What? My wife’s unspoken rules have come true?

Chapter 20 You choose (please follow up)

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Cheng Fang pressed his hand on the cutting board and almost didn't notice that he was about to cut off his thumb.

Wu Wanqing's little face tensed up, and she quickly let go of him, bent over and grabbed his hand. She felt relieved when she found everything was fine. She pursed her lips and glanced at him, "Be careful."

"I am going to cook."

Cheng Fang pursed his lips, turned his head, exhaled, and wanted to focus on the chopping board again, but a pair of small hands moved slowly against the back of his hands, and then there was an extra head resting on his shoulders, soft and soft. A pleasant feeling pressed against my back.
Cheng Fangqiong was poor, but Director Wu Wanqing was rich, well, the kind of rich that had no blind spots in all directions, so his breath was blowing hard on his neck, and his voice was extremely delicate, "Oh? It seems that I am disturbing you by staying here. Has Xiaocheng cooked?"

Cheng Fang: "."

She didn't know whether it was because of the hot air or something else, but Cheng Fang's ears turned red, so she bit them enthusiastically. Her ears seemed to be wet. Director Wu was having a great time.

It's obvious that there's not a little bit of fuss, and it's more than just an interruption! What kind of harassment is this! The final form of the hidden rules is obviously back home!

Director Wu likes him like this.

Not long after eating, he crossed his legs, his slippers hung on his white feet, and his eyes were a little stringy.

Cheng Fang was a little embarrassed when she looked at him, so he brought her some food and emphasized, "Eat."

"Eat."

Then she started again, placing it under the table. Cheng Fang felt the soft little feet rubbing playfully on his calf.
She still crossed her long legs, bouncing up and down leisurely, and her slippers were on the ground. She was wondering where she could find Director Wu Wanqing to speak such beautiful Chinese, with her delicate upper and lower lips. The flaps closed, "But am I not allowed to see my favorite dish?"

I can't stand it anymore! It’s like a fox turned into a spirit!
Cheng Fang stumbled, feeling a little unsteady on his seat, "I, I'm going to wash the dishes."

Looking at his back, Director Wu Wanqing chuckled and spat at him, "Stay there."

Not a moment later.

It can be said that life is comfortable.

Director Wu was wearing a silk nightgown that clung to her body, showing off her figure.

When she came out of the bedroom, she didn't forget to stretch and step on her slippers lazily. She saw a 1.8-meter figure slowly taking off his apron and raising his head. What a beautiful smile that was.

"Okay? The toothbrush has been prepared for you. Go and wash up."

Cheng Xiang was so considerate.

The moonlight was bright, the breeze was gentle, and his voice was so comforting. Of course, a beautiful day would end with the sight of this handsome face. How could he not get points for a 1.8-meter handsome guy who knew how to cook and had an elegant and gentle temperament?

Director Wu was confused like this, not to mention that he was by his side when the mudslide was most helpless.
Cheng Fang thinks that Director Wu is really a treasure, and Wu Yuanqing thinks that their little Cheng is a treasure. Well, the main thing is to compare people with each other.

Wu Wanqing came out of the bathroom. She was still stunning even without makeup. She was biting some kind of beauty package. Her charming eyes were crooked, as if she suddenly thought of something. She patted her head with her little hand and said, "Honey, just wait."

Wu Wanqing returned to her bedroom without saying a word. She first took out the bag she was going to carry when she went out to work today, and then took out a white shirt from a bag that looked very high-end. "I happened to be shopping for groceries in the supermarket. I went shopping upstairs and bought you a piece of clothing. I don’t know if it will fit you. Well, why do you, a young man like you, look like a clothes rack? Try it on quickly, it doesn’t work. I'll ask Xiao Liu to go to the mall to change it for you at noon."

The clothes were of good quality and looked like the kind that Cheng Fang, an orphan, could not afford. He was a little helpless and said, "Director Wu, I seem to have enough clothes."

Wu Wanqing's thinking was also strange, "There are already so many anyway, so there are only one or two more."

"Wouldn't I give my money to you anyway? Now I'm spending your money to sell you clothes."

Wu Wanqing blinked her eyelashes, squinted her eyes and scratched his nose, "You, just don't blame me for spending money randomly."

Will you hand over the money? Spend my money to buy me clothes? And you told me not to blame you? Cheng Fang really couldn't bear it, so she quickly put on her clothes without saying a word and hid first. The director couldn't afford to offend him, but he still got caught. She felt confident and said more concisely, "I want to see my abdominal muscles."

Cheng Fang: "."

Unable to resist Director Wu's urging, Cheng Fang reluctantly took off his T-shirt and put on the casual white shirt.

Wu Wanqing smiled and buttoned up his buttons one by one, "Yeah, it fits quite well."

Generosity, consideration, and gentleness are all synonymous with Wu Wanqing. However, for a girl of her background, these are obviously not important.

But seeing Cheng Fang's expression, she asked, "Don't you like it? Then I'll let Xiao Liu."

Xiao Liu is her liaison.

"like."

"As long as you like it."

Wu Wanqing secretly touched his abdominal muscles before buttoning all the buttons of his shirt. After thinking about it, she said seriously: "Then do you want to reward my wife?"

Cheng Fang swallowed, "What's the reward?"

Wu Wanqing's charming figure leaned towards him and raised her head. From this perspective, Director Wu was simply amazing. What's more, when she spoke at the moment, she was speaking in an unreasonable and powerful manner, okay? Can't."

Cheng Fang felt that he couldn't bear it. I don't have the authority! He waved his hands quickly and said, "I, I'm going to bed."

He escaped from her pursuit, and followed him to the bed. Her fragrant and soft body pressed against him, her eyes were watery, and her toughness disappeared, "Husband, I know you want to play. But can you help me with your hands? I feel so uncomfortable." .”

Cheng Fang: "."

the next day.

Cheng Fang opened his eyes and sat up, rubbed his head and exhaled. The eldest sister of Director Wu Wanqing was too lethal and he needed to slow down.

Wait until you finish washing up in the morning.

Cheng Fang sat on the bed, holding his phone, a little dazed, as if hesitating, but suddenly something seemed to attack him.

He was suddenly startled and saw flashes of light in front of his eyes.

New permissions! ?

[Select trigger]

[You picked up the phone and found that you were restless. You were particularly entangled. You were preparing for the civil service exam. Your mind seemed not to be on studying at the moment. Your concern was--Director Wu Wanqing. 】

[After the last experience of opening permissions, you always want to take some action. It just so happens that you know the personal contact information of Director Wu Wanqing. 】

【your choice--】

[One, I'm a coward, I just took a look, secretly looked at Director Wu's WeChat avatar; two, try to add her and say hello, Director Wu; three, you have to give her a little spiritual shock, Are you going to tell her, Director Wu, that you are actually a pervert; four, you are free to do so]

The third option was full of its unique charm and directly caught Cheng Fang's eyes. His little hands were trembling a little, ".What is this."

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