Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   Seeing how stubborn she was, Fu Zhiyan had lost his anger. He rubbed the ring with his fingertips that had been stained with temperature, and his arrogant phoenix eyes flashed helplessly, "Don't think about it all day long."

   He actually said she was thinking nonsense!

  Han Xiaoye can't stand it anymore!

   She suddenly raised her head and blurted out in a fit of anger, "Anyway, it doesn't go with your heart. You're not happy to get married."

   Fu Zhiyan's eyes flashed, "Who said I'm not happy anymore?"

  Ganqing, she always thought so, no wonder the pillow would still be on the ground, no wonder she would say something about not getting married. No wonder...she would go to buy a pair of rings herself.

  Fu Zhiyan looked down at the ring on his finger, the size was just right, it could be seen that the person who bought it was careful. And this brand of ring is expensive. He naturally knew how much Xiao Nizi had, but he was afraid that this ring would use up all her savings. He remembered that the money she kept clamoring to save to buy a house.

Han Xiaoye pouted, his nose sour, "You didn't say it, you don't need to say it anyway. I'll tell you what you should say, and I'll tell you what you shouldn't. You, I don't want to break up with you."

Isn't    just reluctant?

   He regretted that he didn't want to get married, and she was reluctant to break up. I just wanted to like him shamelessly, and I just wanted to stop waiting, sooner or later they would get married.

  I also foolishly went to buy a ring, thinking that even if I don’t get married, I’ll have to lock people up first. In order to buy someone worthy of his status, the bankrupt poured all the money into it.

   She just has no principles and is cheeky.

   She just likes someone, so she can't wait to take out all her heart.

   As long as he doesn't throw her heart away, even if he refuses to let it in, she can smile and pretend that it doesn't matter.

   How can a lovely heart really not matter, she will also be hurt, depressed, and sad because her heart has been left outside for a long time.

   No way, no way. Like is like, even if she will be hurt in the end, she will still try her best to like it. Even if she really can't get into his heart in the end, at least she tried her best. When she was in her 70s and 80s, the tearful memories, ah, I liked a boy at the time, if I chased him again, would we be together?

  She doesn't want to.

   She would rather be shattered now than regret later!

   "Anyway, I'm your girlfriend, even if it's not your daughter-in-law, it's your future daughter-in-law." The short-haired girl sniffed, hiding the loss in her eyes.

  Suddenly, the world turned around. Han Xiaoye exclaimed and was hugged horizontally.

   They live in a seven-star hotel, which is comparable to the Burj Al Arab in Dubai. The presidential suite is extremely luxurious, and the room on the jump floor is as big as a villa, and it is covered with exquisite Persian blankets. The kitchen and bathroom are all available inside, and the living room is even more amazing. The most amazing thing is its floor-to-ceiling windows. Full glass 270° overlooking the sea. In such a luxurious place, the bathroom is naturally extravagant to the extreme.

  Fu Zhiyan put the person in his arms into the bathtub, straightened his waist, put all the toiletries in front of her, and took a bathrobe from the shelf and put it next to the bathtub. Only then did he say hoarsely, "Han Xiaoye, you are almost 19." 19 is already an adult.

"……"What's the meaning? How come this has no end.

   "It's nothing, let's take a shower."

  Click.

   The bathroom door was closed.

   The people who were thrown in the bathtub were all confused, and after a while, she turned her head and looked at the 360° oversized glass mirror inlaid in the bathroom. The clean and bright glass mirror printed her face, she looked at it, and suddenly her brain flashed. Ear lobes turned red...

   Fu Zhiyan probably wanted to do it, right?

   The last time she had the guts to do it, it was the most pitiful blue-blooded silver gun. The pain, although it was only a poke, she still remembers the pain.

  Han Xiaoye doesn't really want to do it. First, the last experience was really bad, and secondly, she is still sad!

   He didn't even want to marry her, she couldn't get up just thinking about it.

Can……

   She picked up the shower gel wryly, and felt that it would be too much to refuse. Fu Zhiyan was 9 years older than her, and was 27 years old. Because of falling in love with her and caring about her age, I poked it for a year or so, but she insisted on poking it. In case he was suffocated and ran out to find another woman, she would be the one crying.

   After thinking about it, Han Xiaoye thinks it is good. Even if she knew that the artillery fire was raging in front of her, she had to grit her teeth and use Dong Cunrui's determination and perseverance to drop the bunker.

   The determination is made up, but if you really want to go up, your legs are still a little weak. She dawdled and washed for almost an hour, and her palms were puckered, and then she slowly got up from the bathtub and wrapped her bathrobe.

   She was afraid of pain, so she didn't even wear underwear in order to make a quick decision. As soon as I got out of the warm bathroom and the wind was blowing, my thighs were cold with goose bumps. Without underwear, she always felt like she was running naked without clothes on, and she had an inexplicable sense of shame.

   She moved her legs together as much as possible and moved to the room, where she saw a meticulously dressed man sitting at a desk browsing something under the light. As soon as he saw her, he buttoned his laptop without a trace. The orange light of the bedroom hit his face, outlining his handsome features.

  Han Xiaoye jumped and missed a beat.

   Before doing this last time, she drank half a bottle of that BIG wine, and her mind was dizzy, so she didn't feel anything.

   Now that I'm awake and want to let her do it, my heart is almost jumping out of my chest.

  This thing is not the usual petty jokes, it is about real guns and live ammunition. She was a little timid. Don't look at how fast she usually runs with her mouth, that's because she knows that Fu Zhiyan won't treat her like that. This time is not the same, this time she knows she is coming. The mood is not on one frequency at all.

  Fu Zhiyan was a little surprised how she blushed, and just reached out to touch her forehead.

The person who had been cramped suddenly took a step back and took out a small pink bag from the pocket of the bathrobe, "I just found this in the bathroom, although we didn't use it last time, but this time I think it works well. After all...after all..."

this?

  Fu Zhiyan stretched out his hand to take it, looked down and saw French with a big thorn in English. letter.

  Han Xiaoye was a little hard to say. She blushed and could compete with the monkey's ass. She took a deep breath and continued, "After all, we are not married yet, so it would be bad if we were pregnant."