry favor!"

Then he stroked the short hair in front of his forehead proudly, "Especially a man like this young master who is both handsome and handsome, and less like a wolf and a tiger. Isn't it the easiest to curry favor with?"

Well, Sheng An'an can be regarded as a person who goes a long way in the business field, and the things he said are indeed no strangers.

But for his self-evaluation, he just scoffed.

Didn't say believe it or not.

After eating, she wiped her mouth and was about to get up, "Are you seeing me off?"

Mei Shurang raised his eyes, "Do you want me to give it to you?"

She rolled her eyes and walked away.

The man naturally followed behind, opened the door for her, and even fastened her seat belt.

Before the car started, the man looked at her sideways for a while, and said, "Can you stop being so angry when you get angry in the future?"

He thought about it afterwards, how dangerous is the roadside?It's still raining so much, what if something happens?
Sheng An'an turned her face to the side and ignored her.

But about his behavior last night, the more she thought about it, the more she frowned.

When the car was halfway, I finally couldn't help but look at him.

Ask: "Auntie has seen it... What do you plan to do with me in the future?"

It seems that he didn't think about this question, so she frowned slightly when she saw him, and then said: "What do you want me to do?"

Sheng Anan smiled, "How can you ask me what I think about this kind of thing? If you ask me, I'm just a student now, and there are some things that I don't think about..."

She didn't finish her sentence because she didn't know how to describe it exactly.

Because she wanted to maintain the status quo with him, but she didn't want to clarify that relationship.

In other words, it should be what people said to hang him as a spare tire, but if this was said, it would be no wonder that Mei Shurang didn't strangle her to death.

The man driving the car nodded, his expression was expressionless, and his voice was low and flat, "Yeah."

It's not like his style to cherish words like gold, Sheng An'an turned to look at him, with a bit of a test, "Are you... angry?"

Mei Shurang pulled up her thin lips and smiled, "Why am I angry? You still don't know my style? Even if you do something to the girl, if the other party says that you don't need to be responsible and don't want relationships, that's my pleasure." See it happen!"

His words inevitably reminded Sheng An'an of Susan, and his expression subconsciously turned cold.

Then he turned to the window, afraid of being seen by him.

It's a pity that Mei Shurang still saw it.

Looking sideways at her twice, "Why are you unhappy?"

Sheng An'an took a breath, mocking himself a bit, "Is this the reason why you have never been short of women, but you have never had a regular girlfriend?"

The car stopped on the side of the road.

The man turned sideways and looked at her, "You were the one who said no relationship, why are you still interrogating me?"

She snorted softly, "No, I just asked."

Mei Shurang looked at her with a very serious expression, shook her shoulder, and turned her around, "If you need it, I can give it to you, or make it public."