Spoiling His Wife Too Much: Chief Compulsory Love

Yi Xiao couldn't help laughing, but saw a reflection of water on his flickering eyelashes.

She reached out to touch it curiously, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet, sticking to her fingertips. Yi Xiao subconsciously put the wet fingertips on her lips and tasted it, and there was a faint bitter and salty taste instantly. Spread from the tip of the tongue.

It's the taste of salt...but melted like tears.

Yi Xiao was instantly shocked by these words, it was hard to believe that they came from the eyes of Zhan Yan, the proud son of heaven.

She looked at Zhan Yan's expression, paused slightly, and heard his words again: "My baby...my wife...my smile..."

There was a soft light on the handsome face, which was an auspicious sign of melting icebergs. This kind of Zhan Yan made Yi Xiao's heart tremble involuntarily, and even passed an unknown pain.

People say that if you spit out the truth after drinking, could it be that Zhan Yan...to himself? !

No, Yi Xiao shook her head desperately, what was she thinking?

Could it be that after Zhan Yan had so many women, after he humiliated her time and time again, could she still deceive herself into believing that Zhan Yan's loneliness at this time was because of her?

Didn't people also say that the words of two kinds of men are the most untrustworthy, one is a drunk man, and the other is a man who sleeps on the bed.

As for Zhanyan, it is precisely because of both factors.

Yi Xiao was in a trance for a while, and after slightly calming down the throbbing in her heart, she heard the knock on the door. She stood up quietly, opened the door, and saw Li Fuzhan standing in front of the door.

Holding a glass of warm milk in his hand, he handed it to Yi Xiao, and said softly, "Xiao Xiao, you drank tonight, drink some milk now, you will feel better, and then go to bed early."

Yi Xiao stood in front of the door, looked up at Li Fuzhan who was standing on the corridor, and didn't move.

How could he know his own habits? It seemed that from the very beginning, this man knew him well. He seemed to be a little too considerate about his basic necessities of life.

Li Fuzhan looked at Yi Xiao looking at him thoughtfully. Of course he knew what the little woman in front of him was thinking. He smiled and explained: "Yin Yin told me that you will drink wine for a long time." allergy…"

Only then did Yi Xiao feel relieved, took the milk, and thanked her.

At this time, Zhanyan Mengyan's voice came from the bedroom: "Xiaoxiao...don't go..."

Li Fuzhan and Yi Xiao turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw that Zhan Yan pulled the shirt on his body, screamed nervously, and fell asleep hugging the pillow again.

Li Fuzhan's gentle and jade-like face immediately turned gloomy, and he asked in a tone of reproach: "Why is Zhan Yan in your room?"

"Oh, he drank too much and passed out. Fuzhan, leave him alone and go to bed early." Yi Xiao turned her head, without any embarrassment on her face, and replied naturally.

Li Fuzhan hummed, but did not leave. Seeing that a large bed was taken up by Zhan Yan's body, and his clothes were torn off by him, he frowned slightly, wanting to say that it is so late, you are alone. It's not very good for men and widows to be in the same room, but after thinking about it, I still didn't say it out, and when I spoke, it was more tactful: "Xiaoxiao, why don't you go to rest in another room, he will disturb you here. "

Yi Xiao stopped talking, bowed his head in silence for a moment, then shook his head: "No, I'll take care of him here, he drank so much, he almost vomited just now, I'm a little worried..."