Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

"What are you doing standing at my door?" Nangong orange doesn't look very good.

What she hates most is a person who quietly appears behind her.

"Wife, I'm your husband. I don't stand at your door when I go home. Where should I go?" Ji Liangchuan looked unhappy and tried to keep his tone normal.

Nangong orange seems to be right when listening to Ji Liangchuan.

This is his home. He comes whenever he wants, and she has no right to object.

"Oh, you skipped work today?" Nangong orange looked at the time, two hours ahead of work.

"It ends early today. Otherwise, I'll go out with you. Your favorite strawberry is ripe."

"Ah?" Nangong orange was pulled away by Ji Liangchuan before he reacted.

Ji Liangchuan didn't think his wife was tired. With a wave of his hand, the housekeeper came over in an electric convertible.

"Sir, madam, it was just delivered this afternoon." Housekeeper Yuan said with a smile.

Ji Liangchuan motioned Nangong orange to sit up. She recalled that the direction of the orchard was too far. It was estimated that it would be late in the evening.

Ji Liangchuan drove to the orchard himself, followed by the bodyguard behind him.

In the impression of Nangong orange, Ji Liangchuan has never been so boring as now.

"I'm still in your eyes?" Ji Liangchuan raised his mouth and threw an eyebrow at Nangong orange.

Nangong orange's chin is falling to the ground. When did he become so fussy?

"If you don't promise, you'll default!" Ji Liangchuan happily made a decision for Nangong orange.

"Scoundrel!"

"I just want to be your scoundrel!"

Nangong orange doesn't want to talk at all. Ji Liangchuan's mouth can make people angry and become greasy at the same time.

The residence is 40 minutes away from the orchard. The environment is elegant all the way; Majestic breeze gently Buddha over her long hair, which swept Ji Liangchuan's neck.

It itches.

"Wife, help me scratch my neck. It's super itchy. Do you see if it's red?" Ji Liangchuan spoke quickly.

Nangong orange looked at Ji Liangchuan's smooth neck and had nothing.

Scratch ghosts?

"Come on..."

"Nothing!" Nangong orange tells the truth.

At Ji Liangchuan's request, he stretched out his hand and gently scratched his neck.

Ji Liangchuan was the most ticklish and was gently scratched by Nangong orange. His whole body itched and he couldn't help laughing.

But not, even the body reacted.

The car suddenly stopped, and Nangong Chengli fell into Ji Liangchuan's arms.

The bodyguard's car also stopped and silently stopped to one side.

Nangong orange hugged his waist for fear of falling from the convertible.

"Wife!" Ji Liangchuan's voice sounded over Nangong orange's head. Nangong orange suddenly looked up and met his spring.

Ji Liangchuan held the back of her head in both hands, aimed at her slightly open mouth and kissed it.

"Ji Liang... You can't..."

Ji Liangchuan did not give his wife any chance and deepened his hard won kiss again; After feeling her response, the sweetness in my heart followed.

At the end of the kiss, Ji Liangchuan tightly hugged his wife in his arms and leaned against the seat to let her have a good rest.

"Wife, I love you." Ji Liangchuan pecked again and looked at her red face.

"Sex wolf!"

"Next time I'll take it easy. Shall we sleep together at night?

I promise not to kiss you or touch you. " Ji Liangchuan winked at his wife. Her response just now was to give him courage.

"You're going too far!" Nangong orange was so angry that she suddenly thought about it. She seemed to respond to Ji Liangchuan's kiss.

Is she crazy?