Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Little maid: "

Meow meow?

Miss Qiao, are you serious?

Joanne sat at the end of the bed, angry, and specially stared at the little maid. She had a very obvious look. Her face was an expression of "I'm angry, don't come to coax me soon".

The little maid cried and hawed in her heart. She stepped forward and came to Joan's side. She took her clothes in one hand and gently pulled it, "Miss Qiao, don't be angry, will you?"

"Hum!" Proud face.

"I will face you in the future!" The little maid nodded sincerely.

Joanne pulled back her clothes. "No, you promise!"

"Well, well, I promise, I will face you in the future!" The little maid quickly coaxed.

I am so depressed.

Is San Shao drunk, or is Miss Qiao drunk?

Why... Does Miss Qiao look more like someone who is drunk and crazy to be coaxed?

On the contrary, three young people were drunk, lying in bed and motionless.

Finally, I coaxed Miss Qiao, and the little maid retired with success.

Joan carried the antidote soup. If she hadn't promised little cute, she wouldn't feed him.

It's best to die drunk. Let him taste the hangover.

…………

Li Qinghuan returned to Li's house.

The servant came up, "Miss, you're back."

The servant's appearance of wanting to talk and stopping annoyed Li Qinghuan. "Just say something. Don't hesitate."

"Miss, ye Shao has been waiting for you for a while."

Cold dust?

Li Qinghuan quickly flashed across the bottom of his eyes. Why did he come?

Didn't you send song Yunchi home?

Li Qinghuan nodded to show that she understood. She stroked her messy hair and adjusted her facial expression before she stepped into the room.

Ye Hanchen untied two buttons on his shirt, and his face was clear, meaningful and elegant, with a touch of fatigue.

After 12 o'clock, his birthday also passed

"Cold dust, why are you here?" Li Qinghuan stepped forward and naturally sat down beside him. "Didn't you send song Shao back to his official residence?"

"I want to come back and see you." Ye Hanchen thought she had gone home first. Unexpectedly, she hadn't come home when he arrived.

He remembered that she left first.

Said he was a little tired and needed a rest.

Ye Hanchen doesn't want to doubt her. He thinks that as long as he doesn't question and doubt, he won't break the fragile relationship between them.

Ye Hanchen's eyes flashed slightly and asked faintly, "where have you been?"

"I felt a little uncomfortable after drinking, so I walked back by myself."

really?

Ye Hanchen smiled bitterly and didn't even have the courage to question.

Aware of his strangeness, Li Qinghuan hugged his arm and asked softly, "what's the matter, cold dust? Are you not feeling well? "

"Qinghuan, don't lie to me."

Li Qinghuan leaned his head on his shoulder and said with a smile, "how could it be? By the way, I forgot to say happy birthday to you."

She raised her head, stared at him carefully and attentively, and said softly, "happy birthday, cold dust."

The man's eyes were familiar with the color, clasped the back of her head with one hand and kissed deeply.

His kiss was a little impatient, as if eager to prove something. Li Qinghuan put his hands on his chest and pushed him.

"Well..."

"Don't resist me!"

The man's low voice, with a touch of angry roar.

Li Qinghuan's pushing and shoving gradually weakened. Finally, he let him take whatever he wanted and pick it wantonly.

The body was light, and the whole person was picked up by Ye Hanchen.