Wealthy and hot wife: stunning husband does not love enough

Chapter 162 Husband is so cold...

"What's wrong?" Ye Minghan turned around quickly, and couldn't help being stunned when he saw her strange posture, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't I say that 'relatives' are here?" Song Siqiao was very annoyed, she didn't come sooner or later, but she came at this time, what a bad luck!

Ye Minghan made several turns in his mind, and finally asked uncertainly: "The relative you are talking about is... aunt, right?"

"Otherwise? You don't understand now, do you?" Song Siqiao glared at him dissatisfied.

"What's the big deal, as for the sky-shattering expression?" Ye Minghan shook his head amusedly.

"Dare you not understand?"

"Okay, okay, I was negligent, wait here and don't move." Ye Minghan got up and went out after speaking.

She came back a few minutes later and put what was in her hands in her hands.

"I'll go out for a while, take your time."

Song Siqiao looked down at the things in her hands, and couldn't help blushing.

A pack of tampons and a pair of underwear.

They are all pink in color.

Where was this guy found?

He even knew how to get her something for the night.

clothes!
Song Siqiao changed quickly while muttering, only to find that her pajamas were also a little dirty, and then she took them off before realizing that she hadn't changed them, so she walked to the door.

"Ye Minghan, are you there?"

"Say."

"Go and get me some pajamas."

Ye Minghan paused for a moment and couldn't help cursing, women are really troublesome...

After it was done, Song Siqiao felt refreshed as if she had regained her vitality. She hugged the pillow, smiled and said to Ye Minghan who was lying on the bed: "Then I'm leaving, you have a good rest."

Ye Minghan turned over depressedly and ignored her.

Song Siqiao stopped at the door, turned her head to look at someone's standard 1.8-meter beautiful back, and a sly look flashed in her eyes.

Ye Minghan was closing his eyes and trying to keep his mind from distracting, when he suddenly threw something beside him, he opened his eyes and saw that little yellow duck pillow appeared in front of his eyes again, he couldn't help turning his head in surprise.

"What are you doing?"

"I thought about it, let's sleep here tonight." Song Siqiao said as she walked over and lay down, and then pretended to ask seriously, "Do you mind?"

That look may seem serious, but there is clearly gloating in it.

Ye Minghan gritted his teeth, damn girl!Relying on the protection of 'relatives' to do such evil, wait and see how to deal with you!
"You don't mind? Then I'm going to sleep." Song Siqiao was really amused to see how he endured so much but couldn't get angry, and closed her eyes as soon as she finished speaking, not giving him a chance to refute.

Ye Minghan felt that he had never been so frustrated as at this moment, he endured and endured, seeing her serene and beautiful appearance with curled eyelashes, he finally held his breath.

But the result is less than 2 minutes...

"Husband is so cold." Someone said as he moved his limp body closer.

Smelling a faint fragrance in his nose, Ye Minghan's already calm heart fluctuated again...

He had no choice but to disarm and surrender: "Don't move around, I don't have enough self-control."

Poor self-control?Haha, that's easy!

Song Siqiao intentionally fell asleep a little bit, her frail and boneless hands rested on his waist as if unintentionally, and then blew hot air into his ear.

"Husband is still a little cold?"

"Song Siqiao!" Ye Minghan sat up panting heavily as if being lit by a fire.

Song Siqiao was startled, but quickly calmed down, and then pretended to be wronged and said, "What's the matter, husband? I'm really cold."

"If you dare to play with fire again, I'll let you experience what self-immolation is!" Ye Minghan said angrily, then narrowed his eyes dangerously, "I don't mind letting you use it to solve it for me."

He said and squeezed her wrist.

Song Siqiao's eyes widened instantly after realizing it.

Could this bastard be thinking... thinking...

Dirty!

Shameless!
The knife... her knife!
　Babies, a recommendation ticket is also motivation, ticket?
　　


(End of this chapter)