The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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The man soon found his wife standing at the door.

"What are you thinking about? Yan Yan ..." He reached out and squeezed her little cheek, then took the bowl of steaming beef noodles.

The irritability in my heart was finally dispelled by the hunger in my body.

He was holding the bowl of familiar noodles and was enjoying himself.

He Xiyan clenched her fingers. Under the light, her face was a little white. She opened her lips a few times before asking for a while.

"Yixuan, who was looking for you just now?"

"Hmm ..." Mo Yixuan paused with his chopsticks in his hands, a flash of elusive emotions, irritability or guilt flashed quickly on his face, but immediately calm.

"It's Shen Tao, the person in charge of the new project. The kid took over such a big project for the first time, maybe it was nervous." He explained lightly, continuing to eat the bowl of noodles as if nothing had happened.

He Xiyan still beat the drum in her heart, she bit her pale lips, and finally did not continue this problem.

Entering the husband in front of her, she put her hand on his shoulder and rubbed and pressed. It was just right and she was very skilled. .

"I've been busy lately, Yixuan ..." She lowered her head, and the gentle breath spread directly on the man's neck.

"Ok……"

The man gave a hum, as if remembering something, he put down the bowl in his hand and turned to look at his wife.

Reaching out and pinching her red face again.

"Are you bathing?"

Retreating from indifference, his voice suddenly softened.

Xi Yan nodded.

She was washed an hour before he returned.

"Okay, go to bed, wait for me!"

Having said that, Mo Yixuan took a big step and went straight into the bathroom.

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The sound of water flowing from the bathroom from time to time, He Xiyan pursed her pale lips, and her clear eyes were just staring at the B-ultrasound checklist. The data can be memorized.

Unnaturally, her hand touched her lower abdomen, she turned to look at the snowflakes falling out of the window. What lingers in the eyes is the expectations of those three years. Of course, she knew that he was also looking forward.

The bathroom door opened, and the man who came out had the perfect figure, and his skin was the healthiest wheat color. At this moment he was wearing a beige bathrobe, his waistband was loose and loose, and large muscles on his chest were exposed, full of temptation and crime.

He Xiyan hurriedly put the paper in her hand into the cabinet at the bedside. She retracted into the warm quilt, and a touch of red appeared on her face.

I've been married for three years, and I don't know why she is still shy.

"Yan Yan, I've been too busy lately. I will come back to accompany you more after this time." Mo Yixuan Buddha went to Xi Yan's long hair, his deep eyes blinked quickly, and There was also a deep guilt under his eyes.

"I know, husband ..." Xi Yan whispered, the husband screamed very lightly, and only in the boudoir, she whispered to the man who had carefully loved him for five years. It was also the man she spent a lot of effort to catch up with.

Mo Yixuan pulled the woman closer to her arms, and soon they all stuck together. There was a burning breath on his chest, and he bowed his head and kissed her red lips.

There was a familiar taste between the lips and teeth, sweet and beautiful, and his body gradually warmed up in this sweet breath.

The small lamp at the bedside blinked ambiguously, and there were extra clothes on the carpet, men's and women's.