77 sweet kisses from the president: the new wife is addicted

Chapter 1394 Try Complaining Again

Nie Yao stretched out her hand obediently, and Qi Yan saw a large piece of burnt on it, and his expression was a little dignified: "How did you do it?"

"As I said just now, I accidentally bumped into the maid, who happened to be holding boiling water for making tea, and it burned her hands. You don't care about her, it hurts to death." Nie Yao looked at her flushed face. Hands still hurt.

Qi Yan lowered his head and silently rubbed the medicine for Nie Yao.

Seeing that Qi Yan didn't answer her own words, Nie Yao was a little annoyed and wanted to withdraw her hand.

"Don't move." Qi Yan said two words coldly, and grabbed Nie Yao's hand even harder.

Nie Yao pursed her mouth and complained dissatisfiedly: "Did you hear what I said? Qi Yan, did you treat your wife like this? Your wife is hurt and you don't say a word. Damn it."

Nie Yao complained endlessly, but Qi Yan didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, until Nie Yao said that she was tired and didn't want to talk anymore, and leaned on the sofa to sleep, but Qi Yan suddenly let go of the lid of the ointment Alright, just pull that angry little woman to your side.

His slender fingers picked her chin and kissed her.

It was just a simple kiss without much emotion, it simply stayed on her lips for a few seconds, and then left.

Nie Yao's face that had regained its blood color turned red again, she blinked her big beautiful eyes and looked at Qi Yan, pouted her mouth and said, "Why are you kissing me?"

Qi Yan's lips were lightly pursed, his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, was full of elegance, very good-looking, and Nie Yao was so fascinated for a moment that he moved his eyes and looked blankly at the man who was close at hand, and said: "You... Well……"

The man's lips were sealed up again, sealing Nie Yao's words behind her. She stared at Qi Yan with wide eyes without blinking, without any movement.

Qi Yan kissed Nie Yao several times before reluctantly leaving her lips, his hoarse voice sank: "Is it better now?"

Nie Yao was stunned, "What, is there anything better?"

"Didn't you keep talking about the pain just now? Your husband is giving you the power of love, does it still hurt?" Qi Yan's face was serious, but when he looked closely, he could see that there was a ambiguous smile in his eyes.

Nie Yao grabbed his clothes and poked him fiercely: "Don't make excuses for you being a hooligan, my hands hurt, not my mouth. Also, my mouth didn't hurt before, but after being gnawed by you for so long now Still a little swollen."

Nie Yao looked at the European-style floor-to-ceiling mirror not far away, wanting to see how her mouth was swollen.

Qi Yan directly turned her face away to prevent her from looking at it: "A girl's lips are only sexy if they are puffy."

"Bah." Nie Yao cursed Qi Yan silently in her heart.

Qi Yan pinched her chin, "Dare to complain again?"

"I just complained about it, what can you do to me, big rascal Qi!" Nie Yao raised her head and met Qi Yan's stern eyes unceremoniously, not afraid of Qi Yan's threat at all.

Seeing the arrogant little woman's fearless look, Qi Yan suddenly laughed, but this smile was much more evil than before: "I dare not hit you, but I can bully you."

"Bullying... ah... Qi Yan... you bad guy, take your hand away from me... ah... itch..."

Qi Yan suddenly stretched out his hand to scratch Nie Yao's itching point, and she, who was fierce like a little wild cat, froze in an instant, lying on the sofa in a mess, rolling over and over, trying to avoid Qi Yan's hand.

(End of this chapter)