Falling in love with his bed

Ji Lu and Ding ling'er also let go, and Ding's affairs have been dealt with almost. It seems that things have stabilized again. Ding has to return to Ding Yi's hands again. Fan Zheyun and Ding Yi have perfected Ding's affairs again, and then they find time to return to Ding's mansion.

"No, where's the boy?" Nearly to the door, Ding Yi seems to be this just come back to God, while driving the car, while patting his forehead.

"You, cluck, I don't know if it's his luck or his misfortune for a father like you. It's time to care about him. Hum, you're not afraid that I'll teach you not to care about him when I grow up?" As he spoke, fan Zheyun stretched out his little finger and gently touched Ding Yi's forehead.

"Ha ha, I know, my dear dear dear wife, I must have arranged all these things. Don't I have to worry about it? I think as soon as we get home, Zai Zai will be waiting for us at the gate, right Ding Yi's face is full of laughter. As he talks, he kisses fan Zheyun's face again.

"No, I've said that many times. I'm not your wife!" Fan Zheyun said angrily, and his little hand patted Ding Yi on the shoulder.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts, it hurts!" Ding Yi puts on airs, frowns and looks miserable.

"Come on, they just patted you gently, where will it hurt?" Fan Zheyun, of course, will not be easily deceived. He reaches into Ding Yi's waist and gently pinches it.

"Ouch, ouch, pain, kiss my wife!" Ding Yi didn't dare to pretend any more, so he straightened up quickly.

"Well, you dare to play tricks!" Hum a, toward Ding Yi threw autumn wave dish, fan Zheyun a face of elation, "this, don't pain?"

As he speaks, fan Zheyun's hand is clawed in front of Ding Yi, threatening him.

"Ah, wife, it's really painful!" Ding Yi said with a sad face. He touched his heart with one hand. Seeing that fan Zheyun was going to pinch himself again, he quickly opened his mouth, "wife, stop, stop, I'm in pain here!" Fan Zheyun gave Ding Yi a charming look, "is that right? How can it hurt here? "

"Oh, you don't know, my dear wife. Here is my heart. When you say you don't want to be my wife, he will certainly feel pain, tearing pain!" Ding Yi said, freeing up a hand, holding fan Zheyun's little hand, caressing his heart, feeling that part of his heart beating constantly. Fan Zheyun gently leaned on Ding Yi and said, "kiss my husband, don't hurt. If I don't want to be your wife, who else should I be?"

Listening to fan Zheyun's words of love, Ding Yi's heart was in full bloom, and the soft and tender body around him brought him a feeling of extraordinary comfort. "I'd rather have a good wife than go on like this all my life!"

The car smoothly drove back to the Ding family mansion. Looking at the familiar environment, fan Zheyun was full of joy. As soon as the car stopped, she couldn't wait to jump out of the car.

"Tsai Tsai, mom's back, Tsai Tsai!" Exclaiming excitedly, fan Zheyun rushed into the living room.

When Ding Yi stops the car and gets out of the car, he can only see a figure of fan Zheyun. Ding Yi shakes his head with a smile on his face. "This silly girl, really, can't change her temper!"