Spoiled By The President:My Wife Is A Little Sweet

After Feng Yan finished, he pulled the towel off his waist and threw himself on it.

Angelo was awakened by the heat.

Open your eyes, only feel like the whole body is scattered frame, move pain. There was an orange crystal lamp on the top of her head, and the gorgeous patterns were constantly shaking under the light, which made her eyes slightly painful.

Where is this?

She was not conscious of thinking, slowly turning her eyes.

It is full of amazing luxury, classical British style decoration style, showing a heavy gorgeous atmosphere. Picasso's oil paintings are hung on the wall. The strong colors and lines make her feel like she is in a fantastic dream.

It's a dream!

She closed her eyes again, and she thought in her head, go on dreaming, and better never wake up.

Don't wake up and face the cruel reality.

For a long time, there was a very light footstep in her ear. She could not help but tensed up.

The bed sank slightly, and she could feel that someone opened the quilt and lay on it. Soon, the tip of her nose was covered with a clear masculine breath. An arm was put on her delicate body, and slowly went up.

"Ah

Anjo spoke in time and opened his eyes.

A hand in the quilt.

Then, the man's deep, mellow voice sounded like strong wine, "wake up?"

Anjiao turned to look and was stunned.

What a handsome man!

Beautiful eyebrows and eyes, straight nose, beautiful lines of chin, plus the thin lips that slightly pursed, at this time, lazy leaning on the pillow, sexy to death!

However, with the eyes slowly down, sliding over the strong chest, the well-organized abdomen, you can see the straight

"ah

Angelo screamed and covered his head with a quilt.

"You, who are you? Why don't you have your pants on

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows.

Then, he said, "what are you so surprised about? You've used them all. Are you afraid to see them? "

What?

Anjiao fiercely opened the quilt, revealing a pair of dark eyes, staring at him.

"You, you said we had already"

Feng Yan nodded.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Anjiao wanted to cry without tears. At this time, he also noticed that he didn't wear anything. He was only wrapped in a quilt and didn't notice it for a while.

What's more, there are still some memories in her head. She had a dispute with Liu Xiuxiang and was beaten. At that time, she seemed drunk and was taken away by a man! How stupid are you? The same thing happened twice!

I still remember that two years ago, she also drank too much wine in the bar, so she broke up with Qiao Ziyu!

Two years later, the same thing happened again!

Angelo, you are so stupid!

Feng Yan's mouth slightly hook, looking at the little woman covering the quilt crazy appearance, really worried that she would not suffocate himself.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt and said, "wife!"

"What wife? Who is your wife

Anjiao roared with anger. His face was red with anxiety, as if to drip water.

Feng Yan's eyes flashed a touch of evil, deliberately said: "you slept with me last night, don't you want to be responsible?"

Anjiao was speechless. "Ah, I said, you are a man. What can I do to you if you don't want to?"

Feng Yan sneered, "Alas! Women are really fickle. I don't know who called her husband last night. Now I want to leave with my pants. It's so cheap. "

Say, pick up the mobile phone at the head of the bed, a few strokes, find out a recording, throw to her.

"Here, listen for yourself."

Anjo blinked his eyes, and seemed to open the recording, startled.

"Darling, call her husband."

"Husband."

"I want my husband."

"Husband, I want more."

"Honey, do you want your husband to push harder?"

"Yes!"

"Kiss your husband, then."

"

" how about it? Do you believe it? "

Feng Yan pulled Anjiao into his arms, lowered his head and held her lips. He kissed her again and again. He picked up her little tongue and sucked it again and again. His movements were gentle and touching.

Anjo couldn't help shaking, trying to push away, but felt powerless.

When the man finally let her go, she was out of breath and couldn't speak at all.

Feng Yan hooked her lips with satisfaction, pointed her finger on her slightly red and swollen lips and said, "remember, be my wife. In the future, I can only touch any hair on your whole body. If you let me see a scene like that in the daytime, I will"

"and so on!"

Angela finally interrupted him, gasping slightly, "since that's what happened to us, you should know I'm not.""I don't mind."

Feng Yan interrupted her for fear that she would be embarrassed.

"The most important thing for two people to be together is their spiritual fit, and I'm not the first time."

His first time, two years ago.

Anjiao was completely muddled, staring at his handsome face, "but, but I really don't know you."

"Now you know it! My name is Feng Yan. "

Feng Yan opened the drawer at the head of the bed and took out two red books.

When you see the above three clear gilded characters, Anjo whole person's horror!

It's a marriage certificate!

Is there any mistake?

She widened her eyes and felt the thunder rolling!

After staring at her for a long time, she suddenly twisted her thigh hard and hard, "hiss -"

it's painful, it's not a dream.

So, is she really married?

"No, No. This, is this a fake? "

Anjiao still can't believe, without the Hukou book, without her personal presence, where to get the marriage certificate?

But the man said with confidence: "don't believe yourself to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

With that, he got up, grabbed the towel beside him and wrapped it up. He said, "now that you're up, get dressed quickly. In order to celebrate your wedding, I'll take you out to dinner."

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clean up thoroughly. It's already 7:30 p.m. when you go out.

After getting on the bus, anqiao found that this is the most expensive villa area in Jiangcheng. It is said that a house is worth at least 30 million yuan.

Not from how tongue, she swallowed saliva, had to look at the man around quietly again.

He is handsome, powerful, young and gold, and has normal functions in that respect. He is a super high-quality diamond king.

I don't know how to find her?

Anjiao asked himself that he was not as beautiful as a fairyland, and she had no special talent. What did this man like about her?

The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't think.

All the way to saluye cold open-air western restaurant, the gorgeous decoration, royal service, let Anjo severely shocked, when you see the sky high menu, can't help but take a breath of air-conditioning.

A steak 30000 yuan, a bottle of red wine more than 100000 yuan.

It's not rice, it's gold!