The surrogate wife is a goddess

Chapter 92
"Yuan! Please comfort my sister-in-law. You were emotional just now, and I'm afraid you scared her."

After Qin Yixuan finished speaking, he pulled Hong Chengtao over.

"Taozi! I remembered. I want to discuss something with you. Let's go out first."

Hong Chengtao nodded kindly and followed Qin Yixuan out of the door.

As soon as they left, Ye Moyuan immediately began to explain, afraid that if he was a minute late, his little donkey would get angry.

"I don't feel sorry for Hong Xin, I'm angry at the Hong family's attitude. Even though I know you are my wife, I dare to bully you again and again." Ye Moyuan's eyes flashed darkly, and his tone was even more secluded Leng Wuqing said, "It seems that I have to take good care of this Hong family. If you dare to provoke me, you must be prepared to be provoked."

Luo Yao's heart warmed, she didn't make a sound, she lowered her head, looking like a pitiful little girl who didn't dare to do anything after being wronged.

"Is Hong Xin your little green plum? Is she interested in you? Since it's such a good relationship, why don't you get the moon first?"

Before she could say the following words, Ye Moyuan blocked her mouth.

Luo Yao felt that this man must be crazy, and he acted like this when there was a disagreement. Could it be that she was wrong?Doesn't Hong Xin like him and love him?Why not take her in early?To keep her tormenting herself.

"Baby! I don't like her at all, how can I get the moon first?"

Really reluctant to leave the little donkey and get angry, Ye Moyuan smiled helplessly: "Baby! Let's not be sad, okay? It's not worthwhile to feel sad for someone who doesn't deserve it."

Luo Yao stomped on his instep fiercely, panting heavily: "I am willing, what do you do!"

Seeing that the man didn't respond to her stampede at all, she felt even more angry.

"Yemoyuan! How can I defeat you?"

"What are you doing to overthrow me?" Ye Moyuan had an innocent and pitiful expression, "Shouldn't you overthrow me?"

"Shameless." Luo Yao pushed him away angrily, "I'm going back, send someone to take me home."

"Okay!" Ye Moyuan took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Are you ready? Yes! I'll be right up."

Luo Yao doesn't care who he talks to on the phone, anyway, she doesn't understand his world, and she doesn't need to understand it.

Putting down the phone, Ye Moyuan hugged her up, with an inscrutable smile on his face: "I'll take you home now."

"Yemoyuan! Let me down, I have feet, I can walk by myself."

Luo Yao raised her fist and beat the man.

That action didn't look like being angry at all, but rather like being coquettish.

It seems to be saying, people beat you with small fists.

Ye Moyuan looked at the woman in his arms, and said softly, "The road is slippery."

The road is slippery, how could the road in the presidential palace be slippery?

In order to hug her, even such a clumsy excuse can be found?
Luo Yao was speechless, she knew that as long as it was what Ye Moyuan wanted to do, he would have a lot of reasons to defend himself.

It doesn't matter what she says.

His body was like a wall, and his hands hurt, but he couldn't let him go.

I guess my own strength is just scratching an itch for him.

Putting away her fists, Luo Yao found that they were about to enter the elevator.

"Yemoyuan! Where are you taking me? Aren't you going home?"

"Hush!" The man made a silent sound, and smiled mysteriously, "You will know in a while."

Luo Yao didn't say anything more, she curled up in the man's arms and let him hold her.

The elevator goes straight to the top floor, and when you open the door, you can see a helicopter parked on the top of the building.

The huge propeller was spinning "cracking, blah blah, blah blah", and the wind it brought up could blow people down.

Luo Yao was sure that if she hadn't been hugged by Ye Moyuan, she would not be able to stand still.

"Shall we fly home?"

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