Wife contract has expired: want to remarry, no way!

"OK, it's okay." Han Jingchu hung up in an awkward hurry.

At this time, footsteps came downstairs.

Han Jingchu immediately sat up from his bed and rushed downstairs. At a glance, he saw the woman with fluffy broken hair.

The anger was half gone, but his mouth still roared fiercely: "Hello! You dead woman, dare you come back! "

Tang Wanliang looked at Han Jing decadent for the first time, and replied weakly, "Oh."

Han Jingchu rushed over and grabbed Tang Wanliang's slender wrist: "it's just a ring. Are you all right?"

Tang Wanliang wanted to break away from this powerful arm and struggled. However, the man's slender arm directly and strongly took her in his arms: "just come back."

The woman's chin is against the man's thick chest, and the big bean tears drip down and penetrate into the man's chest.

The woman in front of Han Jingchu was so nervous and upset for a trivial ring.

Because the woman around him has never been like this.

Although the women who were determined to him were more obedient than the woman in front of him, they brushed his credit card unambiguously.

For things like rings, the vast majority of people smile when they hear "buy another one".

The little woman in front of her was thinking about the meaning of the ring.

Han Jingchu held the crying little woman in his arms and gently stroked her weak back.

When he got up, he took her to the master bedroom, put her in the bathroom and kissed her on her small, clean forehead.

"Take a bath first." Then he turned around.

Tang Wanliang watched the handsome figure of the man walk out of the bathroom. His heart was as sweet as honey.

With a slight release of the clothes with the fingertips, the tube skirt slipped down, and the mist was steaming in the bathroom.

Outside the bathroom, Han Jingchu sat on the sofa with his arms open and his head up, which made him feel secure.

When Tang Wanliang finished taking a bath, he refused to come out because he didn't bring his clothes.

Han Jing, impatient, went to the bathroom door and opened the bathroom door: "you woman, when will you occupy my bathroom?"

Tang Wanliang was startled. In a hurry, he grabbed the bath towel next to Han Jingchu and blocked it in front of his chest. His round apricot eyes looked at the handsome man in front of him in horror.

With such a handsome face, it's easy to get into trouble.

Tang Wanliang turned her head to one side and a cold voice came: "Mrs. Han, it's mine from top to bottom. There's no need to be so formal."

The man's words can always put people into eighteen layers of hell in a second.

Seeing the woman's white porcelain face blushing, Han Jingchu sneered and went out of the bathroom.

Tang Wanliang hurriedly dried her hair, wrapped the bath towel full of man's breath around her, and nervously went out of the bathroom, trying to slip back to the second bedroom.

"Tang Wanliang, where are you going?" Han Jingchu was lying on the bed domineering at this time, looking at the woman in front of him wrapped in a bath towel with great interest.

Like a king waiting for his concubine to come to bed.

"Uh... I, I'll get dressed." Tang Wanliang was embarrassed and didn't know where to look.

The man in front of him is already handsome. With silver silk pajamas attached to his body, the outline of bodybuilding can be seen at a glance.

The strong chest muscles loomed under the pajamas with two buttons open.

Seeing this, Tang Wanliang swallowed a mouthful of water and couldn't stay here any longer. If she continued like this, her heart would jump out.

"Give you two minutes." Han Jingchu lazily picked up his mobile phone: "there are still one minute and fifty seconds."

Hearing these words, Tang Wanliang quickly reacted, rushed back to the second bedroom, grabbed his clothes and put them on his body.

In less than a minute, a pretty little woman with untidy clothes appeared at the door of Han Jingchu's house.

"Come here." Han Jingchu smiled and said, "Mrs. Han seems to be impatient to sleep for me."

"I don't have it! You said it for two minutes. " Tang Wanliang summoned up the courage to retort for fear that he would be swallowed alive by the man in front of him.

Then he went to the bed again and refused to sit down.

Han Jingchu stretched out his slender arm and pulled Tang Wanliang hard. Tang Wanliang fell and sat on the bed. The soft bed caught her like a ball of cotton.

Han Jingchu leaned over with his warm arms, gently kissed the woman's fragrant neck, and walked restlessly in front of Tang Wanliang's chest.

Tang Wanliang stared at the big apricot eyes. After a while, he was blurred by the softness spread all over his body, and closed his eyes to cooperate.

In the confusion, the warm kiss slipped down bit by bit, chest, heart pit, stomach and stomach.

The buttons were untied one by one.

Tang Wanliang was forced to let out a low gasp by the fierce commotion.

Suddenly, the warm kiss left her body, and the buttons were tied leisurely one by one.

Tied to the penultimate one, the man's face was close to the woman's small and exquisite ears: "Mrs. Han, the clothes are not neat. It's tempting. People commit crimes."

Then he put a long arm around her and closed his eyes for sleep.

Tang Wanliang felt the strong arm in front of her chest and felt the security and steadiness she had never had before.

