Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Han Xiaoye took a peek at the driver who was driving intently, his eyes wandered, his little hand climbed up the man's thigh, soft and soft, "Little uncle."

  Fu Zhiyan glanced at her, knowing what she was going to say, her thin lips touched up and down, "Nothing."

Depend on! Han Xiaoye didn't give up, his fingertips teased him on his thigh like playing the piano, blinking and pretending to be a good girl, "Little uncle, I haven't asked yet."

  "..." Fu Zhiyan looked away and said to the driver indifferently, "Hurry up."

   "Okay, Mr. Fu." The driver stepped on the accelerator, and the Bentley sped out.

  Han Xiaoye is not stupid, how could he not know that he doesn't want to continue to be haunted by her. The more he didn't say it, the more she felt like a cat scratching in her heart. She couldn't pretend to be good-natured anymore. She threw herself on his thigh like a wild cat, grinding her teeth, "Fu Zhiyan, do you want to say something?"

   The stern man's eyebrows didn't even move, "..."

   "You don't say yes?" He refused to cooperate, and Han Xiaoye was also angry. He leaned up and took a bite of his mouth. After kissing and licking, he raised his head, "Speak or not?"

  The driver driving in front could vaguely see the situation behind him through the rearview mirror. When he saw his own president being pressed on the car and kissed forcibly, he was shocked beyond measure.

   "Are you going to say it?" Without saying it, she kissed again!

  Fu Zhiyan frowned, Falcon's eyes turned cold, "Get up!"

   "I don't." Han Xiaoye added, "Unless you tell me."

   "I count to 3."

   "Just count, what can you do to me? Could it be possible that you can leave me out of the car?" Han Xiaoye felt fearless.

   She just wanted to know what Yan Xu said to him. She always felt that he was hiding something from her, and that feeling was very uncomfortable. It was like a fishbone stuck in her throat, and she felt a foreign body when she swallowed.

  Fu Zhiyan was choked by her.

  Han Xiaoye immediately stepped up and said softly, "Just tell me, I promise, I will never say it."

  “…”

"Besides, what you said must have something to do with me, right? As a party, I have some right to know, right?" Yan Xu must be talking about her, and the Yan family and Fu family have no business cooperation. , and there is no human relationship, it must be related to her! Most importantly, her intuition is related to her! Since it has something to do with her, why didn't Yan Xu tell her directly, but told Fu Zhiyan?

  Han Xiaoye sat on top of him, rubbing her thighs, she knew where a man was the most sensitive, but she still touched that spot, "Uncle, eh?"

   That soft tone, that painful little look. Fu Zhiyan's phoenix eyes suddenly darkened! His temples jumped suddenly, and he gritted his teeth forbearance, "Han Xiaoye, you are playing with fire."

   "Play with you."

   serious, carefree. Through the thin cloth, the warmth of her palm was conveyed without reservation. Fu Zhiyan laughed angrily at her, clasped her wrist with a big hand, and touched her thin lips, "3."

  3?

  Han Xiaoye only realized what he was counting, and became angry. When he counted 3, she squeezed her little hand viciously.

  Fu Zhiyan swore that he really had the urge to strangle her.

  Han Xiaoye didn't know how much she was playing with fire, and pinched it badly, and he was not afraid of death and repeated the topic just now, "Little uncle, just tell me."

"2."

  “…” Yaya!

   He doesn't eat hard and soft, Han Xiaoye is also angry, she is not a state secret to ask. Doesn't it mean that there should be no reservations between husband and wife? He didn't even tell her anything, why didn't he even say anything about her? She squeezed her little hand again, and stopped laughing. It's fine if you don't open it, she poured another barrel of oil on the fire, "You don't tell me, it's alright if I ask someone else?"

   A total of two people know, except for him, only Yan Xu is left. Fu Zhiyan's heart was blocked, and a faint flame ignited. He is an extremely restrained person, Danfeng narrowed his eyes, suppressing the hidden anger in his heart. Thin lips moved again, "Who do you want to ask?"

  Han Xiaoye of course saw that he was angry, and in normal times, she would definitely not touch the tiger's butt. But now she not only touched, she also pinched and rubbed. She rubbed her hands skillfully, and answered without fear at all, "I'll ask anyone who will tell me."

   "Han Xiaoye."

   She thought he was going to tell her, her ears perked up, "Yes!"

  Fu Zhiyan glanced at her expressionlessly, "You still have one last chance, come down."

  "..." Sister's!

   "Down."

   "You mean not to tell me?" Han Xiaoye asked instead without moving.

  Fu Zhiyan pursed his thin lips into a line, rubbed his temples forbearance, the flames in his lower abdomen were about to start a prairie fire, but she still sat astride him unconsciously, "Don't tell."

  Han Xiaoye was really angry, grabbed the grab handle, and said with a sullen face, "Then I won't go down either."

  Fu Zhiyan's brows were almost knotted, and he pulled her, "Han Xiaoye."

The little woman on    seemed to have known his reaction for a long time, and didn't let go. It doesn't matter if she doesn't let go, the problem is that she is still holding that place in her hand. Fu Zhiyan groaned, really annoyed. Glancing out the car window, he said coldly, "Stop."

   "Mr. Fu?"

   "Stop."

  Squeak-

  Bentley stopped.

  Fu Zhiyan pulled away her hand holding the gun, opened the car door, carried her down directly, put her on the side of the road, got in the car, closed the door, and did it all in one go.

"drive."

   Not only Han Xiaoye was dumbfounded, but the driver was also dumbfounded. He glanced at Han Xiaoye on the side of the road uneasily, and said bravely, "Mr. Fu, Miss Han hasn't gotten on the bus yet."

   "Let her cool off with a hair dryer."

  This place is only 600 meters away from the villa, and you can walk back in five minutes. The little hooligan has been a little out of control recently. It’s okay to wear clothes that you don’t know what to call a wedding banquet. Asking 'others' one by one... Fu Zhiyan's temples twitched, Jun's face seemed to freeze, and the air in the car instantly dropped to freezing point. The driver was frightened, moved his mouth, and stepped on the accelerator again.

  Bentley really drove away!

  Han Xiaoye didn't expect Fu Zhiyan to be so cruel, he really threw her on the side of the road.

   Her whole mind was stunned, and she watched Bentley disappear from sight, her teeth clenched, and the tip of her heart was trembling.

   Didn't she just ask what Yan Xu told him? Didn't he just catch the bird and threatened him? As for him throwing her out of the car?

  The night wind was blowing coldly on her body. Fortunately, she was wrapped in a coat, so she didn't shiver from the cold. Han Xiaoye was really so angry that she was going crazy. In addition to being angry, she was also heartbroken.