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

Chapter 33

Ou Lan's dream was like a fugue.

Zhan Moxiao kept looking at her, not knowing why, "Aren't you anxious, what are you touching?"

Ou Lan's voice was choked up after a hangover, "I can't take off my pants, what should I do if I piss my pants?"

Zhan Moxiao pinched his waist and took a deep breath, reaching her ear and biting his teeth, squeezed out words, "You're not wearing pants, are you taking off the ball of wool?"

Then, he pressed her shoulder, "It's just convenient!"

Ben's legs were sore due to drunkenness, and Ou Lan sat directly on the toilet after being pressed down by a big palm, and the problem of urinating was naturally solved.

Returning to the bedroom again, looking at the heartless woman who fell asleep again, Zhan Mo Xiao felt annoyed and funny. Others married wives for tenderness, but he seemed to marry them for suffering.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and he was tired from running around all day. He really wanted to take a good rest, but he was afraid that he would be woken up by this little wild cat when he was about to fall asleep, and he would not be able to sleep. don't sleep.

So, he sat up, turned on a bedside lamp, and read.

Sure enough, as he expected, it didn't take long for the woman to have trouble again. This time, she didn't make a fuss about drinking water and urinating or something, but her sleeping appearance was really speechless.

When she kicked the quilt, he still looked at her coldly, and would help her pull it if she kicked hard, but suddenly she opened the handle, turned over and fell off the bed.

Fortunately, Master Xiao was extremely skilled, otherwise he would have fallen to the floor and crushed her.

After bringing her back again, Zhan Moxiao frowned helplessly, forget it, and sleep with her in his arms.

So he put the book aside, hooped her into his arms, and covered the quilt again, sincerely thinking that it was a miracle that she survived the 19 years before him.

I had to sleep, re-brew my emotions, and sleep with my eyes closed. This time, Master Xiao successfully fell asleep.

But just when he was in the middle of his heart, with a "slap", a loud slap landed on his handsome face.

Opening his eyes suddenly, he found that the little woman had withdrawn her hand, still muttering, "Damn mosquito."

Master Xiao looked at the ceiling, gritted his teeth fiercely, really wanted to lift her up and beat her up.

But in the end, he still lost.

Reluctant.

In order not to be woken up by her again, he directly locked her under his control before falling asleep again.

At this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and it was five o'clock in the morning.

Probably because of Zhan Moxiao's coercion, Ou Lan had a psychological shadow. At six o'clock in the morning, her biological clock went off on time.

Zhan Yan Wang asked her to get up at six o'clock every day for a morning run, and she was going to be late when it was over.

But as soon as she turned over, a cold pistol was pressed against her forehead, and Zhan Moxiao's cold and angry voice was suppressed from the top of her head, "Ou Xiaolan, if you dare to move again, I will shoot you!"

As soon as the words fell, the pistol was rudely thrown aside, Zhan Moxiao closed his eyes again, and a pair of long, powerful arms punitively wrapped her slender body in his arms.

So exasperated.

Ou Lan was so frightened that she really didn't dare to move for a long time, her little heart was beating and she was covered in cold sweat.

Squinting his eyes, he turned his head carefully, sure and sure, this is not a dream.

(End of this chapter)