Born to be together: this president is so perverted

The grape like big eyes looked at Han Zhifan, which made it difficult for him to ignore. He could only say "Hmm" to Grandpa.

After agreeing to stay here for one night, Xu Wuyou wanted to go around the yard. Thinking of what Han Zhifan said last time, he came to his ear and asked softly, "can I go around the yard?"

"HMM." Han Zhifan nodded.

"Is there any taboo to visit your yard, or where you can't go?" Xu Wuyou was very cautious last time when he was scolded innocently.

Han Zhifan's eyes coagulated and looked at Xu Wuyou with determination. She felt empty in her heart and quickly piled up a smile on her face, "if it's inconvenient, I won't go."

She's afraid of him?

This cognition made Han Zhifan stunned, pursed his lips, "there is no taboo."

"Grandpa, I'll go out for a stroll." Xu Wuyou has a happy smile on her face and is as excited as a flying bird. Last time she was chased back by Han Zhifan before she had enough. Now she must go and have a good look.

Han Shengyang nodded, narrowed his eyes and looked at Xu Wuyou's back. He thought that the couple were not without feelings. They all whispered.

His narrowed eyes suddenly became clear, and a small plan came to his mind.

But he didn't know if it was feasible. He had to test it first.

Han Shengyang is really curious about what happens when Han Zhifan really likes a girl. No way, the older he gets, the more gossip he gets. He especially wants to see Han Zhifan become a big vinegar bag, a childish ghost and a strict wife.

The picture should be very happy. Han Shengyang wants to see this side of him. Otherwise, he always looks crazy, dragged and cold. He is tired of reading it and needs to change his taste.

Moreover, Xu Wuyou is Han Zhifan's big life at a glance.

Han Shengyang quietly walked to Han Zhifan and directly asked, "Zhifan, your granddaughter-in-law is ill. Can you still do that?"

The old man is becoming more and more rogue.

"Ask your granddaughter-in-law." Han Zhifan didn't want to answer such a boring question.

This boy is getting more and more dragged after getting married. It's great to have a wife! You haven't married your daughter-in-law for two months, and I have married my daughter-in-law all my life. If you want to drag, it's also your grandfather's drag!

Han Shengyang quietly looked around Han Zhifan, trying to know from his body and facial expression whether Han Zhifan wanted to be dissatisfied?

It is reasonable to say that tubal inflammation should prohibit the ceremony of Duke Zhou, which is better for rehabilitation. Han Zhifan looks cold, but he doesn't force that when his daughter-in-law is ill.

Well, it should not be possible.

Since he dragged so much, and then he couldn't that, he'd better change the surprise into surprise!

I hope Han Zhifan can learn from tonight's lesson and don't show off that he has a wife in the future.

Han Shengyang smiled cunningly, called the housekeeper and whispered to him.

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Xu Wuyou walked in the villa yard and went to the orchard. He saw a persimmon tree full of fruit, red like a red lantern. Xu Wuyou looks a little hungry. Thinking of being pregnant, eating some persimmons in moderation is also good for his health.

Reached out to pick a ripe persimmon, wiped it, peeled it and ate it. Well, it's so sweet. Xu Wuyou walked around the persimmon tree while eating persimmons. Suddenly, she choked.

Hey, I'll be scolded again this time.

Why didn't she see whose tree it was before eating?

Xu Wuyou looked at the three words "Han Zhifan" hanging on the persimmon tree. He didn't know whether to swallow or spit the persimmon meat he hadn't swallowed.

The end of cheap hands. Based on the principle of no waste, Xu Wuyou carelessly swept around and quickly destroyed the persimmon after finding no one else.

One less Han Zhifan won't find out. Xu Wuyou comforted himself secretly.

"What are you doing?" a voice came. Xu Wuyou's body shook. Wasn't there nobody just now?

Xu Wuyou turns around in shock, looks at the sound source and sees Han miner.

She was embarrassed. She was found stealing persimmons under Han Zhifan's name. Han miner didn't like her so much. She must complain.

She's scared!

Han min'er was in the orchard just now and saw a figure sneaking around. He hurried over to have a look, but he didn't want to see Xu Wuyou.

She looked at the persimmon skin in Xu Wuyou's hand and looked up at the persimmon tree. After seeing the sign hanging on the tree, she suddenly smiled.

Xu Wuyou is over!

Seeing Han miner's smile, Xu wuworry was even more frightened.

"Xu Wuyou picked Han Zhifan's persimmons and hurried back to apologize to him, or even the Bodhisattva can't save you." this is really not Han miner scaring Xu Wuyou.

Instead, it is.

Han min'er, as an aunt, dared not eat the persimmon from the persimmon tree.

Because this persimmon tree was planted by Wu Yaner for Han Zhifan. He is very precious. No one can eat the persimmons growing on the persimmon tree; The persimmon tree can't move. [changed.]

"Go back." Han min'er said sincerely. She really didn't like Xu Wuyou, but she just wanted them to divorce, not that she was killed by Han Zhifan.

Xu Wuyou shook his head and ate a persimmon. Han Zhifan certainly won't know.

However, Han min'er's words scattered her fluke mentality.

"There are several persimmons on this persimmon tree. Han Zhifan knows how many persimmons were picked and dropped one day."

Hey, is the persimmon from this tree gold? Why should it be so clear?

"Is it really so terrible?" Xu Wuyou confirmed.

"Don't believe it. Don't blame me for not reminding you." Han min'er was unhappy, and his kindness didn't pay off.

Well, it seems true. Han miner is so serious.

After weighing in his heart, Xu Wuyou gritted his teeth and apologized to Han Zhifan. It was her fault to steal his persimmon.

It took three minutes to come. When Xu Wuyou walked back, he was stunned for ten minutes, hesitating and grinding haw.

When she finally walked into the living room, she saw Han Zhifan's cold face. Xu Wuyou had stage fright again!

If you lose your life for a fruit, it's really terrible and can't bear to see.

Xu Wuyou collected the uneasiness on his face, raised the corners of his mouth, and burst out a bright and dazzling smile. He sat next to Han Zhifan with a sweet and soft tone, and gently called him, "husband."

Listening to this voice, Han Zhifan knew that there must be no good. He turned his head and looked at the woman smiling with a flower. He was silent and his eyebrows were light.

Silence was bad for her. Xu Wuyou thought about it. He leaned over and kissed Han Zhifan's cheek with a smile. "Husband, do you like it?"

A kiss is not enough to make Han Zhifan's heart surging. He is still cold and expressionless, "what's the matter?"