Always Spoils His Multi-faced Wife

When Ji Xianyan returned home with a perturbed mood, he saw Ning Haotian sitting upright on the sofa with a shadow over his face. He had a sharp look in his eyes, but his shoulders were reflexively hunched, and he had a guilty expression on his face. It took him a long time before he could react. He hadn't done anything wrong either.

"This is for you." After passing the shopping bag over, Ji Xiayan shyly lowered his head. Ning Haotian wasn't the least bit surprised when he received it. After all, if someone found out that his wife had bought a man's outfit this morning, they wouldn't even be surprised, right? If she came back empty-handed, then Ning Hao would probably be furious.

"Say something, just a little reaction, okay?" Ji Xianyan was finally angered by his reaction. Because of her original identity, she had been cowering in her seat for the past few days. She didn't even dare to speak loudly. However, this clearly wasn't his character. In any case, he had already lost his memory. The doctor also said that his personality had changed greatly, so he couldn't do anything about it. He sat down next to Ning Haotian and rolled his eyes.

Ji Xiayan stomped his feet in anxiety as he paced back and forth in his room. What should he do? She had been defending herself like jade all this time, just waiting for the day when she could completely give herself up to someone she liked. Although Ning Haotian didn't even have the money to speak of, after spending so little time together, she suddenly had to sacrifice herself? This sacrifice is a bit big. At this moment, Ji Xiayan was like an ant on a hot pan, as if he had forgotten that this was the first time that her body had been born.

"What should we do?" Ji Xianyan, who had never experienced such a situation before, quickly took out her phone to search online. What could she do to refuse her boyfriend's request? Not only did this disorderly reply not dispel Ji Xianyan's doubts, it instead added to the burning sensation on her face.

Ning Haotian whistled as he wiped off the liquid from his body. When he thought of the nervous Ji Xianyan standing outside, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. Could it be that he was playing a joke on him? The more he tried to control his emotions, the more he was reminded of Ji Qingyan's wonderful figure. A sudden reaction from beneath him caused Ning Haotian to shake his head in annoyance. Take a cold shower over and over again.

Stretching your head and slicing your head with a knife, you have carried out a strong psychological construction for yourself outside. Since the person in front of him was Ning Haotian, there was no need to say anything about his stature. It could be said that he had joined forces with him, and since he didn't have any complaints, he could only listen to fate and give himself a good memory.

"Ready?" After adjusting his state of mind to make sure that he was Liu Xiuhui, the calm Ning Haotian walked over with a mischievous smile. He naturally put his arm around Ji Xianyan's shoulders and felt her stiffness. A trace of ridicule flashed in the depths of his eyes. Ji Xiayan turned his head around with a deep breath and a smile plastered all over his face. He didn't know what he was talking about as he looked at Ning Haotian. After all, we've been living in different rooms for so long, and we need some time to get familiar with each other. Don't move so quickly, what do you think? "

Ning Haotian glanced at her and then took off his shirt. His eight abs made Ji Xiayan's eyes light up. He instinctively swallowed his saliva and licked his lips. But he didn't expect that this would be the most unbearable teasing for a man. Ning Haotian confidently lowered his head, looking at it with an impatient expression. "Come on." He sat on the edge of the bed. Towards his current acting, which was similar to that of the male protagonists in adult movies, Ning Haotian felt that it wasn't bad. When he came the next day, he would regret it a lot.

"Oh." Those who accept their fate walk over. Men are all like that, and their words sound better than their singing. In the end, the ones who get hurt aren't the women themselves? He imagined himself as a cabbage, lying beside the bed like a salted fish, ready to receive Ning Haotian's help to turn things around for him.

He touched her face with a pained expression. An itchy feeling assaulted him, causing Ji Xianyan to be so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe. "I'm sorry." Ning Haotian's words caused Ji Xiayan to open his eyes and look at him seriously. Curiously, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"No problem, go to sleep." He turned over and didn't even touch her. Ji Xiayan, this anti-transfer from Ning Haotian, was a bit disappointed. He lowered his head to look at his clothes. Was he really that unattractive? After tossing and turning for a long time, Ning Haotian's voice had a smile on it as he said, "Go to sleep, your health is still not good, so I can only endure."

So this was the reason? Ji Xiayan relaxed as he fell asleep with a smile on his face. Before he fell asleep, his only thought was that the man beside him wasn't bad.