Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   "Exciting, dynamic?" Fu Zhiyan chewed it expressionlessly.

   When Han Xiaoye finished speaking, he felt that the explanation was too bad, and quickly made up for it, "I mean, we are doing fine now, we are all reasonable and legal if we get married or not. I didn't say I'm tired of seeing you."

   "You're tired of sleeping, so try to steal two more times while you can." Fu Zhiyan picked it up for her.

  Han Xiaoye, "..."

   "What exactly does it mean to sleep with a big breast? Are you sure you don't say it?" The eagle eyes revealed clarity.

  The enemy's firepower is too fierce!

   Our side can't resist, definitely not because our will is not firm, it is because the enemy is too strong!

   Yay!

   Surrender! Surrender!

  Han Xiaoye lay down on the bed with a smashed jar, spread out a large font, and acted like a rogue, "Just say it!"

   "You used to say that you like big breasts. I wanted to sleep with you at that time, so I chose this name. How nice, don't you think it's cute and childish?"

   "When did I say that?"

"Cut, don't pretend. I'm only 18 years old, so you seduce the underage me and tell me that you like big breasts. You must have taken a fancy to me at that time, thinking about cultivating your future daughter-in-law. Son, deliberately pretended to be aloof and tempted me to take the bait. As soon as I took the bait, you immediately took the opportunity to make a shameless request! "

   She just took a bite back!

   Anyway, Confucius said, only women and villains are difficult to raise. She is a woman, she has a villain in her stomach, it is normal for her to be unreasonable.

   Originally, she had planned to believe in Chairman Mao. However, she never expected that she would retreat, and Fu Zhiyan was still chasing after him, so she could only fight back. Anyway, ‘spring breeze blows, war drums beat, I’m a hooligan, who’s afraid of who’?

  Fu Zhiyan reminded her and remembered what happened. When the hooligan first told him that he liked it, he did say that she was too young. But at that time he was talking about age. The little hooligan was full of yellowish thoughts and understood that his chest was too small, and then he kept drinking milk and soy milk. He was a normal man, and of course he was happy to see it happen.

   "So you feel like you've grown up now?"

   Which is bigger is self-evident.

Han Xiaoye has never been an ordinary girl, she is not shy at all. She glanced at her chest, which was still full of flesh when she lay down, and raised it proudly, "It's not too big? How big do you want? It's not me, For my weight, it's already very big. You don't want to look at those pictures on the Internet all day long. Those women's **** are fake at first glance. You can see that when they lie down and their **** don't follow, you know that stuff. It must be a salt water bag stuffed inside. No matter how good the salt water bag is, can it be better than the natural one? It's definitely not possible. Maybe it's a shock when it bursts with excitement. Natural, you don't need to worry about these at all. , don't you think those women have fake chests and fake faces? Each of them has a pointy chin and can be used as a screwdriver. You don't need to buy a corkscrew for a wine bottle. You said that you accidentally squeezed it yourself, It's okay to be frightened 'people come and birds don't panic'. If she bows her head and stabs herself, what will you be thankful for?"

  Fu Zhiyan always knew that she was a person full of guns, but she never imagined that her little head was filled with these bizarre remarks. But these strange words came out of her mouth, and they were damned picturesque!

   He didn't want to admit that he had already imagined that kind of picture. At the same time that his lower abdomen felt a burst of heat involuntarily, his lower jaw also relaxed.

  Han Xiaoye rolled his eyes and found that he didn't care so much about the conversation in the notebook just now. He continued his efforts, "Besides how old I am, I said it doesn't matter. Didn't you touch it the day before yesterday? Don't you know it yourself?"

**** it!

   Fu Zhiyan's eyes darkened.

   "You are playing with fire, Han Xiaoye."

   In order to reveal what happened tonight, she fought hard!

   winked at the man beside the bed, and threw a wink at him, learning from Zhou Xingchi's peerless Pomegranate sister, "Come on, don't pity me because I'm a beautiful flower~"

   "Cough." Fu Zhiyan choked for a moment, frowning, "Where did you learn all this mess?"

   "Let's make less of this kind of movies in the future."

  Han Xiaoye pouted and became impatient, "Will you come? Never mind, I'm sleeping."

  “…”

   Seeing that he didn't move, Han Xiaoye was so energetic that he wanted to wrap the quilt. Just as he stretched out his hand, the quilt was already being held down.

  Fu Zhiyan's eagle eyes were deep and deep, and his voice was hoarse, "Your hands are not ready yet."

   "..." So Le? Why is Mao still pressing her quilt?

   The next second, she knew it was Mao.

   "I'll try to move lightly."

  “!!”

  …

   He rolled the sheets heartily, Han Xiaoye was completely exhausted, and was carried to the bathroom by the refreshed man, washed briefly, and then carried him back to the bed.

  Fu Zhiyan leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, covering her with a quilt, "You go to bed first, I'll come after finishing the rest."

"……Okay."

   has been shouting for too long just now, and his throat is hoarse. Han Xiaoye's upper eyelid and lower eyelid are fighting, and he agrees.

As soon as the word    fell, his eyes closed.

  Fu Zhiyan knew that she was really tired. After all, her physical strength could not be compared with before with a child, but he couldn't do anything about it. It had to take so long at a time, and he couldn't really stop halfway as she said. Seeing her close her eyes, she kissed her on the forehead dotingly. Then help her to bring the notebook that was beside the bed to the desk and put it away.

   Before turning off the power, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and replied to Ye Chen with Han Xiaoye's number.

  Big breasts, easy to sleep: I'm Fu Zhiyan, she's asleep. Congratulations, I will let Ono transfer the red envelope to you.

   The left ear of Beethoven replied in seconds:  …

  Professor Fu killed his former rival in one sentence, and he was in a good mood. He logged out of the game account, turned off the laptop, went to pick up a glass of water again, and started working.

  *——*——*

   After a week and a half.

   Han Xiaoye, whose injured arm began to scab, was finally allowed to go to work. She was like a prisoner who was released from her cell, and she woke up at 7:00 in the morning when she went to work. After having breakfast happily, she waited for Kitty Fu to get up, watched Kitty Fu eat breakfast and sent it to the kindergarten before going to the company.

   She hasn't come to work for more than a week, and it feels like she hasn't been to work for a long time.

  God knows how abusive it is to play at home.

   Every day, Aunt Feng took her to make her face, back and feet. After finishing her work, she didn't even let go of her hands, she just pulled her together to make her nails. Luckily she was pregnant and couldn't use nail polish, otherwise she would have to be dragged together to paint her nails for hours. Even so, she didn't escape, she just watched Feng Yaqin and Mo Xiaxia paint fingernails for hours in the shop.