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

In the early morning, the morning light shines into the room through the white screen window full of girlish atmosphere.

In the morning light, on the old traditional bed in the room, there were two sleeping people under the festive quilt: Wang Zichen and Lan Xinhui.They who are sleeping soundly don't know how harmonious and warm they look while embracing and sleeping at this time, just like a pair made in heaven!

The incomprehensible birds chirped "chirp chirp chirp", and the crisp bird song also came in through the white screen window.

The melodious birdsong approached from far away, gradually awakening Wang Zichen from his sleep.He opened his eyes and found himself lying in a strange room, on a strange bed.

There was **** in his arms, he looked sideways, and saw Lan Xinhui was pillowing on his shoulder, she was sleeping on her side facing him, and his arms were wrapping around hers waist.Even through the pajamas, he can still feel her delicate and soft skin...

He wanted to push her away, but, for some reason, he didn't move.

He lowered his eyes and saw that she was still sleeping at this time, her breathing was subtle but even, her eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised to outline a faint smile.

He didn't remember seeing it there, saying that people who smiled while sleeping were pure and kind.

Lan Xinhui is pure and kind?

Wang Zichen said to himself: "Don't be funny! If she is really pure and kind, why would she devise a series of deceptions to lure you into marriage?"

However, he suddenly remembered that when Lan Xinhui woke up in the middle of the night and said that she had lost her memory, could it be that her temperament had changed because of her memory loss?

Just as Wang Zichen was thinking, he suddenly saw Lan Xinhui's long eyelashes flicker twice, and then lifted upwards.

He turned sideways, pulled his arms back, and pushed her a certain distance away at the same time.

Lan Xinhui turned over in a daze, and closed her eyes again.

However, at this time, the mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated a few times, and at the same time it made a pleasant music sound.

Wang Zichen heard that his cell phone was ringing, he reached out to take it, but found that Lan Xinhui had already reached out to touch the phone.

Before he could react, he saw her answer the phone: "Hello, hello!"

Hearing the woman's voice, Ou Zijie on the other end of the phone was taken aback. He took away the phone, glanced at the phone screen, and confirmed that he was calling Wang Zichen's number before continuing to answer.

"Give me the phone," Wang Zichen stretched out his hand to take the phone from Lan Xinhui's hand.

"Oh, so... huh?!" Lan Xinhui who was in a daze suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked straight at Wang Zichen, she was stunned, and then remembered that they slept together last night.

Wang Zichen glanced at the phone screen, put the phone to his ear: "Ouzi?"

"Oh, it's...it's me." After hearing the female voice on Wang Zichen's phone, Ou Zijie, who has always been glib, suddenly stuttered. After he cleared his throat, he finally spoke quickly: "Did I bother you?" He suddenly Lowering her voice, she asked gossipingly, "Are you still in bed? Which beauty's bed are you in?"

Wang Zichen was silent for a moment, and asked instead, "Is there something wrong?"

"Are you really in a woman's bed?" Ou Zijie asked gossipingly, "Didn't you separate from your wife? Which beauty's bed are you in now?"

"What's the matter, tell me!" Wang Zichen said impatiently.

"Hey, are you keeping it a secret?" Ou Zijie paused, and said, "Didn't you fail to play yesterday? I originally wanted to invite you to play today, but it seems that you don't have time."

"I'm not in City N right now," Wang Zichen said, "I'll contact you when I get back."

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, keep busy!" Ou Zijie said pointedly.

"Okay, hang up." Wang Zichen said, after he finished speaking, he realized what "busy" Ou Zijie said in that thief's tone was busy.