Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Fu Zhiyan folded his fingers together, and anger flashed in Ying Falcon's eyes, "Then who do you want to help? Ye Chen?"

   Marven Ye?

   What's the matter with Marven Ye?

  Han Xiaoye had a flash of inspiration, raised his head and looked the man in the eyes, "Are you jealous?"

  The high-cold man frowned slightly, pursed his thin lips, and hurriedly avoided her eyes. He tried his best to lower his voice to make himself look serious, "Don't digress from the topic."

If Han Xiaoye could be frightened by him, she wouldn't be Han Xiaoye. She stood on tiptoe and boldly put her hand on the man's cheek, her sly eyes filled with a smile, "Fu Zhiyan, you are jealous!" This time she Said with certainty.

  “…”

   For the first time, Fu Zhiyan felt a sense of embarrassment that he had nowhere to hide.

   All the reprimands and rebuttals were stuck in his throat, and he had absolutely no way to say it.

**** it! He's just jealous!

   Eat the vinegar of a boy whose hair has not grown evenly.

   This feeling is really bad!

   His obsidian-like eyes stared at the person close at hand, with a hoarse voice, "If I'm jealous, Han Xiaoye, how are you going to appease me?"

  Han Xiaoye was dumbfounded. How to appease the jealous Fu Zhiyan? She hadn't really thought about it. Because she never thought that Fu Zhiyan would be jealous.

   "Ono, how are you going to appease me?" The stern man bowed his head slightly, and his thin mint-flavored lips brushed her earlobe accidentally.

Han Xiaoye's earlobes were shamefully red, and she stammered her suggestion, "Or... or I'll give you a shot?" I heard that men are more comfortable, and the big things have turned into shit. .

  Real guns and live ammunition are too painful, although manual ones are a bit tiring, but at least they don’t hurt.

  Rao is that Fu Zhiyan has long been accustomed to her boldness and directness, but still choked. The bewildering phoenix eyes are slightly raised, like the moment when the butterfly is flying, it is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away. Seeing that handsome face that is enough to make any woman go crazy for it is getting closer and closer...

  Emma, ​​this is to kiss her.

  Han Xiaoye swallowed, raised his face, and closed his eyes.

   After waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for the mint-flavored thin lips to stick.

   She quietly opened one eye, and at this moment, someone mercilessly flicked her forehead.

   The black-bellied man's thin lips were barely visible, he straightened up, pulled out the chair in front of the desk, and sat down elegantly and arrogantly, "What are you still doing there, come here, I will help you with the question."

"……"Depend on! How can anyone be so foolish! He absolutely did it on purpose!

  Han Xiaoye felt deep malice.

  Fu Zhiyan had a panoramic view of the incredible look on the girl's face, and a smile flashed across his dark eyes, "Didn't you say you need to take the test well? Hurry up and hurry up."

  Han Xiaoye reluctantly moved a bench and sat next to him. When his fair and slender fingers turned over the pages of the book, he rolled his eyes and bit the man's cool thin lips!

   Little Mouth doesn't kiss me, I will kiss Little Mouth.

  His lips were soft and cool, and there was a bit of Q-bomb when he bit.

  Han licking, kissing, biting, biting like a little wild cat, without any scruples. After kissing at the back, she was lying on his arms in his arms, wishing she could be on top of him.

  Fu Zhiyan was able to endure her nonsense at first.

   Endured until the back, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore. She captured her ignorant tongue, hooked it into her mouth, and tasted it fiercely.

   After a long while, he pulled away the blushing little hooligan, took a breath, and restrained the emotional tide in his body that was aroused by her, "Make up the lesson!"

  *——*——*

  C City.

  The villa facing the sea is brightly lit.

   Hot babes in bikinis frolic and frolic by the pool. From time to time, he would wink at the man on the open-air balcony.

   The PART on the open-air balcony is lively, dozens of beauties of various types are having fun, drinking and dancing everywhere.

   Yin Jue sat at the bar, mixed a cocktail, handed it to the bewildered beauty at the bar, raised her chin, and motioned her to toast the wine to the man lying on the deck chair not far away.

  The man had slightly curly curly hair and was only wearing a pair of beach pants. Bai Xixin's long body is undressed and fleshy, and the wide shoulders and narrow waist are particularly attractive.

   He leaned lazily on the beach chair, seemingly out of tune with this lively PART.

   A few long-haired beauties sat beside him, without exception, the whole situation was very exciting. It's like he wants to get close, but he doesn't know how to get close to a man.

  Rococo was extremely nervous, and his hand holding the cocktail was trembling slightly. It was the first time for her to participate in this kind of part. The person who brought her said that they couldn't afford to offend anyone here. Once they were offended, they couldn't imagine what happened.

   She bit her lower lip, and looked back timidly at the friendly-looking baby-faced man on the bar. She took a deep breath when she got a gesture from the other side. Whispered, "Quan... Shao Quan."

   The man who closed his eyes did not respond, as if he hadn't heard. The beauties sitting around the man gave her mocking glances.

  Rococo took a deep breath again and called out cautiously, "Young Master Quan, Young Master Jue has prepared a cocktail for you, please try it."

   The man with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.

   The long and narrow cross-stitched eyes are fascinating and dazzling in the brilliance. His arrogant handsome face was still displeased, and his towering brows were visibly wrinkled with a slight step, which seemed to be annoying.

  Rococo noticed that he was good-looking, but he didn't know how good-looking he would be when he opened his eyes. It was the most beautiful man she had ever seen, and she couldn't help but stare blankly.

"roll."

   Quan Rong's lotus head didn't even look back, she rubbed her temples, her tone unruly. Anyone with ears can hear how upset he is.

   Rococo's lips quivered and he almost knocked down the glass. She bit her lower lip, not daring to say more, and walked back with the wine carefully.

   Suddenly.

The beauty next to    stuck out her foot and tripped her.

  Rococo exclaimed, and fell to the ground even with the wine.

   "Touch—" Glass flowers splashed.

  Everyone on the open-air balcony looked over—

  Rococo ignored the severe pain on his knees and hurriedly got up to apologize, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

   Apologizing, she crouched down to pick up the broken glass on the ground.

  's mind is blank, only two words left, it's over!

Ruined.

   "Head up."

   Just when she was at a loss, a dull and gorgeous voice sounded.

  Rococo raised his head and met a pair of unruly peach eyes. The man wearing flip-flops narrowed his eyes slightly, and reached out to clamp her chin. Sharp eyes scanned her face.

   Everyone held their breath, thinking that this clumsy girl was doomed!