His wife is so sweet

Chapter 37 She's Taking a Bath
Yan Manman tried three times.

Neither worked.

Every time, he was caught by Zhan Qianyan and couldn't move.

She was depressed, "One more time."

I just took a shower and I was sweating again.

Sai Xue's skin, which was originally soft, was shiny and moist because of the thin layer of sweat, and the light in her eyes flowed, indescribably soft and touching.

"it is good."

Zhan Qianyan let go and let her 'free'.

Yan Manman pursed his lips, staring at Zhan Qianyan with clear Hongshui eyes, his brain was running fast, thinking about how to win him.

With God's help, the phone in Zhan Qianyan's pocket suddenly rang.

Just as he lowered his head, Yan Manman suddenly made a move.

Lightning fast!

Zhan Qianyan had just reached into his pocket with one hand, when he felt the wind blowing, he narrowed his eyes, and grabbed Yan Manman with the other hand.

……

Just a little bit.

Yan Manman's toes even touched the opponent's pants, but his bare feet were caught by the man's powerful palm.

The corner of his mouth curled up in a contemptuous arc.

She lost her body and fell to one side.

In the next second, a force came from his arm. Yan Manman lost four times in a row, and was ridiculed by Zhan Qianyan again. He grabbed his arm and tried harder.

bang-

Yan Manman's eyes were wide open, staring at the enlarged handsome face of the man on top of him.

The lips are pressed together.

That strange yet familiar tingling sensation rushed into her body like an electric current, hitting her fragile heart directly.

Heartbeat, suddenly messy.

Zhan Qianyan half-closed his eyes, staring at the girl below him.

Her skin is like a peach blossom, and her breath is as sweet as an orchid.

The lips are soft and soft, with a little sweetness.

When Yan Manman tried his best to get rid of it, his mind was confused and his breath was not smooth.

Zhan Qianyan pulled her up from the ground.

Taking out the phone again, the screen shows that the call is in progress...

Putting the phone to his ear, he asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

"Qianyan, I want to tell you that I am not in a good state today..."

The call just now was from Du Yintong.

On the other end of the phone that Zhan Qianyan couldn't see, Du Yintong squeezed the phone tightly, with a pale face.

The jealousy in my heart is about to overflow.

She is an adult and an actor, the voice and breath on the phone just told her.

Zhan Qianyan and Yan Manman are doing ambiguous things...

Yan Manman, that little bitch, she has only lived in Yan Yuan for two days, and she has seduced Qian Yan.

Just now Du Yintong wished he could sneak along the electric wave, slapped Yan Manman several times, stripped her naked and threw her into the street.

Yan Manman inadvertently listened to Zhan Qianyan's phone call, turned around and ran into the bathroom to take a shower again.

Zhan Qianyan turned his head, seeing the bathroom door being closed, his eyes sparkled, and he said indifferently to the phone, "You rest for two days, and then take pictures on Saturday."

Du Yintong said that at noon, her dress was wet and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Therefore, the state was not good in the afternoon.

She said that to remind Zhan Qianyan of her appearance at noon.

But she didn't know that just now Zhan Qianyan took advantage of the situation to 'pounce' on Yan Manman and deepened the kiss.

Just to let her on the other end of the phone hear...

Du Yintong thought that Zhan Qianyan cared about her, and the hatred and jealousy towards Yan Manman dissipated a bit in his heart. With a smile in his eyes, he replied softly, "Qianyan, I will definitely be able to shoot in my best condition on Saturday." This ad."

In the bathroom, Yan Manman calmed down his chaotic heartbeat.

Outside the door, Zhan Qianyan and Du Yintong finished talking on the phone, and were about to go back to his room to take a shower, when Yan Manman's cell phone rang suddenly.

He glanced in the direction of the bathroom, walked to the bed in a few steps, and picked up the mobile phone on the small table in front of the bed.

Unlike his latest customized mobile phone, Yan Manman's mobile phone was a product a few years ago, and has long been eliminated by today's young people.

A phone call is a string of numbers.

But Zhan Qianyan immediately recognized the owner of this string of numbers as Zhan Qingyu who sent Yan Manman back yesterday.

Tonight, Zhan Qingyu had a social event, so he never went back to Zhan's house for dinner.

"Hey!"

His eyes turned cold, and he pressed the answer button.

"Cousin, I'm looking for Manman." Hearing his voice, Zhan Qingyu hesitated for a second.

Zhan Qianyan turned his eyes, and his eyes fell on the closed bathroom door. Through the door, there was the sound of water coming from inside.

His thin lips curled slightly, "She's taking a bath."

There was no sound on the phone.

I don't know how Zhan Qingyu felt when he heard these words, but Zhan Qianyan was in a happy mood anyway.

After a long silence, a sentence came from my ear, "Then I will call later."

He curled his lips coldly, and lightly pressed the off button with his long fingers.

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"Brother Qianyan, is my mobile phone with you?"

The next morning, Yan Manman got up and went to the kitchen to ask Zhan Qianyan who was frying eggs.

Last night when she came out of the shower, she found that her phone was gone.

She went out to the living room, but Zhan Qianyan was nowhere to be seen. He had already returned to his room.

Thinking of the kiss just now, Yan Manman stood in the living room for a while, then gave up and went to his room to get his phone back.

"Take out the porridge, ready for breakfast."

Without looking back, Zhan Qianyan put the fried eggs into the plate.

Yan Manman frowned, and turned to get the bowls and chopsticks.

A few minutes later, Yan Manman put a golden and fragrant egg into Zhan Qianyan's plate, and said with a smile, "Brother Qianyan, can you give me back my phone?"

She didn't know what Zhan Qianyan was doing with her phone.

But when she asked about the phone just now, Zhan Qianyan's face darkened suddenly, and his tone was not right.

Zhan Qianyan glanced at her, got up and entered the room.

After a while, he put a box in front of Yan Manman, "Open it and see if you like it."

Yan Manman was startled, then looked up at him again, "Brother Qianyan, my phone is not broken, so I won't replace it with a new one."

Her mobile phone was a birthday present from her grandma. Although she has used it for four years, she has always cherished it.

"The phone fell into the toilet last night and was flushed away. I will pay you for it."

Yan Manman stood up.

Shui Yun's eyes turned from shock to anger, he stretched out his small hand in front of him, and said seriously, "Brother Qianyan, please return my mobile phone to me."

For no reason, her mobile phone would fall into the toilet, and she believed it was a ghost.

Zhan Qianyan opened the box, took out the phone and turned it on, "Use it for a few days first, if you don't like it, then choose another style.

This is a new number, you just need to inform your friends. "

The more he avoids the important, the less important he is, and even speaks lightly, the anger in Yan Manman's heart gradually rises.

She was annoyed, "I don't want a new phone, I want my own."

"I just said that your mobile phone fell into the toilet and flushed into the sewer."

He shoved the phone into her hand.

Yan Manman was so angry that he raised his hand and waved the phone out.

Turn around and rush into his room, rummaging around.

(End of this chapter)