Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

Zhang Fan, who came down from Zhou Xiaolei, leaned back on the head of the bed. On his beautiful face like an ancient sculpture, there was a look of satisfaction, a pair of black eyes, slightly narrowed, and a smooth light was constantly bursting out.

"Asshole."

Zhou Xiaolei, who was nearly torn apart by Zhang Fan, heard Zhang Fan's voice in her ear. She could not help but look at Zhang Fan, pursed her small mouth and scolded her.

"Xiaolei baby, how can you call your husband a smelly bastard."

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and held Zhou Xiaolei into his arms and said with a smile: "Xiaolei baby, do you believe me to toss you for another hour?"

"I Letter. "

Zhou Xiaolei wanted to say "I don't believe it." but when she thought of Zhang Fan's bravery, she shivered and swallowed the word "no".

"If you believe me, don't scold me, you know." Zhang Fan, satisfied and nodded his head, said seriously.

"I see." Zhou Xiaolei is clever.

"Xiaolei is so cute."

With these six words, Zhang Fan stopped talking.

Zhang Fan did not speak, and Zhou Xiaolei naturally did not speak. She nestled in Zhang Fan's arms and enjoyed the warmth of Zhang Fan's arms.

In a quarter of an hour.

"Xiaolei, I'll take you to the bath."

"Good."

Seeing Zhou Xiaolei nodding, Zhang Fan carried Zhou Xiaolei into the bathroom. Meimei took a mandarin duck bath, went back to bed, hugged each other and said good night. They closed their eyes and began to sleep.

Saturday.

Less than seven o'clock, Zhang Fan woke up. While he sat up, he lifted the quilt and went down from the bed and began to dress.

"Zhang Fan, what do you do when you get up so early?"

By Zhang Fan's movement, to wake up Zhou Xiaolei, Mu Lu looks at Zhang Fan who is dressed there in doubt. She asks.

"There's something wrong, of course." Zhang Fan said casually.

What's up?

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Zhou Xiaolei's eyes flashed with a flash of light. After a few turns, she sat up. She looked at Zhang Fan seriously and asked, "what's the matter?"

"The day before yesterday, I promised Qing'er to spend the day with her, so..." Zhang Fan didn't say it. He believed Zhou Xiaolei could understand.

Seeing this, some people will ask, how can Zhang Fan tell Zhou Xiaolei about this? Is he not afraid that Zhou Xiaolei will get angry.

For this

Zhang Fan naturally has his own plan.

Zhou Xiaolei has already known the existence of Zhuyeqing. So, she doesn't tell Zhou Xiaolei about her company with Zhuyeqing. If Zhou Xiaolei knows about it in the future, she will be furious. Now she tells her directly, but she won't.

This is not

"Zhang Fan, you get up so early to find the bamboo leaf green." After listening to Zhang Fan's words, Zhou Xiaolei is not angry, but Yuyan is cold, she hums coldly.

"So to speak."

Zhang Fan sneered, and then, his face was flat and serious. His dark eyes were shining with solemn light. He said seriously, "my wife, if you don't want me to go, as long as you say something, I'll call Qing'er and return this matter."

"Zhang Fan, you are saying that I am careful."

With the fall of Zhang Fan's words, the frost on Zhou Xiaolei's jade face is almost to be transformed into essence. Her voice is even colder than the cold air from the purgatory of Jiuyou. Looking at Zhang Fan's eyes, the ice light splashes everywhere, as if to release the ancient treasure: frozen light.

"Er..."

Zhou Xiaolei's reaction startled Zhang Fan. He stabilized his mind and said seriously, "my wife, tell me who said you are careful. If I don't fight, his parents can't recognize it."

"Shameless."

Cherry lips light open, Zhou Xiaolei spit out these two words, then, she waved: "if you want to go, go quickly, don't disturb my sleep."

"Hey, hey."

With a smile, Zhang Fan enters the washroom, takes a quick shower, and comes out. When he is about to walk towards the door, Zhou Xiaolei's firm words ring in his ear.

"Before 7 p.m., you must go home, or you will be at your own risk."

"Make sure you get home on time."

Turning back, Zhang Fan opened the door and went out. After taking the door, he walked downstairs.

"Uncle, you are down."

Half an hour ago, Li Lan, who had already got up, saw Zhang Fan coming down from the stairs. She said with a smile. In turn, Li Lan's face and eyes showed doubts and asked, "uncle, miss, why didn't you come down with you?"

"I got up so early because of something. Xiaolei is still sleeping in bed." Zhang Fanxiao explained.

"So it is."

After listening to Zhang Fan's explanation, Li Lan's doubts on her face and eyes were suddenly covered. As she walked to the kitchen, she said to Zhang Fan, "uncle, I'm going to make breakfast. Please wait a moment.""Aunt LAN, I'm going out soon. I'll have breakfast outside. You don't have to do it." Zhang Fan quickly exclaimed.

"Then All right

Li Lan stopped. She nodded her head. Then, she went to the wall, picked up a broom and a dustpan and began to clean the floor.

"Aunt LAN, I'm leaving."

Zhang Fan, who went to the door and changed his slippers, said to Li Lan. He opened the door and walked out of the villa.

"Uncle, be careful on the way."

"Yes."

At the same time, Zhang Fan offered a sacrifice to his ink wings. His wings were shaken for a moment. He rose up in the air and flew toward the green bamboo villa.

About five minutes after Zhang Fan left.

Our president of Zhou University came down from upstairs.

A set of Adidas sportswear outlines Zhou Xiaolei's perfect figure, with long hair and high curling up. She exudes a strong sense of competence.

"Miss, didn't my uncle say you were sleeping? Why did you..."

"I couldn't sleep, so I got up."

Before Li Lan finished a word, Zhou Xiaolei interrupted and looked around. She didn't see Zhang Fan's figure. She asked, "aunt LAN, has Zhang Fan left?"

"My uncle has been away for five minutes." Li Lan replied.

"Well, I see."

Zhou Xiaolei nodded her head, and Lianbu moved gently toward the anti-theft door of the villa. When she reached the door, she changed her shoes, put on a pair of white Adidas sports shoes, opened the security door and went out.

Out of the yard, Zhou Xiaolei walked to the foot of Zizhu mountain in the distance. No, she trotted there.

"Miss, when she comes back from exercise, she must have breakfast."

Taking back her eyes, Li Lan flashed such a sentence in her head. After putting the broom and dustpan on her hand beside the wall, she turned and entered the kitchen.

Wenhai City, southern suburbs of bamboo forest.

Deep in the bamboo forest, green bamboo villa.

Deep in the villa, an independent villa.

On the first floor of the villa, at the sofa in the hall, a beautiful woman in blue pajamas, with long hair and a waterfall like Cape, sits here in a pavilion.

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