Transmigrated as the wife of wealthy vegetative man

As soon as Zhao Xueqi put the phone to her ear in the surveillance, the phone in Mu Yanyan's hand rang. There is no such coincidence in the world, it must be Zhao Xueqi's call.

Mu Yanyan felt that her two small hands were holding a hot potato, but the protagonist beside her didn't have any expressions, as if she had nothing to do with him.

Mu Yanyan held the phone in front of him: "What should I do now?"

Han Zheng glanced at her with a mentally retarded expression.

Mu Yanyan: "What do you mean, answer the phone!"

Han Zheng sneered: "I still need to deal with this kind of trivial matter myself? Call Zhao Xiulan to pick it up."

Mu Yanyan: "..."

"Young Master Han, can you be more sober, you still climbed up the wall? Could it be that Zhao Xiulan also climbed up the wall?"

Han Zheng didn't speak, he was as proud and arrogant as ever, but he just didn't mean to accept it.

The phone was still ringing, and Mu Yanyan didn't know what to do, so she handed it forward: "Hurry up, you are talking!"

Han Zheng is finally willing to look at the phone, but it's still such a trivial matter. Why are you embarrassed to look for me: "You think I am very idle. Let me answer a phone without a logo?"

He makes tens of millions of dollars a minute, and he will be idle until one call after another has no income from his address book!

Mu Yanyan was speechless: "But you haven't done anything right now, it's easy."

"And maybe it was your little Qingmei who came here. People are waiting for you eagerly. Are you embarrassed?"

Han Zheng was not only embarrassed, but also very embarrassed: "There is no time."

Mu Yanyan was completely convinced by the man's attitude that you can figure it out.

After he entered the room, he had been sitting on the side of the bed, like a grandfather, who didn't know what was in his mind, and he was ashamed to say that he didn't have time.

Is it possible that Young Master Han can use brain waves to do business?

The vibration finally stopped, and Mu Yanyan finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was about to cut into the surveillance again, but saw the call coming in again.

It seems that Zhao Xueqi still doesn't give up.

Since Zhao Xueqi didn't give up and knew that they were still rushing to be the third party when they got married, Mu Yanyan felt it was necessary to give her some color.

"Han Zheng, if you don't answer, then I will answer?" Mu Yanyan planned to ask Han Zheng for his meaning.

Han Zheng's noble chin was lightly tapped, and Mu Yanyan answered the phone.

"Azheng, you finally answered my call, I..." Zhao Xueqi's aggrieved, aggrieved, pitiful, and slightly sad voice came, and Mu Yanyan shook her body uncontrollably.

"Zhao Xueqi, A Zheng doesn't have time to answer the phone," Mu Yanyan said after she was disgusted.

In other words, she is also the wife of Han Zhengming's match, no matter how big Zhao Xueqi is, and no matter how good his family is, she is also the mistress who is catching up with her.

So she is very confident: "Is there anything that is the same as I said."

Mu Yanyan?

Zhao Xueqi had a myocardial infarction for a few seconds, and almost couldn't get up in one breath: "How can you, a poisonous woman, answer A Zheng's call, A Zheng?"

"A Zheng and I grew up together when we were young. How could he refuse to answer my call? You must have said something from it."

Mu Yanyan was about to laugh, but Zhao Xueqi didn't have any elegance at all, like a shrew.

She curled her lips and glanced at Han Zheng. The man was like a general with a steady military account, without any discomfort.

After a moment of silence, Mu Yanyan smiled and said, "Yes, a childhood sweetheart who grew up together..."

"It's good to know," Zhao Xueqi interrupted.

Mu Yanyan: "My husband was a childhood sweetheart who ran away without a trace when he was ill. You are kind and generous, and you can ignore his life and death. My crush is very distressed, so I didn't hesitate to marry in. Even if you stay a lifetime widow, you are willing!"

Zhao Xueqi: "..."

Mad, why did no one tell her that Mu Yanyan can act like this in advance!

Mu Yanyan would pretend to be too much, otherwise he would not eliminate the original poisoning of Han Zheng.

"Zhao Xueqi," Mu Yanyan finished obliquely, and began to make a big move, and her voice also reduced the soft energy that she had just now, and became fierce.

"I will make a note of what you called my husband in the middle of the night, and if I dare to contact him privately, I will expose it to you, and let people all over the world see how you, the daughter of the Zhao family, ruined the family! "

"Also let your fans take a look at their cheeks of being a mistress."

Anyway, because of her bad reputation as a poisonous woman, she is not afraid to say too much.

What's more, nothing can be overstated when dealing with a big white lotus like Zhao Xueqi.

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone neatly, leaving only Zhao Xueqi staring at her hand in a daze, and she didn't get up for a long time!

what--

Why did Mu Yanyan say that to her!

Why did she answer Han Zheng's call!

What kind of means did she use to seduce Han Zheng, this nasty poisonous woman!

Zhao Xueqi collapsed. She couldn't contain her anger, and smashed her mobile phone severely. She gritted her teeth and cursed: "Mu Yanyan, you wait for me."

The reporter next to him was stupid.

——What's going on, why didn't Zhao Xueqi even enter the door?

——Isn’t the hotel set by Shao Han?

——Or the relationship between two people is not so good, everyone misunderstood?

...

Just when these reporters were stunned, someone walked over and surrounded them.

"No one can tell what happened today, and delete the video that I took."

