I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

He raised his hand and hesitated in mid-air for a long time before gently landing on Ji Fanqin's back.

"All right!"

"All right!"

However, Ji Fanqin continued to beat He Hongche as if he didn't hear He Hongche's voice.

He Hongche just stood still and let Ji Fanqin beat her as much as she wanted. It didn't hurt him anyway.

As time passed by, Ji Fanqin remained the same, but He Hongche couldn't stand it.

It's not that Ji Fanqin can hurt him, but...

"Ji Fanqin, are you willing to make my clothes soaked with tears?"

cry?

Soaked?

Ji Fanqin, who had been shaking his fists, was stunned.

She really didn't want to cry, she was too excited.

Ji Fanqin stared at He Hongche's shirt, which was already wet. There was some ridicule on his face, but he refused to admit defeat.

"If you don't scare me, can I get your clothes wet?"

He Hongche did not answer Ji Fanqin's words, but raised his hand and began to unbutton his shirt.

"He Hongche, what do you want to do?" Ji Fanqin said nervously.

Ji Fanqin had always thought that only women's figures could make people drool. She really didn't expect that men with good figures could also make women drool.

Ji Fanqin swallowed her saliva and unconsciously moved her hands towards He Hongche's abdominal muscles.

I want to touch it.

"Ji Fanqin, what are you doing?"

He Hongche's deep voice came from the top of Ji Fanqin's head.

"..."

He Hongche's words were like thunder, waking up Ji Fanqin and turning her face red at the same time.

what! !

Ji Fanqin couldn't find a hole to get in. What was she doing?

How could you be fascinated by He Hongche's figure? Even if you were fascinated, why would you reach out and touch it?

"I, I..." Ji Fanqin hurriedly went to explain, but what could she explain.

In desperation, Ji Fanqin snatched the shirt from He Hongche's hand.

"It's dirty, let me wash it for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the owner quickly ran into the bathroom.

Ji Fanqin's washing took a long, long time.

"Are you going to make a hole in my shirt?" He Hongche asked leaning against the bathroom door.

"What, where is it!"

Ji Fanqin clearly remembered that she had locked the bathroom door. How did He Hongche open it?

Because of embarrassment, Ji Fanqin, who had hung up his shirt, walked directly to the window and changed the subject, "He Hongche, look, it's really raining outside."

She was scared to tears just now, and it was raining outside, so Ji Fanqin's tone was very sure that it was her who caused the rain.

Regarding this topic, He Hongche was too lazy to discuss it with Ji Fanqin. The moment Ji Fanqin came out, he started to pack some things necessary for going out.

Ji Fanqin was very excited and kept guessing who he was.

The Seven Fairies, the Nine Heavenly Mysteries, Chang'e, the Queen Mother, Guanyin, the Qingqiu Empress... She has guessed all the gods in the sky.

"He Hongche, who do you think I am?"

Before He Hongche could answer, Ji Fanqin continued, "I prefer Empress Qingqiu."

He Hongche glanced at Ji Fanqin, "Yeah! I'm still the prince of the Celestial Clan, and I watch too much TV."

With that said, He Hongche reached out and carried Ji Fanqin into the cloakroom.

"Change your clothes and go out."

"Going out? Where to go? Where are we now?"

"Lan County, look for Mingcheng!"

"Mingcheng!" As soon as he heard Mingcheng, Ji Fanqin put on his clothes as fast as lightning. When he came out of the cloakroom, he immediately asked, "Is this the Mingcheng that Sister Juan has been waiting for 21 years for?"