Chapter 92

"It's a matter of principle, you can't retreat." Jun Mohan looked serious.

Ye Liran let go of him, and began to complain: "It's not you, you are so nice, why did you drive to pick me up at the door of my company?"

"Ok?"

"If everyone knows that I am your wife, then..."

Seeing Jun Mohan's increasingly dangerous expression, Ye Li then paused for words.

"How do you know it's my wife?"

Is he so shameless?Can't take it out?

"I mean, I just joined this company, so it's not suitable to be too ostentatious, right?" Ye Liran quickly forced a smile.

Jun Mohan glanced at her expressionlessly, but didn't answer.

"In the future, if you come to pick me up, can you park at the back of the company? If my colleagues see you, I'm afraid I won't have a peaceful life." Ye Liran blinked at him continuously, discharging electricity.

"Mrs. Jun, we are married. Everyone knows that sooner or later." He had no intention of hiding the marriage.

Although he didn't announce it in public, he didn't deliberately conceal it either, since he generously took her to the company and introduced her to his secretary Ye Liran.

"I know, I don't want everyone to know so quickly, and you don't want everyone to approach me because of Mrs. Jun, do you?"

"I'm just Jun Mohan's wife, that's all."

Jun Mohan glanced at her sideways: "I can promise you, but I won't deliberately hide it for you."

Ye Liran nodded hurriedly: "I know, I know."

After eating and taking a shower, Ye Ranran wants to read fashion information as usual.

The costume designer of a drama is not only concerned with clothing, but also with accessories. Appropriate accessories can add luster to clothes and add color to people.

Although I don't know if she can get it, but doing your homework is always right.

When Jun Mohan came out, what he saw was Ye Liran kneeling on the bed, staring at the computer screen intently.

She was wearing a loose pajamas, with her head hanging down, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, and the spring light inside.

Jun Mohan's eyes immediately became dark.

He stepped forward and took the computer from her hand.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Ye Liran reached out to grab it.

Jun Mohan left the computer on the sofa not far away, and leaned over her to hold her down.

Ye Liran's petite body was embedded in the bed, and the few remaining hairs were scattered behind her, making her skin whiter.

"What are you doing?" Ye Liran pushed him.

Her hair hasn't grown yet, she looks ugly, she doesn't want him to look at her like this for too long.

Just about to get up, Jun Mohan kissed her.

"Hmm." Ye Liran was about to speak, but when he opened his mouth, it happened to give Jun Mohan the opportunity to drive straight in.

Jun Mohan took off her clothes two or three times, and then took off his own.

Until the two merged into one, Ye Liran didn't realize how he was eaten by him again.

After one time, Jun Mohan was still not satisfied, but looking at Ye Ranran's pink wound, Jun Mohan silently took back the small thoughts in his heart.

The next day, Ye Liran got up late again without exception.

"Jun Mohan, look at the good deeds you have done." Ye Liran pointed to his neck.

The white and delicate skin was covered with red marks, and he knew how fierce the battle last night was without words.

Jun Mohan, who was dissatisfied with desire, hugged her and kissed her for a long time last night.

If her injury hadn't healed, Ye Liran probably wouldn't be able to get up today.

(End of this chapter)

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