Spoiling His Wife Too Much: Chief Compulsory Love

It was already night when Yi Xiao came to the inspection house. She stood in front of the door and knocked twice, and Zhan Yan's voice came from inside, short and concise: "The door is unlocked, come in."

Yi Xiao pushed open the door and walked in. She saw Zhan Yan sitting on the bed and wiping her hair. She was wearing a bathrobe with bronze lines and thin drops of water. It was perfect, sexy, handsome and noble. This small room is a bit out of place.

When Zhan Yan heard the sound of the door opening, he tilted his head slightly and saw the little girl at the door walking in with a smile on his face. The joyful light in his eyes flickered for a moment, then he looked away from Yi Xiao and bowed his head. Playing with her hair, she said lightly, "Why are you here so late?"

"It's only past seven o'clock, why is it late?" Yi Xiao put the bag on the table, sat next to Zhan Yan, took the towel in his hand, and wiped his hair carefully, after a long time After a while, all the men in front of him bowed their heads and remained silent, so Yi Xiao opened his mouth first and said, "Why, you don't talk when you see me?"

Zhan Yan's face was buried in the big bath towel, he let out a muffled snort, then pulled the bath towel from Yi Xiao's hand, turned around, and wiped his hair carelessly.

Under the backlight, the jaw seemed to be a little tense, and the bushy brows were also tightly frowned. Only then did Yi Xiao realize that Zhan Yan seemed to be a little bit unhappy...

She giggled twice, but she was not angry. Instead, she lay sticky on Zhan Yan's lap, raised her head and blinked slightly, then stretched out her hand to pinch his chin. Her tone was soft and pleasant. : "What's wrong, are you angry?"

Zhan Yan looked down at Yi Xiao, but didn't say anything.

"Hmm... are you really angry?" Yi Xiao put his arms around Zhan Yan's neck, and with the help of his arms, he slowly vacated his back, leaned towards Zhan Yan, and asked playfully: "You don't want to see me?"

Zhan Yan snorted through his nose, his tone was a bit unfriendly, Yi Xiao pouted, and just about to ignore him, he saw Zhan Yan dropped the bath towel in his hand, wrapped his hands around Yi Xiao's waist, and supported her body lest she fall.

This action made Yi Xiao's heart feel sweeter, and his little head nestled on his chest twice, and his face became more playful: "Hey, didn't someone say they missed me? Why are you so arrogant when you see me?" Cool, how hypocritical."

Zhan Yan was originally depressed because of what happened in the past few days, and Yi Xiao hung up the phone in the morning. Now, this little woman has no awareness of admitting her mistake, and instead she teased him with a smile on her face. Bored, turned his head, and continued to be silent.

Yi Xiao raised her head and kept staring at Zhan Yan, while Zhan Yan turned to look out the window, as if determined to ignore her.

But Yi Xiao was in a good mood, not as knowledgeable as him, raised her head and opened her mouth to bite his ear.

Zhan Yan frowned, but still didn't say anything.

Yi Xiao then pulled his hair.

Zhan Yan grinned, glanced at Yi Xiao, and took her hand.

However, at this time, Zhan Yan's tense lines were relieved a lot with Yi Xiao's naughty little movements.

After Yi Xiao played for so long, seeing Zhan Yan still had a stern face, she felt that it was boring.

The mood of the pregnant woman was already unstable and angry, Yi Xiao felt aggrieved immediately, pouted, sat up from Zhan Yan's body, patted the wrinkled skirt, and glanced at it angrily. Zhan Yan, angry to: