Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Father Xia really wanted to beat Xia Liuzhou again.

"Mr. Xia should be glad. Fortunately, Mr. Yan came in time, and Xia Liu's trick didn't succeed. Otherwise, you wouldn't be waiting for him outside the operating room."

Liu tezhu's face was expressionless and cold, just like the cold temperament of banquet Secretary Ye.

After a long night with the banquet secretary, even Liu tezhu learned a lot from the boss, especially the temperament of a big man.

Watching Xia Fu fall into a chair, Liu tezhu stopped looking at him and left the hospital.

"It's over, it's all over now." father Xia whispered, his eyes lost consciousness, as if he had been taken away at once, and looked lonely.

"Don't cry, it makes me upset. Look at your good son. Our Xia family will be gone tomorrow. What's the use of crying?"

The crying of his wife next to him made Xia Fu's ears hurt. He was already anxious. He immediately roared at Xia mother sitting aside.

Xia's mother stopped crying. Now it's really her son's fault. For a time, the atmosphere outside the operating room was very calm, only the operating light kept flashing, and the quiet environment seemed more desperate.

In the bedroom on the second floor of Linjiang villa, the warm yellow desk lamp at the head of the bed glows faintly. The white and beautiful girl on the bed was leaning against the bed, looking at the banquet night sitting on one side.

Banquet Secretary night stared at josin with concerned eyes: "are you still afraid now?" the big hand took her little hand.

Qiao Xin shook her head slightly, looked at the eyes of Yan Siye, and her smile was gentle and beautiful: "fortunately, as soon as you appeared, I put my heart down, and now it has slowed down."

"Go to sleep. I'll stay with you. I'll leave when you fall asleep." banquet Secretary Ye tucked in josin's quilt and watched her lie down slowly.

Josin: "Si ye, are you afraid of my nightmares?"

Banquet Secretary night: "yes, I'm afraid you can't sleep when you're frightened."

The bed is so big. It's still a big bed of 1.8 meters. Josin can't use so much space alone.

"Or..." Qiao Xin's eyes twinkled. Isn't that good? Will the banquet Secretary think she's not reserved enough?

Since determining his mind, josin knows that he has moved his feelings for banquet night, and there is nothing to pinch.

But is it not good to share a bed when they have just confirmed their relationship?

Although they have got a marriage certificate.

"Why don't I sleep with you and warm your bed at night." the banquet secretary took over quickly without waiting for josin to finish his words, and then looked forward to looking at josin.

"It's autumn. It's still hot to cover the quilt at night. The air conditioner is still on at 26 degrees."

Josin looked at the air conditioner on the wall. Although it is early autumn, it is not necessary to warm the bed now.

"I'll get the pillow." before josin finished speaking, the banquet Secretary immediately got up and went back to his room, holding the pillow and occupying the other half of josin's bed.

... josin stared at a series of operations of banquet Secretary night. She hasn't finished yet!

But the banquet night is like this. Josin has never seen it before.

The banquet Secretary night, who has always been black and domineering, looks a little milk now?

Looking at his uncontrollable smile on the corner of his mouth, is banquet Secretary night waiting for her to say that?

She seemed to have been trapped by the big man. Because she didn't have time to say anything, he took the pillow excitedly.