The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

When Lan Xinhui came back, Wang Zichen had already gone to bed, and was sitting under the quilt on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

Lan Xinhui took off her warm coat and went to bed wearing only the pajamas she put on when she took a shower.

Wang Zichen glanced at her and saw that she was wearing conservative pajamas.However, because he wasn't wearing underwear, the outline of his **** was looming... He looked away.

He coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said, "It's just a stopgap measure for us to sleep here together tonight... Our agreement to divorce after half a year... more than five months is still valid."

Hearing his sudden agreement to divorce early, she paused when she lifted the quilt, and she nodded: "Okay".

Then, she let go of the quilt, got up and left the bed.

Wang Zichen looked at her in surprise: Eh, is she... losing her temper?

But soon discovered that it wasn't. She unplugged the phone charger, then plugged in the electric hot water bottle next to it, and charged it.

She came over with her mobile phone, came over quickly, and got under the quilt.

Two people, one with a mobile phone, playing with the mobile phone under the quilt.

Not long after, Lan Xinhui got out of the bed, quickly unplugged the battery, and got into the bed with a hot water bottle in her arms.

The traditional solid wood bed with shelves was not big, and when she got into it, she inevitably bumped into him.He was touched by her icy fingers and scalded by the scalding hot water bottle.

He quickly moved back, leaning against the inner side of the bed against the wall.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Lan Xinhui apologized. She put the hot water bottle on her lower abdomen and lay down. Then she remembered that she forgot to turn off the light.

She sat up and wanted to turn off the light, but she met Wang Zichen who leaned over, put the phone on the table, and reached out to turn off the light.When she sat up, the two "rabbits" in her pajamas touched his outstretched arms.

The soft touch on his arm made Wang Zichen go numb as if he had been electrocuted. He obviously wanted to withdraw his hand quickly, but for some reason, he continued to reach out, put the phone on the bedside table, turned off the light, and then Withdraw your hand.

When he got up, a lot of wind entered the quilt, and it was already cold inside the quilt, but for some reason, he didn't feel cold at all.

Lan Xinhui secretly let out a breath, letting out the breath that was trapped in her chest when she was suffocated just now.

Maybe it was because he touched Min.Only the sensitive part has such a reaction, right?Lan Xinhui thought, she no longer had the memory of being intimate with him in her mind, but her body seemed to still remember it.When he gets close to her, when he touches her, the cells in her body start to get excited...

After Wang Zichen lay down, Lan Xinhui lay down.She adjusted her sleeping position, adjusted the quilt, and stopped moving.

The room fell silent, and the silence began to spread in the room.

In the silence and quiet, subtle breathing sounds can be heard, and the rough and thin slight breathing sounds seem to be not very stable.

The silence in the dark gave people a depressing feeling, and Lan Xinhui couldn't help but break the silence first: "Isn't the me in the past very annoying?"

She couldn't bear to look directly at what he said, as well as the previous reports she had found. It was because he wanted to dislike her and wanted to divorce her impatiently.

He didn't answer his question, and Lan Xinhui knew that his silence was an acquiescence.

"What if I change?" In the dark, she asked him gently: "If I am no longer that kind of person, will you like me?"

"The country is easy to change and the nature is difficult to change." Wang Zichen said lightly.