Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Su Fan raised his head and took a deep look for the last time. His eyes became more and more calm, as if he had made a certain determination. When he closed his eyes, he turned and left.

"What's wrong with Su Fan?" Wei Zhitong saw that Su Fan didn't say anything, and was a little worried, so he asked Shang Yiran on the side.

"How do I know?" Shang Yiran graciously wiped the rain off his face, and shouted at Wei Zhitong, "You are really annoying! Don't ask me everything, I won't tell you even if I know it! "

The more Shang Yiran looked at Wei Zhitong, the more annoyed she felt. It wasn't too much contact in the academy, but it was okay. The more he looked at Wei Zhitong this evening, the more unpleasant he looked at her.

No wonder Su Fan didn't like her, and Wei Zhitong was annoying sending him off.

Leng Buding was yelled at by Shang Yiran, Wei Zhitong glared at her dissatisfied, and then ignored him, and ran towards Su Fan: "Su Fan, wait for me!"

"I really can't stand you." Shang Yiran looked at Wei Zhitong who was chasing Su Fan wildly, wiped the rain off his face, and lifted his heel up.

What kind of infatuation to play at a young age.

Even if Wei Zhitong is a stick, Su Fan is so high in IQ, how can he be so indifferent.

Hanging to death on a tree, doesn't it mean digging a hole to bury oneself?

With the dwindling rain, Chun Yu Cheng drove a helicopter and flew directly back to the canonized private villa.

Flying back all the way, the atmosphere between Youyou and Chunyucheng can be said to be gradually condensing.

"You look at me again with lustful eyes, believe it or not, I'll poke you!" Youyou's short shoulder-length hair has been wiped half-dry, and the towel is also covering her chest, but she found that Chun Yucheng was actually looking at her Legs.

She was wearing shorts. Although the towel was quite big, it was not a bath towel after all. She covered her upper body with a towel, and there was nothing to cover her legs.

"How do you want to poke?" Chunyu Cheng was taken aback by Youyou's words, and immediately looked at her up and down in an upright manner, saying, "Is there anything on you that can poke me?"

Should he poke her too?

"Pervert!" Although Youyou had never had a boyfriend, as a new type of woman in the new century, she understood the deep meaning of Chunyucheng's words almost instantly.

"I just took a few glances and didn't do anything. I said that the pervert was a bit wronged?" Chun Yu Cheng looked at Youyou with a guarded look reluctantly.

He felt that he could only be considered a pervert if he did it. He didn't even touch her, so he became a pervert.

"Just you still wronged?" Youyou caught a glimpse of a bottle of mineral water next to the seat, picked it up and threw it at Chun Yu Cheng, "Chun Yu Cheng, you are a big pervert!"

Before, she never felt anything wrong with wearing denim shorts in summer.

But tonight Chunyu Cheng deeply made her feel that she was wearing the same as she was not wearing!

His eyes are too ambiguous!

She glanced over lightly, seemingly inattentive eyes, but she saw her chills all up.

Chunyu Cheng quickly reached out his hand with a quick eye, and firmly caught the mineral water bottle.

He glanced slantingly at Yoyo, whose round face was flushed with anger, and silently withdrew his eyes.

He also felt strange.

If in the past, he looked at a little girl like Youyou, it would be impossible for him to have such a great interest, let alone be so excited!

Really hit a ghost tonight.

The helicopter landed on the tarmac of Fengsheng Private Villa. Before getting off the plane, Chun Yu Cheng looked at You You and said, "You come with me, and I will take you to the room."

"Go to the room? What do you want to do!" When you heard this, Yoyo's dark eyes stared in horror, and his hands were tightly guarded on his chest.