The bodyguards led by Zhao Xueqi checked the reporter's camera one by one, and all the videos related to Zhao Xueqi were deleted cleanly.

These reporters dare not speak.

People from Zhao Xueqi were here to inform them that they thought they could get the big news about her and the Han family, but unexpectedly there was nothing, and the camera was deleted.

Of course, if Zhao Xueqi is rejected, this message will be even more exciting, but who dares to offend the Zhao family!

Mu Yanyan was happy, especially when she saw Zhao Xueqi smash the phone out, she almost laughed.

If it weren't for Han Zhengzheng, he looked at her for unknown reasons.

Why, then his little Qingmei is angry?

Mu Yanyan gave him the phone, her expression a little unhappy: "Since you don't like to let me say that, why don't you answer the phone by yourself."

After a pause, she began to complain: "How many brain cells I wasted to answer this call for you, and after holding up the phone for so long, my wrists are sore."

As she spoke, she rubbed it as if her wrist was hurting.

Han Zheng frowned.

Mu Yanyan thought he didn't believe it, and handed her finger in front of him, and said, "Look, is it red?"

The girl's fingers, slender and soft, seemed to gently brush the hairy grass on the tip of the human heart under the light.

Han Zheng's eyes were deep, and she gently held up her finger: "Really sour?"

Mu Yanyan pursed her lips and nodded aggrievedly: "Yeah."

"That..." Han Zheng hadn't dealt with this kind of thing, and had some headaches.

Mu Yanyan looked at him talking about a big case with someone, thinking hard about things seriously, which was a bit funny.

I don't know what he will say next.

After a while, Han Zheng thought of a way.

"Then I will give you money."

Mu Yanyan's eyes widened, she didn't understand his white brain circuit.

Han Zheng: "I think you were very happy last time because of 300 million yuan. Tomorrow morning I will ask the assistant to call you on your account, so you won't be sour."

Mu Yanyan: "..."

Why is Han Zheng's brain circuit always so strange.

But she likes it.

But without merit, she can't ask for this money no matter what: "No, don't fight, this time I will really withdraw."

Han Zheng was confused: "Then what do you say?"

"Di, today's task, hug your wife for five minutes, increase your health by 5, and your spirit by 5."

It has been hundreds of years since Han Zheng's HP was blown by Mu Yanyan one after another.

It is that the essence value is not very rich.

He hesitated a little, anyway, the system asked him to do it, and it had nothing to do with him.

He stretched out his hand.

Just as Mu Yanyan was about to withdraw her little hand, she felt that her back was suddenly pressed, and she leaned forward. The next second, she was hugged firmly.

"Han Zheng..."

Mu Yanyan didn't know what the dog man was going to do, so why did he hug her suddenly?

Because of Han Zheng's tight hug and stiff movements, her small face was firmly against his chest, and a strong man's breath suddenly struck, tightly surrounding her nose, making her feel hot. .

Although the man's breath is strong, it is refreshing and refreshing. In this hot summer, it is as sweet as a bowl of clear spring.

Mu Yanyan just struggled for a while and stopped moving.

This smells so good!

Mu Yanyan didn't move, Han Zheng didn't move either.

He knew for the first time that a girl's body could be so soft and fragrant, and he didn't want to let go in his arms.

I regretted it again. He knew that his wife was so fragrant, so why didn't he just hold it when he woke up.

But it's not too late, he has a lot of time to hold his wife.

Han Zheng, who was angry with a bottle of yogurt just now, didn't have any thoughts after listening to what Mu Yanyan and Zhao Xueqi had said.

His wife still loves him, that's enough.

Mu Yanyan was in a good mood because she watched the live broadcast of Zhao Xueqi's rejection, so she didn't care about this mischievous dog man for the time being.

Ten minutes passed in a blink of an eye.

The system in Han Zheng's body reminded for the second time: "Drop, the task is completed, the essence value will increase by 5."

"Di, the task is over-completed, and there is no bonus to the essence value."

"Di, task... Forget it, I'm going to rest."

After the system reminded them three times, Han Zheng didn't respond. He also needed to rest. It was too lazy to manage, so he yawned and went to bed.

Han Zheng felt that he hadn't held it for five minutes, and he would count three hundred in five minutes. How could he hold it for so long.

The system must have lied to him, he had only held it for a minute or two.

The air conditioner was on in the room, and it was chilly, without the anxiety of summer at all.

Han Zheng began to stiffen, and slowly relaxed over time, placing his big hand behind Mu Yanyan and gently cruising across the clothes inch by inch.

How can a girl's body be so soft and so fragrant!

A raging fire rose in his body for no reason, and it couldn't be suppressed.

"Mu Yanyan," Han Zheng suddenly said.

Mu Yanyan was held tightly by him, she struggled twice and let him hold her without breaking away.

How to say such a handsome man is rare in the world, and being held by such a man is also a kind of enjoyment.

Besides, his body is icy cold, so sticking to it is more comfortable than eating any fruit drink to escape the heat.

And the man who should have stayed in the hotel and Xiao Qingmei's affectionate affection suddenly appeared here, holding her, the kind of satisfaction in his heart was beyond description.

The bedroom was quiet for a long time. She was hugged for the first time, feeling helpless, so she put her hands on her lower abdomen.

Suddenly heard the man talking, he subconsciously responded: "Huh?"

Han Zheng had a hoarse voice. He cleared his throat and said, "Are you nervous?"