Her heart prayed, God, please, let this kind of warmth last a little longer, even if it's a dream, please don't let her wake up so soon.

Thinking, the woman's face quietly bent, and the shallow smile made her fall asleep happily.

In the dream, Tang Wanliang was beside a warm stove, and the temperature brought by the warm flame spread all over her body from her left side.

In the stove, a shiny thing suddenly flashed. It was a ring!

Tang Wan Liang in the dream looked at it carefully. Yes, it was the ring she had been looking for for for a long time!

Tang Wanliang stretched out his hand to get it. The dream disappeared and gradually woke up. Tang Wanliang found a pair of deep eyes staring at her.

Look at your hand, it has reached the unspeakable position of the man.

"Ah!" Tang Wanliang sat up, waved her hands desperately and explained, "no, no!"

Han Jingchu said coldly, "Mrs. Han is so hungry and thirsty."

Tang Wanliang held her knees, tilted her eyes and said weakly, "I didn't mean it. No, no, it's really not what you think."

Han Jingchu smiled contemptuously, "what else would it be?"

"I......" Tang Wanliang was speechless for a moment. She didn't know how to explain. Did she find the ring in her dream?

Then the position that becomes a man is a ring. No, no, how can I say that!

Besides, if Han Jingchu heard the word ring again, he would be angry again.

Tang Wanliang drilled into the quilt, covered the quilt and buried his head deeply: "it's really not what you think."

Han Jing first saw the shape and loved it. He opened the quilt and held the little woman in his arms: "dare to move around and try."

Tang Wanliang smiled happily, closed his eyes and wanted to keep the dream,

Han Jingchu put his chin against the woman's fragrant hair, kissed it gently and went to sleep.

The moonlight sprinkled into the big master bedroom. The two people on the bed breathed in unison. Like a sweet, quiet and beautiful dream, the prince and Princess hugged each other and went to sleep.

……

It seems that after sleeping for a century, the morning sun is filtered soft by the window screen.

Tang Wanliang opened her eyes and everything unfamiliar around her woke her up.

Gradually restored the memory, the man around has long disappeared.

Tang Wanliang was a little lost. She might have to go back to that cold life again.

She covered herself in the quilt and didn't want to come out for a long time. She breathed the full breath of Han Jingchu.

Han Jingchu came out of the cloakroom, saw the slightly wriggling quilt, smiled, walked over and lifted the quilt.

The little woman curled herself up in a ball in fear, "Han Jingchu, what are you going to do?"

"Mrs. Han, it's not a good habit to stay in bed." Han Jingchu had a bad smile on his face.

Tang Wanliang looked at the president who had regained his vicious tongue and overbearing in front of him and reluctantly said, "I see."

Han Jingchu put down his quilt, walked out of the door and coldly threw down a sentence at the door: "breakfast, just be simple, oatmeal egg cake."

It's called simplicity! It takes half an hour to make noodles alone, and I have to fry

Tang Wanliang looked embarrassed, but there was no way. Who let him be the president? Offending him is definitely not just talking about the more terrible thing.

After a lot of effort, I finally fried the oatmeal omelet.

Looking at some cakes in the middle that seemed not cooked around, Tang Wanliang held his fingers awkwardly: "well, it doesn't look good, and the taste is not necessarily delicious."

Han Jingchu went to the table, looked disgusted and lifted a cake with a fork: "Mrs. Han, is there no poison?"

"Hey, I made a lot of effort. You didn't eat. Just say that. Who made you eat such a complex thing early in the morning!" Tang Wan blushed and argued for his dark cuisine.

Looking at the delicate little face of the woman with some broken hair, Han Jingchu felt soft and didn't care about the little woman's roar.

Put a piece of cake into your mouth, the taste is OK, but he is Han Jingchu. How can he easily let this little woman go.

"It's like chewing wax." Han Jingchu didn't look up and continued to eat.

Watching each other eat their own breakfast, Tang Wanliang shyly poked the cake on his plate with a fork and smiled.

Although he was a little venomous, he ate it after all, just like an ordinary wife making a "delicious" breakfast for his beloved husband.

"Well, that..." Tang Wanliang suddenly remembered the ring: "I really can't find it. I'm sure I still wore it before I went out yesterday."

Then he pulled his clothes awkwardly.

Han Jingchu raised his deep eyes: "so, Mrs. Han, this is... Begging me." There was an unfathomable chill in his tone.

"I really don't know where I lost it. Can you..." the woman's head and voice lowered weakly.

She dared not say that it was impossible for him to forgive her. She could only let him give a clear instruction to let her know how to repay.

"I'll find a job when I finish your servant. I'll get enough money for that ring." Tang Wanliang finished in one breath. She didn't dare to listen to the reply and turned her head to one side.

Han Jingchu put down his knife and fork and stretched lazily: "I remember Mrs. Han said that the meaning of the ring is extraordinary."