Dominate the female queen with space: The husband is so stunning

Sui Huan sat in front of the dressing table and cried in front of the bronze mirror. He looked at himself in the mirror and wondered if he didn't look good. Why did Sister Ran only have that white-eyed wolf in her heart?

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice Zhong Ran coming. It wasn't until Zhong Ran sat down next to him, put his arms around his waist, and gently put his head on his shoulder. A beautiful face suddenly appeared in the bronze mirror, and Sui Huan came back to his senses. .

But he turned his back angrily and ignored her.

There were still tears hanging on his curled eyelashes, and the ends of his eyes were red. The eyelashes at the end were too long and stuck together. They were trembling as he sobbed, pitiful and alluring.

Zhong Ran's heart was full of love and affection. She leaned against his face, took his earlobe and sucked gently, "Huan'er is still angry. I'm not angry anymore. It's my fault. I didn't take into account the feelings of you and Bing'er."

When I held his hand, I saw that there were numerous puncture marks on the palm, and I felt extremely soft-hearted.

"Why don't you apply medicine? Such beautiful hands are injured. Sister Ran is very distressed."

"You have such a sweet mouth, but I haven't seen you coaxing that white-eyed wolf." He stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, but he didn't know what he thought of, and the next tear fell again. He wiped it again, but couldn't wipe it away.

After wiping, I started crying again.

Zhong Ran felt so distressed that he hugged his head and buried it in his arms, saying warmly, "Be good, don't cry anymore."

She is sweet-tongued but also separates herself from other things. As for Yu Zhen, she really doesn't know what to do.

As I told him, he is just a white-eyed wolf.

It's hard to coax and feed it, but it's not familiar.

After a while, he put his arms around Zhong Ran's neck, touched the corner of her mouth with his soft lips, and said hoarsely, "Yuzhen has a father and a mother, but Yi Bing and I only have one wife."

She was everything to him.

Zhong Ran felt hot in his heart and almost burst into tears. He kissed him deeply, making his face turn red and his breathing became heavier before he let go.

"Does Sister Ran have to be like him? Are me, Yi Bing and Xing'er not as good as Yu Zhen?" After saying that, his tears fell again.

"...No..." Zhong Ran didn't know what to say.

In her heart, they are different, and they give her different feelings. When she likes someone, apart from lust, it's all about feelings.

I feel like this thing is the most innumerable and unclear.

"I warned him, if he dares to hurt you again in the future, I will poke him in the bird's nest." He added as if he was annoyed, "I'll poke him into a hornet's nest. Let's see how he still misses his Sister Chu."

Zhong Ran's eyelids twitched a few times. He thought about it and said, "Huan'er, I promise you that I will never let him have the opportunity to hurt me again in the future. You...don't be impulsive?"

She would suffer if she stirred up a hornet's nest, and when Sui Huan was in a hurry, he could really do it.

"Do you feel sorry for him again?" Hearing this, Sui Huan turned away and ignored her again, sobbing.

Zhong Ran, who was as big as two heads, hugged the person and put him directly on the bed, trying his best to stop him from crying.

Yi Bing was dining downstairs. Seeing that Zhong Ran hadn't come down for so long, she knew she was using another method to coax Sui Huan. She laughed silently, had a full meal, and then cleaned up the dining table and kitchen.

After taking a cold shower, I sat on the lounge chair in the corridor and took a nap. I turned on the small wooden fan and fell asleep. I didn't even know when Zhong Ran came.

It wasn't until Zhong Ran kissed him on the mouth that he opened his eyes and softly called, "My wife..."

Zhong Ran sat directly on top of him and stretched out his hand to caress his tender white chest. He felt a piece of coolness in his hands, obviously he had just taken a shower.

"Are you done with Sui Huan?" Yi Bing closed her eyes and felt the kiss on her neck.

Zhong Ran hummed slightly and wanted to take a step further, but Yi Bing pushed her away, "Don't make trouble, I want to sleep for a while, you go find Xing'er, it's not far away."

He turned sideways and closed his eyes, not prepared to talk to her anymore.

star...

Thinking of Lan Nanxing made her feel extremely depressed, and she had no intention of having fun at all.

"I'll be out for a few days and won't be back at night."

Yi Bing hummed and looked like she was about to fall asleep.

He was naked on the upper body, wearing underwear on the lower body, and only wore a white gauze. The wind blew through the corridor, and the white gauze was fluttering. His untied hair was piled on his slender neck, and the small wooden fan was still in his hand. in hand.

His peaceful sleeping face was as gentle as jade, and he looked so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

Zhong Ran's heart was filled with excitement when he saw it, but he still didn't leave. He stepped on his waist again, kissed him, and printed red plum blossoms on his tender white skin.

Yi Bing was sleeping heavily, so she patted her with a small wooden fan and muttered, "My wife, don't make trouble with me."

"Good Bing'er, give it to me, just once." Zhong Ran wanted to be him, wanted to see him flush with emotion and cry for her.

Yi Bing pushed her, "No, go find Xing'er."

It’s Xing’er again…

Yi Bing didn't see her cold face.

Zhong Ran didn't bother anymore, got up and left.

The afternoon sun was very hot. Zhong Ran didn't find Sophie or go to the Hualou Gambling Teahouse. He just found a small alley and sat with the beggars, watching the passers-by and eating melon seeds out of boredom.

The beggar looked at her and asked, "Where is your bowl?"

Zhong Ran didn't react, "What bowl?"

The beggar gave her a look like you're an idiot, took out a broken bowl from his pocket and gave it to her, "I'll lend it to you, and you'll get half the money." Is it true for a beggar to have no bowl?

"..." Zhong Ran looked at the broken bowl in front of him, speechless.

Does she look so much like a beggar?

In fact, not to mention, Zhong Ran looked like a beggar at this time.

She originally liked to wear black and gray clothes, but today she happened to be wearing a revealing gray one.

After having a good time with Sui Huan, her high ponytail was a little messy, and the gauze on her head was loosened a little. After having sex with Yi Bing for a while, the fabric of her clothes was wrinkled.

At this time, she was squatting in a heap of beggars without any image, and her melon seed peels were vomited all over the floor. She had nothing to do with the title of Mighty General.

Zhong Ran still didn't believe that she was so bad until a plain cake was handed to her.

"I'll give it to you."

This voice made the hairs on Zhong Ran's body stand up, and her sluggish spirit was instantly lifted, reminding her of a sentence.

Some people's ears may get pregnant if their voices sound too good.

After living for three lifetimes, she experienced it firsthand today.

Clear, sweet and delicate.

Thinking that someone with such a good voice should have good looks, I looked up...

It's not that he's disappointed, it's just that he has a face that's not very pretty, and he's a man.

If you look closely, you will see that although the man has no appearance, he has a pretty figure. Surprisingly, he is not tall, less than 1.8 meters by visual inspection, about 1.75 meters. This feeling is the same as when northerners looked at southerners in previous lives. .

Petite and exquisite feeling.

The color scheme of his clothes is even more eye-catching.

Different from the single-color gowns that filled the streets, his upper body was in an aqua cardigan, and his lower body was in a long red skirt. The small red belt was wrapped three or four times, which made his waist slimmer and rounder.

He has a small frame, waist-length dark hair tied lowly with aqua ribbons hanging down on one side of his chest, and his thin white neck is in sharp contrast to the wheat-colored skin on his face. They are completely two extremes.

Regardless of his face, his whole person gave Zhong Ran the impression of the gentle, demure and delicate beauty of a Jiangnan woman in his previous life.

Very comfortable.

This good figure alone can make up for the shortcomings in appearance.