Spoiled Wife: Husband, You're Enough

Nalanche locked the bathroom door, walked towards her, reached out and hugged her, tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his body.

"What's the matter?" Tong Xiaoman reached out and poked him on the shoulder. He really didn't understand what he was going to do.

Nalan Che held her for a while, bowed his head and kissed her forehead. He said in a depressed way, "why don't you tell me?"

"What did you say?" Tong Xiaoman couldn't touch his head.

Nalan Che's face was a little tight. After half a sound, he burst out a sentence: "what happened in the morning."

"Morning?" Tong Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then came back and looked at him in surprise. "Do you know?"

"Do you think you can hide something from me? Tell me immediately if you have something in the future, okay?" he stared at her coldly and could not refuse.

He didn't expect that his little wife would starve the next day when she moved home with him and would offer tea to a group of unknown relatives. No wonder he saw that her hands were still stiff. He was angry and wanted to kill, but he was more distressed and remorseful. How could he let her suffer? When he received her text message in the morning, he was in a meeting, He thought she was flirting with him, but he didn't expect her to be so wronged. He regretted that he didn't ask clearly.

Feeling the anger from him, Tong Xiaoman reached out and hugged him, smiled gently and said obediently, "OK, I'll tell you everything in the future." it's strange. In fact, it's not such a big thing. If she told him, he might kill him directly at home.

"Don't take my words as a breeze in the ear, I'll be very angry." seeing her obvious smile, nalanche bowed his head and bit her neck hard.

"Hiss, be gentle. There will be traces. I have to go to class later." Tong Xiaoman immediately swung his fist and beat him on the chest.

"It's better to have a mark." he doesn't mind being seen. It's his brand, especially the boy surnamed Baili. He doesn't have all the hair and wants to rob a woman with him. He's overkill.

"Beast, you speak lightly. I'm the one who is teased, not you." he doesn't want face. She wants it. Tong Xiaoman's face is full of cattle.

Nalan Che looked at her lovely look and smiled. His lips were gently burned on her lips and kissed gently. His palm was down from her waist and gently stroked her buttocks. He asked with concern: "you were tired last night. Is your body still sour?"

Tong Xiaoman's face turned red. He quickly opened the palm that made crispness on her, glanced at him, and said discontentedly, "it's you who's cool, it's me who's hard." when she got up in the morning, her whole body was very sore, especially in the suffering area below. If she hadn't been awakened by autumn lotus, she might have stayed in bed all day today.

Nalan Che smelled the speech and couldn't help smiling: "wife, are you complaining that your husband didn't work hard enough and didn't make you happy?"

Tong Xiaoman's eyelids immediately shook, and he was a little ready to cry without tears: "young master Nalan, how can I not know that you are so capable of misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" he smiled, kissed her on the lips and coaxed in a low voice. "I'll make it up to you tonight."

When Tong Xiaoman heard the speech, the goose bumps on her body immediately rushed out. She immediately shook her head and said, "no, you don't bother me, so you can make up for it."