Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 217

Huh?
Yan Yiren didn't expect Phoebe to stick out her nails in such a cooperative way, and was immediately surprised.

Seeing Phoebe's unfazed appearance, Yan Yiren really wanted to laugh a few times if the occasion didn't allow it.

Master, your cat has been subdued by me with charm!
Are you convinced!

With his chin resting on Phoebe's little head, he rubbed against it, and said in a low voice, "I'll give you dried fish when I get home tonight."

"Meow." Phoebe called out calmly, and focused on playing with her soft chest with her paw.

Yan Yiren let it go with a chuckle, raised his eyelids slightly, and seeing Ling Yunhuan's face turned pale with fright, he couldn't help but sneered.

"why are you laughing?"

"Of course you are the one who smiles. With that face of yours, you don't have much beauty in the first place. Let's take this opportunity to have plastic surgery. If you groom yourself carefully, you may still be able to see it."

What Yan Yiren said was the truth.

It is said that a woman who has a miscarriage is equivalent to a confinement. Ling Yunhuan did not do a good job in this confinement, and everything was reflected in her.

Look at that face, the muscles are sagging and sagging, the complexion is dull and yellow, and the hair is dry and frizzy.

The crops and seedlings in the crop field are probably much smoother than her frizzy hair.

Ling Yunhuan admitted that her appearance and background have always been her sore spots.

Being attacked to the point of pain, she immediately exploded, "Yan Yiren, don't be too arrogant! There will be a day when you cry!"

"Arrogant?" Yan Yiren nodded suddenly, "You reminded me."

"Remind you what?" Ling Yunhuan couldn't touch her thoughts at all.

Doubt that Yan Yiren standing in front of her is the same Yan Yiren she knew before?
She dare not say that she knows Yan Yiren 80.00%, but she is [-]% sure.

Yan Yiren's temperament, temperament, and her attitude of forbearance.

It's very different from her now.

"Remind me to be arrogant." Yan Yiren saw a bowl of chicken soup on the bedside table, and picked it up, "The former Yan Yi people were stupid, so they let you have the opportunity to cheat. The future Yan Yi people want to kill you You, it's easier than trampling an ant to death. Ling Yunhuan, we still have a long time, so take your time."

wow-

A bowl of greasy chicken soup, before Ling Yunhuan had time to drink it, he poured it all over his face.

She closed her eyes tightly, reached out to wipe the oil stains on her face, and wanted to rush over to fight her desperately.

As soon as she leaned out of the bed, Yan Yiren took two steps back and watched Ling Yunhuan force too hard and fell off the bed hard.

He lay on the floor in a state of embarrassment, fearing that he would not be able to get up.

"Tsk tsk, I haven't made any moves yet, so you gave me a big gift. If I move a little more, will you kneel down and beg for mercy every day?" The pointed high-heeled shoes stepped on On the back of her hand, Yan Yiren smiled and tried hard without blinking.

"No……"

Ling Yunhuan's mournful cry could not prevent the heel from piercing her entire palm.

Phoebe peeked out her furry head from Yan Yiren's arms, then jumped down, landed on her head, and began to trample on it.

Even though Phoebe is just a cat, Master Chu's pampered pet is still a bit heavy.

Jumping vigorously, Ling Yunhuan's face was pale with pain, and his hair was soon wet with cold sweat.

"Phoebe, come back. Don't beat the dog in the water." Yan Yiren bent over and stretched out his hand.

Phoebe 'meowed' and jumped into her arms.

The bodyguards were listening, thinking that Yan Yiren was going to soften her heart again, but her next sentence made the bodyguards laugh.

(End of this chapter)