Black-bellied husband is addicted to love: eat a sweet wife

Yan Shaoheng pinched her raised chin with a suppressed smile, and kissed her on the lips, then suddenly stopped laughing, and said with a serious face, "I am stronger than you. If you look at the search, www>

"..." So what if you are strong, it's not like beating someone with your hands!

But he doesn't know how to hit someone with his hands, but he can easily push her down...

Xu Yiran was depressed, "If you don't answer, you won't answer!" After finishing speaking, he stomped on him hard, feeling a little more psychologically balanced.

Yan Shaoheng didn't pay attention to her little strength at all, he hugged her with a big laugh, and kissed her hard, "Hey, go to the bed first and wait for me." [

"..." Why does this sound so wrong... And she won't sleep in the same bed with him!

Yan Shaoheng's habit is to take off the clothes and refuse to wear them again until they have been washed, so now he has to go back and take a bath again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Yiran immediately got out with the quilt in his arms, spread it on the floor, and then lay down in it.

It's not that she kindly wants to give up the bed to Yan Shaoheng, but...the reason is too embarrassing, and she doesn't want to say it.

This time Yan Shaoheng was faster and came out in just over a minute.

He had no clothes to wear, and he refused to wear that basketball uniform. This time he took three towels and tied them together, pretending they were a big bath towel and tied them around his waist.

Seeing the little woman sleeping on the ground, he raised his eyebrows, walked over to her without asking anything, and began to lift the table.

That's right, a table.

Xu Yiran, who wanted to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep, was shocked to find that the table leg she was holding on to was suspended in the air, and her shoulders also began to leave the bedding while she was holding on to the table leg.

"..." The corners of her mouth twitched, she looked at Yan Shaoheng speechlessly.

This dining table was there when I rented the house. I don’t know what kind of wood it is, but it’s very heavy. She wanted to change the place before and asked her neighbor to help her move it together, and they both struggled to move it.

But now she is still "hanging" on the legs of the table... Although only the shoulders are off the ground, most of her body is still sitting on the ground, but it still adds some weight.

That's right, she ran to sleep on the ground just to hug this table leg and avoid the "bad luck" of being carried to the bed by Yan Shaoheng...

Yan Shaoheng didn't look too tired, he lifted the table and shook it, and even she, who was "hanging" on the table legs, also shook it.

Her thin lips lifted slightly, revealing an evil and charming smile, "Honey, as I said, I have good physical strength."

"..." He shouldn't repeat this sentence again!

Of course, Yan Shaoheng doesn't always say a line, in fact, he has something very important to tell her——

"But if you use too much force..." His voice paused, and his eyes swept down, "I'm afraid these towels will fall off."

"..." Xu Yiran glanced at the towel tied around his waist, which seemed to be crumbling, and let out an "ow" in his heart, got up without saying a word, and ran back to the bed to lie down obediently. [

Yan Shaoheng was very satisfied with her reaction, put down the table, strode back to the bed, and hugged his wife contentedly.

"...Are you going back to City C tomorrow?" Xu still wanted to say something to distract his attention.

"No, someone is over there for me."

"... Oh." This business trip should not have been his task, so Xu Yiran was not surprised when he came back.