Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 31

Zhan Moxiao took a cold shower fiercely, gnashing his teeth and cursing as he took the shower, Ou Xiaolan, a little elf, did not deserve to be taught to make him so miserable.

After spraying the shower gel over and over again to wash away the filthy and alcoholic smell on his body, Zhan Moxiao changed his clothes and came out of the bathroom before returning to the bedroom.

At this time, the servant had already changed the bedding and sheets, but Ou Xiaolan was not on the bed.

Haven't washed it for so long?
He strode over and knocked on the door.

No one should answer.

"Ou Xiaolan?"

Still no answer.

Zhan Moxiao decisively pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing this, he almost died of fright.

The little girl was completely submerged in the water, even her face was buried in it, and it was unknown how long she had been buried.

With a "click", Master Xiao's heart instantly fell to the bottom of the glacier.

If he lost his wife in this way, he would be the most aggressive man in the history of the Zhan family. The women of the Zhan family would either die or die on the battlefield. Uh, his Zhan Mo Xiao's wife drowned in the bathtub?
Like a hurricane, he hit the bathtub, picked up the woman, held her in his arms, and took her breath.

However, no snorts.

Zhan Moxiao was completely panicked, his handsome eyes like a falcon were dark red, "Ou Lan, Ou Xiaolan, wake up, wake up!"

There has never been a moment in my life when I was so frightened and flustered as I am now. The Jagged God of War, who was once invincible on the battlefield, wanted to cry helplessly.

The woman rubbed against his arms, found a more comfortable position and continued to sleep.

It turned out that she was just asleep.

Master Xiao let out a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he couldn't bear to blame her again, picked up his petite body and went back to the bedroom, put it on the bed to wipe it clean, gently stuffed it into the quilt, and took out the hair dryer to help her dry her hair.

He didn't even realize that it was as natural as Master Xiao, who never waited on anyone, to serve this little woman.

After drying his hair, he lifted the quilt and lay beside her, and with a big hand, he pulled the little girl with red fruit into his arms.

It cannot become a de facto marriage, and hugging is also very good.

Her body has a very natural body fragrance, not that kind of artificial fragrance, or a natural faint fragrance, mixed with a faint smell of wine, it smells very good, he sniffed it greedily.

Gradually exhaustion struck, Zhan Moxiao closed his eyes, and it was quite comfortable to hold a little fairy whom Xiao had been thinking about for 14 years in his arms.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, the woman in his arms writhed and became restless. When he opened his eyes, he saw her sitting up and looking around.

"Looking for what?"

"Where's my pajamas, how can I sleep without pajamas?"

Zhan Moxiao frowned impatiently, "What kind of pajamas are you wearing, sleep naked!"

As he spoke, he pulled her into his arms again.

But Ou Lan lost her temper, "I want pajamas, I want pajamas!"

Rolling and splashing like a child, two blood marks were drawn on Master Xiao's neck with his sharp little claws.

A layer of haze fell in Master Xiao's heart.

His and Mo Xiao's bodies can be stabbed and bullets. When have they been scratched by a woman?Except, of course, when she scratched his paw when she was five years old.

At this moment, he really wanted to throw the woman back into the bathtub and drown her.

But the little goblin didn't know that Master Xiao's anger was already burning, but scratched more and more vigorously, scratching so much that Xiaojiu spilled like crazy.

(End of this chapter)