Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

It's terrible for a man to start eating meat.

Banquet Secretary Ye's hand was still on her waist. Their skin touched each other, and josin's face began to heat up uncontrollably.

"What time is it? Get up and go to work quickly." then he opened the quilt. Josin's feet were held back by the banquet company night before they landed.

Josin's heart beat faster, and she was tightly held by the banquet company. His nose was close to his chest, and the tip of his nose was full of the good smell of shower gel.

"I asked you for leave. You're taking a day off at home today. How's your body? Does it hurt?"

Banquet Secretary night held Josie in his arms, and his white slender fingers kept making trouble on Josie. Touch here and pinch there. One night is enough for the banquet Secretary to find out what are the sensitivities of josin.

"Fortunately, don't touch..." josin dodged his hand. Until Yan Siye gently bit her ear and stroked her back with his big hand.

Josin's back has always been sensitive, especially when he was a child. She likes to let the little girl at the table tickle her very much. It's very comfortable.

Don't wait for josin to continue his struggle. Banquet Secretary night covered himself again.

Josin lost his struggle.

Wake up again, it's already two o'clock in the afternoon. There is no banquet night beside me, but there is still warmth in the quilt.

On the bedside table, there is a post of banquet Secretary night: I'll go to the company for a meeting first. Put the prepared food on the table. Heat it up before eating.

My aunt is on vacation this week. They just managed to make do with it for a week. Fortunately, josin's craft was OK and didn't starve the banquet Secretary to death.

Dinner cooked at night? She's never eaten it!

Meijosin opened the quilt and got out of bed. As soon as her feet landed, she fell to the ground without taking two steps. This waist is so sore!

Trembling legs moved downstairs. Joshin went to the bathroom first.

Now josin is the only one in the huge villa. The bathroom is steaming.

Qiaoxin lifted her hair. The skin in the mirror was full of blue and purple marks, and the marks on her neck were exaggerated. Qiaoxin felt that she couldn't go out unless she was wearing high collar clothes.

There are lean meat porridge and small steamed stuffed buns on the table. Sun Ji's steamed stuffed buns shop has a very good business in Haicheng, and there are long queues in front of the steamed stuffed buns shop all the time. Qiao Xin never forgets it after eating once, but the banquet Secretary has a good memory.

"Sister, where are you now?"

Just after taking a bath, Qiao Xin received a call from Qiao yuan. Qiao yuan's voice was very low.

"I live with your brother-in-law. What's the matter with you, Xiaoyuan? What's wrong with your voice?"

Josin pinches his cell phone and worries about what's wrong with Qiaoyuan now.

"Elder sister, my mother said you are the eldest miss of the Su family. You won't come back. Will you still recognize me as a brother?"

After a quarrel with Yang Cuihua just now, he ran out of the house directly. There was another Su Qing at home, who disliked this and that.

Yang Cuihua is busy trying to comfort Su Qing. Maybe he hasn't noticed yet. Qiao yuan ran out in anger.

Although Qiao Xin is very disappointed with her adoptive mother Yang Cuihua, it does not mean that she will never manage Yang Cuihua and Qiao yuan again.

Moreover, Qiao yuan is different from Yang Cuihua. The young man's mind is pure. Qiao Xin and Qiao yuan grew up together from childhood and exchanged sincerity for sincerity. Naturally, Qiao Xin loves Qiao yuan's brother very much.