Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Han Xiaoye really couldn't hold back, it was so painful! It's like being killed, living is like being beaten, no, it hurts more than being beaten. I can't wait to kick the man out of me right away!

   Whatever you grit your teeth will pass, and whatever you can't be cheap to others, it's all gone now. No matter how big the determination, in the face of pain, it will vanish. It's too painful, and it's completely beyond the level of human beings. The corners of her eyes were slightly wet, and she was about to cry in pain.

   If it weren't for the shame of crying at this time, she really wanted to cry.

  The physiology book is too deceptive, if you say that a woman will hurt the first time, it will not hurt later. It's obviously not the first time for her, why is it still so painful?

   She was in pain, but Fu Zhiyan was enduring it.

  His plump forehead was full of fine beads of sweat, sliding down the profile of his face. The eyes of Danfeng, who have always been cold and noble, are now even deeper and darker, and their forbearance is so obvious. With a hoarse voice, he put his big hand on her small hand that was moving around, "It hurts?"

   Seeing her pale face, he couldn't bear it anymore. But the arrow was on the string and had to be sent.

   "Can I cover the pain and just chat?" The short-haired man bit his lower lip and asked expectantly.

  Fu Zhiyan went black and ruthlessly quelled her expectations, "No."

   This kind of thing can't have two, otherwise, she will definitely do it again and again with her character.

"Bastard! It's so ruthless! You lied to me, and then continued when I was relaxed and not paying attention?" She was about to die of pain, she knew this was so unreasonable, but she still said it indignantly , as if he had been greatly wronged. She is just aggrieved, and if she doesn't act like a spoiled child at this time, it's hard to learn Dong Cunrui's bombing the bunker. She is not stupid. When it is time to fight hard, she will definitely fight hard. When she can act like a spoiled child, she will never be stupid and pretend to be strong. This is all strong, what else do men need?

   Her rare squeamish appearance made people ticklish, Fu Zhiyan kissed her on the mouth,

   When the eyes of the person under him were watery, he grinded it on her collarbone, dumb and sexy, "Yes."

What can you do?

   was stunned by the dazed person, but he didn't react. A piercing sting, and the toes of the aching toes tightened.

   Yaya, she didn't let him lie to her like this at all!

   How can there be such a hindsight, it's too embarrassing!

  Han Xiaoye was in pain and madness. His whole body was like a fish on a chopping board, wanting to jump around in chaos. But Fu Zhiyan had already endured to the limit, and this movement could no longer be stopped.

  …

   Han Xiaoye had been tossed and turned over and over again in one night, from the first clamor to the last begging for mercy, to the point where she didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy. It can only be like a boat drifting in the sea, with the tide, one wave after another clings to him.

   Finally, when Han Xiaoye was about to faint, he kissed the corner of her moist eye. The black-bellied curled the corners of his mouth, picked up the weak man on the bed, and said nonchalantly, "I remember you just shouted to fight, right?"

  Han Xiaoye shook his head desperately.

   Fight a hair! The enemy's firepower is too fierce, and we can't recruit any more!

"To make a revolution, you need to recharge your batteries. The great Chairman Mao said that fighting a war without preparation is a hooligan. I am a good young man with a red seedling, and I am determined not to be a hooligan. So you heard it wrong just now. , I'm talking about stand up, people who don't want to be slaves~ Isn't this a chance to finish? You will hear it as a battle."

   This ability to talk nonsense with open eyes is simply not necessary.

  Han Xiaoye had a tangled face, and said again, "Little uncle, Rome wasn't built in a day. Do you understand what I mean?"

The translation of    means, she is not coming!

  Fu Zhiyan's throat rolled down, her phoenix eyes flashed narrowly, and she suddenly had the heart to tease her, "But if you work hard, you can build it sooner."

"……"shameless!

  Han Xiaoye wrapped the quilt around his body and said directly like dead skin, "I'm not coming."

   Fu Zhiyan was teased by her, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and there was a rare obvious smile. He was about to take his little workman to the bathroom for a wash. As a result, the man wrapped in silkworm chrysalis shrank back in panic, and said to him, "Little uncle, don't you think about marriage?"

   She doesn't want her anymore. If he wants to do it, isn't it against the wishes of women?

   "No, no, we're not married yet. How is it legally calculated to use force on your girlfriend?"

   She was just out of curiosity and didn't mean anything else. But after speaking, she regretted it. She didn't mean anything else, but it sounded like a threat. Her heart skipped a beat, for fear that Fu Zhiyan had misunderstood, she was about to explain.

   "It counts as domestic violence." This extravagance, this serious nonsense. If it wasn't for his beautiful face, Han Xiaoye would have thought that this was the real and fake Monkey King in Journey to the West.

  Fu Zhiyan didn't care where her brain circuit went, he slammed her into the bathroom, put the water in and tested the temperature. Just put her in, squeezed out the shower gel and applied it to her scarred skin.

Although the    series of movements were not skilled enough, Han Xiaoye felt like he had eaten a lollipop for some reason. Sweet to the heart.

  Fu Zhiyan helped her wash it seriously, and when it came to the front, the person who just squinted like a kitten and enjoyed it was like being stepped on by the tail. He grabbed the veil and stammered, "I... I'll do it myself."

   Don't look at Han Xiaoye's mouth is more floating than a man, but she is still very feudal in her bones. In her mind, such large-scale intimate things must be done in bed. Playing around under the bed, she would be embarrassed to death if she passed.

   "Turn around, I said you can turn back before turning back." That's not enough, he looked at her, and she couldn't wash it. Han Xiaoye turned around the man's body, and then took the time to clean it up indiscriminately. When she was done cleaning, she breathed a sigh of relief. A little embarrassed, he said, "Little uncle, help me get the bathrobe."

   Fu Zhiyan hooked his lower lip and took a step to take a clean blanket from the shelf. He directly picked up the person in the water, wrapped them in a blanket, and carried them back to the bed. After putting her gently on the bed, he threw a handkerchief over her hair and said, "Wipe your hair, don't get cold. Don't sleep, I'll come out and dry it for you later."

"Okay."

   The man halfway through stopped and turned his head, "By the way, the mirror in the bathroom is 360°." So it was useless for her to turn him around, the mirror he should look at can see clearly. And it is 360°, high-definition and clear without dead ends!

   This time, without waiting for her to speak, the man happily closed the bathroom door.