Forced Marriage: Super Petite Wife

Yang Xiao was so nervous that he forgot to breathe.

Endless reveries poured out of my heart.

At the moment when Cheng Yi's hand rested on his shoulder, he grabbed Cheng Yi's shoulder and pushed her away.

Finally, a deep breath came. Yang Xiao felt that the fingertips touching Cheng Yi's shoulder were on fire. It was very hot.

Cheng Yi didn't bring a change of clothes. Aunt Wan brought her a Yang Xiao sweater.

It's very spacious. She looks like a skirt.

At the moment, Yang Xiao felt that it was his own clothes. How to wear them on her would make a completely different touch.

He is afraid of his body's reaction and is found by Cheng Yi.

"I'm kidding. Are you serious?" Yang Xiao pushed Cheng Yi into the quilt.

He fled, stepped over Cheng Yi's body, jumped into bed, took a few steps, flew, and landed by the window.

He opened a crack in the window and let the icy wind blow to his face.

"I don't mean that. I just want you to pretend to be my girlfriend so that my mother doesn't talk a lot every day. I don't want to go on a blind date... I'm not comfortable being asked and judged by those excellent girls." Yang Xiao said.

He stared at the sky outside the window.

I hate my cowardice.

Why don't you understand so much? If you're not a gentleman, you don't have to do anything. Liu Xiahui is really worthless!

He breathed steadily and deeply, trying to calm his enthusiastic heartbeat and some impulses.

The fingertips still remember the touch just now. The nose still smells like the shampoo on Cheng Yi's head.

It's strange. I use shampoo every day.

Why is it on her? It smells so good.

Cheng Yi looks at his back and his shoulders undulating because of his nervous breathing.

"Sorry."

She felt sorry for her recklessness.

Also lowered his head for his meanness.

With such a bad mind, I tried to figure out Yang Xiao.

He is so clean, how can he

"No, no, No."

When Yang Xiao heard that he was sorry, he was really sorry. He quickly turned around and said no.

He saw Cheng Yi sitting in the position he had just taken.

He sat there with his back against the wardrobe and his head buried in his knees.

Cheng Yi feels funny about what happened just now. He is covering his face and smiling silently.

Yang Xiaogang's behavior can be regarded as the warmest move she has ever seen.

So tall he, like a burning ass, jumped into bed and made a triple jump just to get some air by the window.

The more Cheng Yi thinks about it, the more he feels funny.

Yang Xiao didn't know she was laughing, but saw her body trembling.

"You... You... Don't..." he took a few more steps. When he came to Cheng Yi, he said nervously, "did I hurt you? Hit me. I... Oh, I'm a pig. I'm stupid in front of girls. You scold me. Don't feel bad."

He didn't know where to put his hands or feet. He squatted there like a giant baby who did something wrong.

Want to comfort, but dare not touch Cheng Yi again. I'm afraid she will be more sad.

"Cheng Yi, you... Don't cry..." Yang xiaorou said.

The sound was as light as a feather across the tip of the heart.

With some nasal sounds, it seemed that he was going to cry.

Cheng Yi suddenly raised her head, a super bright smiling face and a hearty laugh.

"Yang Xiao, am I a virus?"

She stared into Yang Xiao's eyes and asked.

In her eyes, there seemed to be stars flashing, which made Yang Xiao stunned.

Yang Xiao answered in his heart: I think you are. That very powerful influenza virus infected my heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney at once!

He scratched his head and said, "so you're laughing at me."

Cheng Yi was happy to roll on the ground and buried her head in the quilt. The high-quality suede quilt cover rubbed on her face like a pair of gentle hands gently stroking her.

Stability, freedom.

I haven't felt like this for a long time.

Yang Xiao's stupidity and his tenderness make Cheng Yicheng completely free from bondage.

Even the conditions he offered were like two little friends playing at home.

You are my father, I am my mother, and we have a son made of pillows.

Yang Xiao squatted so numb that he didn't feel uncomfortable.

Looking at Cheng Yi like a puppy, rolling in the fluffy quilt, ripples sprang up in his heart.

Maybe this is love.

Like a warm spring, it bubbles up the heart, bubbling

Yang Xiao hates this feeling.

This feeling made him lose the image of the male god of abstinence, made him greedy and made him unlike himself.

Only a simple and stupid him can make Cheng Yi so happy.

If she is seen on the other side, will she feel annoying

Cheng Yi raised her head and said, "this is your bed. Go up and sleep. I sleep underground. There is a smell I like in this quilt."

"OK."

Yang Xiaochong drowned and said, "my quilt pad is thin. I'm afraid you'll have low back pain when you sleep. I'll pad you another layer?"

"No pain." Cheng Yi pushed him and said, "go to bed. Aren't you going to ride a horse tomorrow?"

"Yes."

Yang Xiao was lying in bed, but he still couldn't calm down.

Hiding a monster in his stomach, he kept scratching his heart, itching and confused.

I'm afraid I'm going to ride a horse with two dark circles under my eyes tomorrow.

"Yang Xiao, I have insomnia." Cheng Yi said dully.

The sound seemed to come out across the quilt.

Before, Yang Xiao was afraid that his operation failed and he was afraid to admit his mistakes.

But seeing Cheng Yi now, I heard Cheng Yi say she had insomnia.

He understood that the operation had really failed.

But it's not that hard to accept.

He didn't know that she was so lovely. Now she is still so. What about her before?

Those small nerves that have been cut off are growing up unconsciously.

Between people, some invisible and untouchable things are also growing madly.

Not only love, but also hate.

Mu family mansion.

Lamborghini's loud engine broke the silence of the house.

Mu Yufan's room is always on.

He looked down through the window. It was mu sifan who came back.

He went to investigate and found that Cheng Yi was missing. He came back to find someone to settle the account.

Sisi has always been like this.

He won't be dumb. Even if it's his fault, he will try his best to find a way to vent his emotions.

Mu Yufan is waiting for him, waiting for criticism and resentment.

He watched Lamborghini slowly drive into the garage, went to a small table in the room and sat down. Vodka filled two milk cups.

Count the time silently in your heart.

3，2，1！

The door was kicked open.

"Is that you?" musfan asked.

"The old rule is to drink the wine first and then talk well." Mu Yufan pointed to the high vodka on the table and raised his eyebrows.

Mu sifan went to the table and picked up the cup. The two brothers touched the cup and drank it in one gulp.

Wine is really a magical liquid. It looks very pure, crystal clear, but with dark energy.

Vodka burns its throat and goes to the stomach. When it passes through the heart, the liquor is stored here, which makes the heart ache, like burning a few holes alive.

"Why?" Mu sifan put down his glass and stared at mu Yufan.

Gradually, he felt that the big brother in front of him became blurred.

The surrounding scene is also distorted.

Before he could vent his anger, he fell to the ground.

Mu Yufan hurriedly dragged him and wouldn't let him lie on the ground.

With brute force, put him to bed and cover him with a quilt.

"The next two days are weekends. Let's have a good rest," Mu Yufan said.

He sighed softly and said, "I thought I could give you sleeping pills when you didn't find Cheng Yi missing... You're still so smart."