Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Qiao Xin, who is taking a bath, is still thinking. Fortunately, the banquet family is thoughtful and has prepared clothes suitable for her size in the wardrobe in advance.

Otherwise, it would be terrible to rush into the bathroom and find no clothes.

The banquet Secretary heard a loud noise from the bathroom door. He was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

The old house of the banquet family covers an area equivalent to a garden. When holding a banquet, several villas will even be opened for guests to rest. Naturally, it is impossible to even clean up a small bedroom. The reason why they want to live in one room is also to prevent their grandparents from being suspicious.

The elders of the banquet family want to hold their little great grandson. They will not stop after knowing that they sleep in separate rooms.

Originally, their marriage was based on Grandma's desire to hold a great grandson. Even if it was acting, it had to act a little in front of her family.

The banquet secretary looked at the big bed in the room at night. The meaning in his eyes was unknown. His black eyes like colored glass had a little light.

I didn't want to argue with her, but I couldn't help teasing her when I saw josin's lively appearance.

Want to drive him to sleep on the sofa? impossible!

It's impossible to sleep on the sofa. It's impossible to stretch your feet. It's impossible for a lifetime!

Only later did the banquet secretary know that compared with the cold study and sofa, it was really fragrant!

After sending e-mail and turning off the computer, banquet secretary went to the shower room on the first floor faster. He took a combat bath quickly. Then lie back on your soft big bed.

When josin came back from the bath, he looked at the man lying in bed in a "big" shape.

He was fast asleep and even snored louder when she entered the room.

Why didn't you find him snoring last night?

"Dead skin!"

She saw the preemptive move from banquet Secretary night today.

Hearing Qiao Xin's dislike, banquet Secretary night gave full play to his acting skills and focused on snoring. Even turned over and pointed his ass at josin.

Qiao Xin looked at the banquet secretary's night of "sweet sleep", gritted his teeth and breathed heavily, and resisted the impulse to shake up the president of the banquet.

As soon as your eyes turn, your heart has a plan. Josin even brought up a malicious smile at the corners of his mouth.

The next second, a small magic claw stretched out next to Yan Siye's nose, and his handsome and proud nose was caught between his thumb and index finger.

Josin lay down next to his pillow, ready to look at the banquet secretary's red face.

She really couldn't bear to see this handsome face turn red, but its owner was too rogue.

But one second passed, five seconds passed, and ten seconds passed. Yan Siye's face was still white and smooth, and there was no suffocation!

Eh, what's going on?

Josin's face looked closely. Did the banquet Secretary sleep at night without breathing?

The distance between the two quickly narrowed. Josin was close to observe. Her nose was really pinched by her. It was absolutely impossible for Yan Siye to breathe through her nose.

The next moment was close to his mouth, and the heat from his face touched josin's face and dispersed in the air.

"Scoundrel!" I didn't expect that there was such a move. The hormones that rushed to his face instantly made Qiao Xin blush. Qiao Xin's left hand also touched Yan Siye's mouth, and his mouth was clamped!

It depends on how you breathe.

Joe Xin blushed to see how banquet Secretary woke up to face her.

"Oh." just being controlled by josin, banquet Secretary night reacted quickly.