The Emperor’s Favorite Wife is a Little Sweet

   Chapter 2913 What a mistake

   A husband and wife for more than four years, more than a thousand days and nights, he was already too familiar with this place.

  Here, he used to get what he wanted most every time, satisfying a man's greatest pride.

   And almost, he broke these with his own hands and lost everything.

   Fang Lan's body was accompanied by the fragrance of the master bedroom, which stimulated his throat to slide heavily.

   He put down Fang Lan, went to the bathroom, and took a wet towel to wipe the sweat off her body.

  The incomparable trials and sufferings are finally over.

   He got up and went to get warm water for Fang Lan to drink.

   She was quite obedient, and took several gulps obediently.

   just turned his back on him after drinking.

  Zhuang Shihao put down the water glass and turned off the light.

  In an instant, darkness invaded the room, causing no light in the entire room.

  's senses and hearing became extraordinarily sharp, Fang Lan's sound of turning over was also clearly audible, and the sound of her breathing seemed to be close to her ears.

  Zhuang Shihao walked towards her step by step.

   That was what he wanted most, and now, he doesn't want to lose it.

The word    master bedroom has been circling and stirring in his heart for many days, and those who have no understanding have been accumulated in his heart and body.

   picked up Fang Lan's face, and he kissed it accurately, as he had done countless times before.

   Just like what I wanted to do countless times.

   Fang Lan was drunk, but she wasn't really drunk. Because she didn't feel the danger, her body instinctively relaxed, but once she sensed the danger was approaching, she sobered up from the drunkenness.

   In addition to the gulps of warm water just now, the effect of sobering up is quite big.

   So next, countless fists rained down on Zhuang Shihao.

   This is a real fight!

  Fang Lan showed no mercy on her hands. She had a lot of strength after exercising recently, and with the arm strength she had trained with Youyou for a long time, she landed punch after punch.

  Zhuang Shihao didn't dodge, let alone fight back, so he responded.

   When she was tired, she rolled over and sat up and turned on the light with a snap—muscle memory was more accurate than brain memory, perfectly remembering the position of the bedroom light.

  The lights came on, dispelling the darkness in the room, and she and Zhuang Shihao met with wide-eyed eyes.

   She stepped back on the bed in surprise, her voice hoarse after drinking: "Why are you?"

  Zhuang Shihao: "…"

Fang Lan got up, grabbed him and pushed him out the door: "Zhuang Shihao, you pig! Being strong in marriage is also considered strong! No, if you are divorced, you are strong! It's because I don't want Youyou to have sex! For the sake of a criminal father, I won't call the police, so hurry up!"

   Snapped.

  The door of the master bedroom was closed in front of Zhuang Shihao.

   With a click, it was locked inside.

  Zhuang Shihao touched the scar on his face. He didn't know whether to be glad that she was able to protect herself so well, or to be annoyed that she was too hasty.

   Anyway, this man didn't fall asleep all night, got up and took a shower several times.

   After Fang Lan drove the people away, he fell asleep after covering himself with a quilt.

  The quilt is her own smell, the room is her own smell, there is no reason why she can't sleep.

   When she woke up the next day, her mind was in a mess, there was some pain, and her throat was dry.

   Then I remembered that this was due to the hangover.

   I remembered that cup of sweet fruit wine again.

   What a mistake.

   She sat up, only to realize that this was not where she lived.

   (end of this chapter)