Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Han Xiaoye was woken up by the cold.

   It was so cold that goosebumps all over her body fell down.

   She opened her eyes with difficulty, and saw a vague figure of a man in the haze. She moved her mouth and called out weakly, "...Fu Zhiyan."

"woke up?"

  Icy water sprinkled on her body, just like a man's cold icy voice.

  Han Xiaoye woke up a little, only to realize that she had returned to the bathroom of the hotel room at some point. The cold water in the fluffy head was pouring on her, and the man standing in front of her condescendingly raised her left hand with a cold face to prevent it from getting wet. But ruthlessly let the cold water from the fluffy head pour over her head.

   "Hmm..." His head seemed to be torn apart, and his temples were jumping up and down.

   That's not right, why is Fu Zhiyan here?

   How could she remember that she went to the beach bar alone to play, and then... Han Xiaoye patted his forehead, and the chaotic images flashed in his mind.

  The night wind blew in from the window, she shivered and raised her head, "Fu Zhiyan, I'm cold."

   The girl's voice was soft and waxy because of the drunkenness, as if she was acting like a spoiled child, which touched the heart.

  It’s a pity that some people’s hearts are made of stone.

   The next second, she was pulled up, "Cold? How cold?"

Is    colder than when he saw Quan Ronglian's Weibo photo?

   "...Uh, don't shake me, I'm uncomfortable." Han Xiaoye pushed the man who restrained her, but her strength was lost.

  The night wind in Saipan is raging because it is close to the sea. Han Xiaoye was soaked all over and was blown by the wind, as if there were ice cubes between his bones.

   She couldn't help shivering again, pursed her mouth, "It's so cold and uncomfortable."

  Fu Zhiyan's deep eyebrows changed several times, and finally suppressed the anger that was about to erupt inside, picked up the shivering man, and put him on the bed.

  Han Xiaoye is still cold.

   Her clothes were soaking wet, and even if she sat on a warm bed, she still couldn't resist the cool wind outside.

   She instinctively took off her wet clothes.

   Buttons that could be undone in the daytime seemed as good as against her now, no matter how hard they were, they couldn't be undone.

   She opened her misty and drunk eyes and looked at the man opposite, "Fu Zhiyan, help me... sigh... undress me, I want... sigh... sleep."

   Her face was crimson, and she kept hiccups, just like a drunken lunatic on the roadside.

   Fu Zhiyan looked at her with complicated eyes, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Why did you drink so much? Why didn't you tell me that your hand was hurt?"

"Hey-hey."

   He leaned over to her, pinched her chin, and condescendingly, "Say, why?"

   The smirk was hurt by him, and he struggled instantly, "Pain! Let me go!"

   "What if I'm not going to let go?" His eyes were bottomless.

  Han Xiaoye didn't understand at all, but he vaguely understood that he didn't want to let go and would pinch her. Her big eyes were suddenly filled with mist, and the grievances she had suppressed all day erupted like a volcanic eruption.

   "Let go! You bastard, you bastard! You let go... sigh... let me go! I want to pinch you to pinch your Miss Gu!"

  “…”

   "Fu Zhiyan, you are a big liar! Whoever you like is just an excuse to lie to me. You clearly don't like me."

  “…”

"Chest... sigh... What's wrong with a small breast, I'm proud of being small, I save fabrics for the country!" She seemed very aggrieved, banging her chest a few times, her eyes turned even redder, "You lied to me... Fu Zhi Yan, you liar. You clearly said that as long as I got into the top 30 in the class, you would agree to a request. I passed the exam, but you didn't even look at me, and only cared about Gu Qingshen."

   Strangely, Han Xiaoye felt that her jaw didn't hurt so much. In the fog, she heard the man's forbearance voice, "What is your request?"

   She was reluctant to say in a fit of anger, "I said...you won't agree if I said it."

   He has someone he likes, and he still cares so much about Gu Qingshen, maybe in a few days Gu Qingshen will show off his power in front of her and call himself his little aunt.

  Fu Zhiyan leaned over, her **** voice sounded bewitchingly beside her, "Dear me, tell me, what is your request?"

   The familiar cold fragrance wafted through her nostrils, and there was a smell that reassured her.

   But the smell that reassured her is about to belong to another person.

  Han Xiaoye was extremely uncomfortable, physically uncomfortable, and felt uncomfortable in his heart. He wrapped in his eyes and held back the tears that he refused to fall all night and hit the bed.

   "What are you crying for?"

   The tear fell heavily on Fu Zhiyan's heart, his hand clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched again. But she didn't know how to comfort her.

   "Who cried, I didn't cry!" Even if she was drunk, she was still stubborn!

  Fu Zhiyan pursed his thin lips, and suddenly asked her the same question, "Being in the top 30, what do you want?"

  Han Xiaoye felt uncomfortable.

   I feel irritated and aggrieved.

   The last thing she wants to hear is this question, but someone keeps repeating it in her ear.

   She thought of Gu Qingshen and the person who once brought her home. He sniffed, his mind became a mess of porridge.

   Do you want to give up like this?

   Would you stop trying?

   But she likes a person so uncomfortable, and after drinking so much wine, she still feels that her heart is about to be torn in half.

   But it’s so uncomfortable, why don’t you want to give up?

  Why do you still like it?

  Han Xiaoye couldn't understand. She looked at the person in front of her with drunken eyes. The person's eyebrows were in the light, like a dream, and it would be broken with a poke.

   "I want to be your girlfriend."

right!

   She just wants to be his girlfriend!

   When she was memorizing English words without sleep or eating, when she finished the physics workbook for a semester in more than half a month... It was this idea that supported her.

"Fu Zhiyan, I'm going to be your girlfriend!" The girl's voice was clear and determined, if it wasn't for her blushing like a monkey's butt, or her big bright eyes focused on the wardrobe on his left, or if she was facing the wardrobe With the loud announcement, he really thought she wasn't drunk.

  Fu Zhiyan stroked his forehead and laughed lowly. After a long time, the person who was on the bed was already unsteady and started to stagger. His beautiful lips parted lightly, "Okay."

"Um?"

What good?

  Who is saying yes?

  Han Xiaoye's alcohol was completely on his head, making her see things blurred and ghosted. At this moment, two thin pieces of cool things were suddenly stuck on her lips, she subconsciously opened her mouth and bit it, and she heard the man's breathless groan. The next second, her lower lip was held fiercely, and her teeth were violently pried open.

   She struggled to step back, but the back of her head was already pinched, pressing her to deepen the almost possessive kiss.

   When the tip of her tongue was numb and swollen, the hand that was pressing on the back of her head loosened a little. The man's rough fingers rubbed her lips, and she vaguely heard someone say, "Han Xiaoye, remember, I gave you a chance, it's your own choice. Since you said the beginning, you can't help but end it. is you."