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

But seeing his straightforward and unhesitating attitude made her a little angry. book>

Helpless, she doesn't have the energy to get angry now, so she can only fall on the bed and ask him weakly, "Who dares to upload your photo and send it out?" It's not that life is too long.

Yan Shaoheng finally became interested in that newspaper, took it over, and glanced at the photo.

"Who is this?" He asked naturally.

"..." Xu still looked at his face weakly, and couldn't tell whether he was talking nonsense with his eyes open or his head was confused. He really forgot who the beauty in the photo was. [

"The night I was not at home." Xu Yiran reminded him to read the date mentioned in the gossip.

Now that Yan Shaoheng remembered who the person in the photo was, and was called out in the middle of the night, even if he didn't take it to heart, it was impossible for him not to have an impression of it.

After figuring out the facts, Yan Shaoheng threw away the newspaper and started calling the doctor.

His voice was gentle, but his eyes became hot, and he locked onto Xu Yiran on the bed.

"..." Xu Yiran stretched out his arms and grabbed the lamp on the bedside table.

What a pity, she sees that President Yan has successfully passed the stage of memory disorder, and is moving towards the level of insanity!

Didn't they talk about gossip news before?

Why, sir, he suddenly seemed to have forgotten all about the gossip, his mood improved, and he looked at her with that look again?

He clenched the lamp in his hand, if he really wanted to do something out of the ordinary, Xu Yiran was going to throw down the lamp unceremoniously.

Seeing all her little moves, Yan Shaoheng still had a charming smile on his face. After calling the family doctor of Yan's family, he asked someone to bring breakfast for two.

In fact, he can cook and can do it by himself, but now, he has more important things to do.

Slowly ordering food on the phone, finished the last word, and at the same time as hanging up the phone, he suddenly leaned forward, bent his arms, and wrapped them around Xu Yiran's body, almost his entire upper body stuck to Xu Yiran's body.

The movements were fast and smooth, leaving Xu Yiran no chance to resist at all.

Like an elegant and swift leopard, it has long aimed at its prey, dormant and ready to go, only waiting for the critical moment to strike.

A strong sense of oppression came over immediately, and the alarm bells rang in his heart. Xu Yiran wanted to hit him with the desk lamp, but he easily grabbed his wrist.

He didn't use his strength to control her, but his fingers gently caressed her wrist, stroking the skin of her wrist inch by inch with flirtatious ambiguity.

"Honey, there's something I haven't told you."

He spoke close to her ear, with a low voice and a tone so soft that it could seduce people, easily grabbing people's attention.

"You are the first and only woman in my life." [

One hand was still clasping her wrist, but the other hand was holding her hand, interlocking her fingers, "Even the first time I held hands was with you."

He remembers it clearly, it was on January 1 this year, his birthday.

That morning, he saw her lying on his bed_ sleeping peacefully and peacefully. The beautiful scene he had been looking forward to for so long made him finally decide to tell a lie, and then took her hand to get the marriage certificate.

It was the best birthday present he ever received in his life.

Yan Shaoheng didn't say the latter words, and Xu Yiran didn't know what he was thinking.

But she felt that if she didn't speak again, she would get drunk in his gentle and affectionate eyes.