Doted On Pregnant Wife:Good Night,Mr Zhan!

Zhan hanjue's eyes look dim. This girl is used to using some unexpected tricks.

He suddenly thought of Luo Shihan...

the girl who looked weak and harmless.

Then, the Han Jue suddenly pushed Yan Zheng Ling away.

Yan Zhengling stares at him with hurt emotion in his eyes. "What's the matter with you?"

Zhan hanjue stood up impatiently. Seeing her injured expression, he was deeply distressed.

"I bought you clothes. I'll get them." He made an excuse to leave.

Yan Zhengling's expression was gloomy and nodded, "well."

How could she not see his resistance to her?

His moody, sometimes intimate to her and sometimes alienated, was like a puppet being manipulated.

Yan Zhengling sighed weakly, "when can you recover your memory?"

After a while, Baron Zhan came in with some clothes bags. Obviously, his bad mood has been sealed in his body.

He handed the bag to Yan Zhengling and said in a soft voice, "do you like it or not?"

Yan Zhengling took out the skirt and his eyes were shining, "what a beautiful skirt. I haven't worn such a lady's skirt for a long time? "

"Go and have a try?" Han Han Jue said

Yan Zheng Ling nodded, "yes."

Holding her clothes to the cloakroom --

looking at her back, the color of her eyes was slightly heavy.

After she entered the cloakroom, he stood up gracefully. Standing outside the cloakroom, his tall body cast a dark shadow.

Yan Zhengling changed into a valiant suit and put on the familiar lace lady skirt. The half hollowed out bra was decorated with roses, and the skirt of the long skirt also had roses sprinkled with flowers, which made her look like a noble spirit who had been summoned to restore the status of an elf.

Yan Zhengling curled up her long hair and showed her swan neck with a casual ball head. It makes her as delicate as a princess.

She has always been the princess of the baron.

She danced in the cloakroom with joy.

She danced the swan with a moving gesture.

Han hanjue looked at her, and the black pupil of the iceberg was melted instantly.

Such a strict Zheng Ling. It's very nice to be innocent, without any city government and calculation, and without ruthless wrist.

Yan Zhengling accidentally touched the door of the wardrobe and cried out in pain.

Han Jue didn't care about other people to push the door and enter. He ran straight to her, "Zheng Ling. Are you all right? "

Zheng Ling chuckled and said, "brother Jue, I seem to go back to the past, carefree, and open my eyes every day when I can be your coquettish."

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