Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

An Xiaojing didn't move, there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

But her eyes were very empty.

A person suddenly looks like an air doll who can't speak.Foolishly.

"I hate your expression the most!" Leng Yichen cursed suddenly, and then started his crazy actions again.

Although his current behavior is a bit perverted, he really doesn't care.

He just wanted to see even a little reaction from this woman to him.

However, An Xiaojing kept her mouth shut, not allowing herself to make a sound.

"Damn!"

Leng Yichen's temperament was completely swept away by An Xiaojing's lifeless appearance.

He didn't continue all this, but just covered An Xiaojing's body again.

He walked to the bathroom himself.

The sound of water came crashing down.

And An Xiaojing looked at the ceiling with empty eyes.

It has been many times, bearing the up and down feeling that he gave himself.

However, she just didn't want to react to him, she just didn't want to admit defeat in front of him.

After Leng Yichen finished washing her body, An Xiaojing realized that it was time for her to get dressed.

But... what is he?

Is he on call to vent his tools?

If you want it, just make a phone call, regardless of your own feelings, and act recklessly?

It's ridiculous.

I am not as good as that Xia Yuanyuan.

At least she still has the right to choose.

An Xiaojing was about to put on her clothes, but found that her clothes had been torn by Leng Yichen, that's all for now.

"Don't get dressed until you've showered."

With a sudden commanding tone, Leng Yichen came out of the bathroom. He only wrapped his lower body with a bath towel, but there were still many water stains on his upper body that hadn't been wiped dry.

"You don't have to worry about it." An Xiaojing said a little bit forcefully.

"Okay, then you should wear it. Let me see those torn clothes, which one can still be worn." Leng Yichen mocked.

He just wants to see how this woman responds.

An Xiaojing's chest was full of anger, and she was naked under the quilt, so it was enough to be watched by that man even if she moved now.

"What? Shy? Don't dare to put on clothes in front of me? I've done everything, and you still care about this?"

Leng Yichen suddenly thought that An Xiaojing's first time was not for himself, so he became angry again.

Before An Xiaojing could react, he picked her up and walked towards the bathroom.

"What are you doing, let me go!" An Xiaojing was stunned for a while, what she was most afraid of was that Leng Yichen would mess around.

"Since you're too lazy to do it yourself, I'll wash it for you!"

The voice was very indifferent, because there was always that matter in his heart, and it was impossible for him not to care that An Xiaojing's first time was not for himself.

Every time at this moment, he wanted to put An Xiaojing in the bathroom and wash it clean.

"Let me go!" An Xiaojing was still struggling, but it was obviously useless.

Although Leng Yichen's words were a little cold and unreasonable, his movements were rather gentle.

He gently hugged An Xiaojing and put her in the bathtub. An Xiaojing's skin was already fair, but when the temperature in the bathroom rose, her body gradually turned pink.

And her face became more and more red.

Although this was not the first time Leng Yichen bathed himself, An Xiaojing still couldn't let go.

As for Leng Yichen, every movement he made was almost suppressing his own reaction.

It's like seeing delicious food, but refusing to eat it, and kept shaking it in front of the nose, smelling the fragrance of the food.

Hot water had filled the bathtub.

Leng Yichen picked up the very soft towel next to him, and carefully put a lot of bath liquid. Soon, the bathtub was full of bubbles.

This time it was not as embarrassing as before.

An Xiaojing's face was flushed red, and Leng Yichen wiped it for her with a towel.

Obviously it was to wash her unclean marks, but at this point, Leng Yichen seemed to have completely forgotten the original intention of taking a bath, and every movement of his seemed to be struggling.

"Well, can I do it myself?" An Xiaojing was really not used to being served like this.

"Hush!" Leng Yichen said softly, but in fact his reason was burning all the time.

An Xiaojing's snow-like skin and satin-like hair almost stirred up all the flames in him.

"You are so dirty, if you don't wash it well, it will leave a shadow on me."

Well, he's just so talkative.An Xiaojing pouted.

"Ring ring ring!" The phone rang.

That's okay, if there is nothing else to distract Leng Yichen's attention, he really can't control it now.

Walking out of the bathroom, it was Yu Zhenhuan's voice.

"I have some good news for you. We have won the first battle. The Xia Clan has been completely destroyed!"

"Haha, Young Master Yu is still the best, I didn't expect to finish Noah so quickly!" Leng Yichen laughed.

"Where, all the credit goes to Young Master Leng. In the capital, if you say you are the second most powerful person, no one dares to be the first!" Yu Zhenhuan laughed on the other end of the phone.

"Since this is the case, I hope we have the opportunity to meet and talk about this matter again. We can continue to cooperate with each other in the future."

"Haha, of course, cooperating with Mr. Leng is the blessing of my three lifetimes. If I can keep cooperating with you, I believe that in the future, this capital city will also be in your pocket."

"Okay!" Leng Yichen replied simply.

At this time, a woman's cry suddenly came from the bathroom, Leng Yichen was startled, and said to the phone: "Let's talk next time!"

After hanging up the phone, Leng Yichen ran directly to the bathroom.

It turned out that An Xiaojing accidentally slipped when she was about to get out of the bathtub.

The whole person is now lying on the floor of the bathroom.

She had a hurt look on her face.

Coupled with the somewhat foggy bathroom, she is really pitiful at this moment.

Looking at An Xiaojing's graceful curves, Leng Yichen felt that he couldn't control himself.

"Damn it!" He cursed silently, then picked An Xiaojing up and walked out of the bathroom.

"You are really stupid, you really can't do it without me!" Leng Yichen satirized while watching the show, but the movements of his hands were very gentle.

He put An Xiaojing on the bed slowly, and then took out his usual shirt from his closet.

"Aren't there any women's clothes?"

An Xiaojing was still in pain, but when she saw those men's loose clothes, she became worried.

How will I get out now.

"No."

Cold answer.

Leng Yichen looked at the place where she slid just now, her skin started to bruise a bit.

"Hehe, you really are. In the past, so many women would not spare some for their lounge." An Xiaojing mocked.