Spoiling His Wife Too Much: Chief Compulsory Love

The list on the table clearly stated that she made several breakfasts and suppers from Monday to weekend, washed some clothes, cleaned up the bedroom several times, even if he didn't believe it, she even asked the housekeeper and a few servants Sign them all as a witness for her.

At the bottom of the form, there was written five hundred thousand, which was her repayment.

Zhan Yan stood beside the sofa, squinting his eyes and looking at her carefully.

Facing his silence, Yi Xiao was at a loss, fearing that he would play tricks, so she raised her eyelids and took a sneaky look at him.

The light in the room was a bit dim, and it was projected on his side face, making the original perfect outline more three-dimensional.

The crimson hair was a little messy, and the slightly covered eyelids made it difficult to see the expression in his eyes clearly, but the thin tightly closed lips and the strong line of the chin still revealed an air of arrogance and domineering.

Zhan Yan is indeed a male god in women's minds, a man who can be dazzled by his handsomeness just by looking at him.

Yi Xiao shook her head, she was thinking about something.

No matter how she became a nymphomaniac, the most important thing now is to get Zhan Yan to admit his debts. Only after he admits, she will work harder to wash clothes and cook food. In this way, within two months, the debt she owes will be [-]% Can pay off.

Yi Xiao bit her lower lip, and when she was hesitating how to speak, suddenly, the man who had been standing there in front of her suddenly stepped in front of her.

Then he felt his gaze, like a net of thousands of wires tightly binding him.

His eyes are too deep, staring at her seems to contain endless feelings, like poppies, attracting people to sink.

Yi Xiao didn't dare to look into Zhan Yan's eyes, and slowly lowered her head.

However, as soon as she lowered her head, Zhan Yan stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly in his arms, and a fiery breath emanating from his chest surrounded Yi Xiao.

She was startled, and the clothes in her hand fell to the ground with a bang, which made there was no barrier between them, and they fit together more closely.

Yi Xiao subconsciously stretched out her hand to push him away, but was helplessly held closer by him. His lips rubbed against her earlobe, and then said in a low voice: "Xiaoxiao...we don't cook or wash clothes Okay... let's not have a cold war, okay..."

Yi Xiao was taken aback, wondering if this rascal would deny it, and when she was about to speak, Zhan Yan's arms holding her tightened again, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones.

"Smile...I was wrong...I shouldn't lose my temper or bully you. Let's stop here, or, if you want to vent your anger, you can wash and cook for me, and serve you, okay?"

Zhan Yan's voice was extraordinarily low, with a hint of innocent cheating, he raised his head to look at Yi Xiao's puzzled expression, and was extraordinarily serious.

He held her by the shoulder and said again: "As long as you say a word, I only need a word from you, as long as you say you are willing, as long as you are by my side, we will set aside everything before, and I will never let you Li Yuhan appeared in front of you, okay?"

Zhan Yan asked her several times in a row if she was okay, but she didn't have a bit of domineering aura, but rather... a low profile.

Yes, Yi Xiao saw Zhan Yan's low profile, but it contained tenderness.

Yi Xiao looked at Zhan Yan in astonishment, acting coquettishly like a child, but couldn't figure out what the reason for his sudden change was.