Mr.Yan chased his wife: marry one and get two free

Of course, Yan Sihan could not do anything to a woman who twisted her feet.

He took wenran in his arms, walked to his Bugatti in three or two steps, and put wenran in the car.

Wenran found that she had overreacted just now.

"I'll do it myself." Wenran took off her high heels.

Oriental women are different from Western women. Their feet are one of the sensitive parts of the body and can't be shown to others.

Fortunately, she wore silk stockings on her feet, as if she had a layer of shame cloth after she left.

Yan Sihan never touched a woman's feet.

I never knew that women's feet would be so soft in their hands.

Ying Ying's grip, some ice.

Wenran unconsciously pulled back.

"Hiss."

Yan Sihan unconsciously lightened the strength in his hand and looked up at her, "does it hurt you?"

Wenran shook his head: "it doesn't matter."

Yan Sihan gently turned her heel a few times, "how about it? Do you feel it? "

Wenran shook his head again, "No."

Yan Sihan let go of her and got up. "I shouldn't have twisted my muscles and bones. If you don't trust me, I can take you to a nearby hospital."

"No." Wenran helped the car down. "The office has a panel discussion this morning. I don't have time."

Yan Sihan took a deep look at her.

The woman was cold and indifferent. At first glance, she thought she didn't eat human fireworks, but she told him that she married him for money.

But when he gave her the chance to get along with him, she refused him on the grounds of work.

If it were another woman, she would certainly seize this opportunity and use the excuse to go to the hospital to spend more time with him.

Since you like money so much, won't you get more by holding him up and being his forever Mrs. Yan?

Yan Sihan could not see through the little wife in front of him.

If it's not too short-sighted, it's too deep in mind.

Yan Sihan slightly hooked his lips, "get in the car and I'll take you to the office."

Wen ran was stunned, "no need."

Yan Sihan didn't give her a chance to refute. He raised his legs and walked towards the cab.

Wenran was silent for two seconds and turned into the back seat.

I don't know who has heard that the co pilot of a man's car is reserved for his beloved woman.

Wen ran knew that she was not Yan Sihan's beloved woman, so she chose to sit in the back seat.

Yan Sihan didn't say anything about this.

Just ten minutes later, Bugatti stopped at a women's shoe store.

"Get off." Yan Sihan said.

Wenran looked through the window at the sign of the women's shoe store.

GG, a world-famous luxury brand, a pair of ordinary shoes can offset her salary for several months.

With wenran's current income, he really doesn't have the courage to enter such insoles.

When he hesitated, the door was opened. Yan Sihan stood outside, against the morning light, his body was as long as a god relegated.

"Get off."

He said it again.

Wen ran stared at the cheap high-heeled shoes under his feet, "actually not

Yan Sihan asked, "do you want me to hold you down?"

Finally, Wen ran still didn't choose to let Yan Sihan hold her down.

Seeing Yan Sihan and Wen ran entering the store, the clerk was very enthusiastic and asked Yan Sihan, "do you buy shoes for your girlfriend?"

Yan Sihan didn't admit or deny, "give her those flat heels."

The clerk then asked wenran, "what size shoes do you wear?"

Wen ran: "thirty four yards."

The shop assistant was stunned. Wen ran was 1.65 meters tall. Generally, she wore shoes about 37 yards. It was the first time she heard that someone had such small feet.

"Wait a minute. Size 34 shoes are rare. I'll check them first."

Wen ran also knows that her feet are too small to buy shoes, so many times she says she wears shoes a size larger.

I don't know why. When hearing the clerk say so, Yan Sihan unconsciously clenched the hand holding Wen Ran's small foot just now.

No wonder it's so small in his hand that it's not even as big as his palm.

His eyes unconsciously looked at Wen Ran's small feet.

I suddenly feel dry in my mouth.

Not long after, the clerk took out a pair of shoes from the warehouse and said with a smile, "sorry, flat shoes, only this style has 34 yards. Would you like to try them first?"

Wenran nodded, "OK."

White flat calf leather is not the latest style this year, but it is very comfortable to wear on your feet.

Wenran hasn't worn such suitable shoes for a long time.

Sneakers are better, and high heels have almost no size for her feet.

Before she could speak, Yan Sihan had gone to the counter to pay, "I want this pair."

Wenran hurried up, "let me pay."

Yan Sihan looked at her coldly. "Do you think I don't even have money to buy a pair of shoes for my wife?"

Wenran naturally doesn't think so, just······

Wenran didn't refuse. She smiled, "thank you."

The cell phone rings at this time.

It's Lin Yujiao.

Lin Yujiao seldom calls her at work, except about the two little ones.

The child has a headache and fever, which is never a sign. Wen ran excuses to go to the toilet and quickly answers the phone, "what's the matter with Yujiao?"

In the mobile phone, Lin Yujiao's voice was a little hurried, "Ran Ran Ran, did you watch the news? The Internet is boiling. "

It's not just that something happened to the two little ones. Wen ran relaxed and asked casually, "what's the matter? You called me just for the network news?"

Lin Yujiao, "no, it's all spread on the Internet now. It's said that Meng YingYing and Yan Sihan got the certificate yesterday. There's a picture and a truth."