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

Lan Xinhui turned around, but her ears turned red with embarrassment.

Wang Zichen saw that although she turned around shyly, she did not leave, as if she was expecting something.

And why isn't he looking forward to it?

On the night of the New Year's Eve... To be precise, in the early morning of the first day of the New Year, after they had another intimate contact, his body, which he had finally managed to control a little, became restless again, as if he had been looking forward to the next time. Intimate contact, hearty...

For a moment, Wang Zichen really wanted to rush over, hug her to the bed, and share the joy of fish and water with her.

There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air, as if as long as one of them took the first step, the sky thunder would stir the fire, and the passion would explode at any moment.

However, at this moment, an ice rain fell unexpectedly, instantly extinguishing the spark that was about to explode.It was An Ji and Ou Zijie who brought the ice rain.

They came to Wang Zichen's room for nothing, but because they saw a pair of women's shoes in the shoe cabinet, asked the housekeeper who opened the door, and learned that it was Lan Xinhui who came.

Hearing that Lan Xinhui went upstairs, Ou Zijie, who was gossip, dragged An Ji upstairs together, wanting to see what Wang Zichen and Lan Xinhui were doing upstairs.

Passing through the open study room, seeing that there was no one in it, they exchanged glances, thinking that there was a good show to watch, and continued to walk forward until they reached Wang Zichen's bedroom.

The bedroom door was open, and they exchanged another look, thinking it was over.

Looking in through the open door, the first thing they saw was Lan Xinhui who was facing the outside with a red face. Just as they were surprised, they suddenly saw Wang Zichen behind Lan Xinhui.

Although Wang Zichen turned around quickly, and was blocked by Lan Xinhui, they didn't see the important parts, but they could tell from the evidence that Wang Zichen was naked at this time.

"Are you here?" Lan Xinhui hurriedly greeted, seeing Ou Zijie and the others looking at her with weird eyes, she was very uncomfortable.Think about it, Wang Zichen had a guest, and it was inconvenient for her to talk to him about the longevity lock, so she left in a hurry.

"What's the situation?" As soon as Lan Xinhui left, Ou Zijie immediately asked gossip.

"It's nothing." Wang Zichen grabbed a piece of clothing and explained while putting it on: "You guys saw me changing clothes, and she saw me."

"That's it?" He said regretfully, "I thought there was a good show to watch. If we had known this, we would not have come up."

Unexpectedly, Wang Zichen answered silently: "If you don't come up, maybe there will be a good show."

It is rare for Wang Zichen to say such a thing, Ou Zijie and An Ji looked at each other in disbelief, Ou Zijie said: "No wonder, the house smells like hormones..." He regretted again: "If I knew it, we would have come up later .”

An Ji was still more sensible, he said: "Didn't you say you are going to get a divorce? Why..."

"I don't know what's going on," Wang Zichen said annoyedly as he walked out of the room after getting dressed, "I also know that I can't get involved with her anymore, but I don't know why, but I just can't help it."

"That's because you haven't gotten tired of her yet," Ou Zijie said from his experience, and he wentssiped: "Isn't she particularly tasty?"

Wang Zichen refused to answer such a private question.

The three went downstairs to the living room on the first floor, and An Ji turned on the TV.While waiting for dinner, the three of them chatted one after another while watching TV.

A movie is playing on the TV, and the movie is about witchcraft.

After watching it for a while, Wang Zichen suddenly said, "I feel like I've also been bewitched." He pointed to the movie screen: "Like the person in it, he's bewitched by love."