Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 167 Romantic Christmas Eve (1)

Yan Chuyan tightly held the purple shell in her hand like a baby, and held it up in front of Beiming Haoting.

The purple shells glow beautifully under the moonlight, and the sea breeze is gentle and lazy, like a gift from the god of love.

"Little idiot, if you do such a dangerous thing in the future, I will throw you into the sea to feed the sharks."

Beiming Haoting pinched her little nose, hugged her face to face, wrapped her slender legs around his waist, and walked towards the Ferrari sports car parked not far away with his long legs.

Why feed the shark, this stupid cat can't talk too much...

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Time flies by, sweet days pass day by day, and the winter in the southern islands is as warm as spring, quiet and peaceful.

December 12th, Christmas Eve.

The night is quite dark, and the huge French-style villa with a large land has a strong festive atmosphere. Several tall Roman columns in front of the door are wrapped with colorful crystal lamps, which are luxurious and bright.

The servants were replaced by ordinary humans, all Wu Haosi's subordinates were sent back to the demon world, and the green trees in the front and back were covered with exquisite and twinkling lanterns.

Several world-class limited sports cars with cool colors are parked in the front yard, and a luxurious private helicopter is parked on the spacious lawn in the backyard.

The enchanting blue enchantress is mixed with the breath of concrete, and the fresh air is full of fragrance.

Yan Chuyan and Beiming Haoting walked from the front yard to the back yard hand in hand, and from the back yard back to the front yard, admiring everything he had carefully arranged for her.

Yan Chuyan was wearing a sea blue long dress with glittering pleats and scales, tassels and a long fringed tail. Beiming Haoting's hair was tied into a sweet princess bun with a captivating bloodthirsty blue flower in it. Enchantress, she wears a royal blue princess pendant on her long neck.

Like a mermaid coming out of the deep sea at night, and like a beautiful goddess of Athens in ancient Greece, dignified, noble, beautiful and generous.

Beiming Haoting was dressed in a royal blue prince's suit made by hand, with double rows of golden buttons inlaid with the badge of the Yaozu.

The well-tailored and hand-made suit perfectly complements the man's lean and muscular waist, paired with a pair of straight and slender trouser legs, which is perfect to the extreme, handsome and bloodthirsty, so handsome that it makes people lose their souls.

"Beiming Haoting, where are we going?" Yan Chuyan pursed her lips, curled up her thick eyelashes, and looked at the demon man beside her with her almond eyes.

"Get in the car, you'll know later." He opened the passenger seat door of the two-seater dazzling blue convertible sports car and motioned for her to step up.

Yan Chuyan got into the car obediently and sat down, Beiming Haoting carefully helped her fasten her seat belt, walked back to the driver's seat and started the engine.

"Sit tight," he said in a low voice.

"Ah."

Yan Chuyan anticipated that he might take her to a certain place by car, so she subconsciously grasped the handrail and made sufficient mental preparations.

Suddenly, he turned off the car.

A big warm palm clasped her head, and her sharp and handsome face leaned closer. The blue eyes stared at her pure eyes at close range, and strange ripples appeared in the deep lake of eyes.

In the next second, the sexy thin lips covered hers, tossing and turning, kissing madly and affectionately.

Yan Chuyan closed her eyes, and wrapped her arms around his neck in response to his passionate kiss.

Time ticked away, his exclusive breath lingered on her body, warm fingertips slid over her sensitive auricles to her fair neck.

Yan Chuyan shuddered reflexively, her lovely toes curled up, and she groaned softly...

"Dessert after dinner, so-delicious~" Beiming Haoting slowly left her fragrant lips, the tip of her evil tongue was drawing the shape of her beautiful lips, and her deep blue eyes were gazing at her with great interest.

Yan Chuyan wiped her mouth, shy and uncomfortable, looked up at the stars in the sky, and said in a tangled voice: "Hurry up and drive, I have a gift for you later!"

(End of this chapter)