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

Chapter 227 Rewarding You for Half a Minute
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Luxurious and noble Western-style bedroom, with dazzling crystal lights hanging from the high dome, the huge room is as bright as day.

"The patient should lie down obediently and sleep under the quilt. I'll go to the next room to sleep. Call me inside if something happens." Yan Chuyan, like a strict mother, pushed Beiming Haoting down on the soft big bed, and pulled Fa The velvet quilt covered him.

"Don't let go." He roguely grabbed her wrist, pulled her over and hugged her into his arms, hot pure masculine breath sprayed on her neck, itching.

"I'm a sick patient, you stay and take care of me." Beiming Haoting's deep voice was hoarse, and his tone was too domineering.

"You're contagious when you're sick, you know? If I'm sick too, who will take care of you, who will make you chicken wings with cola?" Yan Chuyan had an idea, and deliberately said chicken wings to coax him.

"Chicken wings?" Beiming Haoting smiled evilly when she heard the words, and her warm palms gradually moved down from her waist, her tone was sexy and arrogant: "I'm hungry, you get up early tomorrow morning to make me chicken wings ?”

"Go to bed, it's almost two o'clock!" Yan Chuyan urged, staring at the retro Roman clock on the wall.

"Goodnight kiss." Beiming Haoting smiled charmingly, and restlessly reached under her nightdress.

Yan Chuyan trembled subconsciously, and her tiny toes curled up instinctively.

"Well... don't make trouble!"

"Kiss me." As if satisfied with her reaction, Beiming Haoting raised his lips evilly, staring at her deeply with his blue eyes, withdrew his hand, put it on his lips and licked it ambiguously, With an evil voice, "You still belong to me alone."

You are still mine alone.

Yan Chuyan was shocked, half understanding what he meant.

What he did just now was just to check if she was cheating?And Xiao Yixun?

He even doubted himself?
Suddenly, her heart sank, and countless vines wrapped around her heart, making her a little breathless.

"What's the matter?" Seeing her in a trance, Beiming Haoting's big hand on her waist suddenly tightened, and his heroic face was pressed against her cheek.

"It's nothing, go to sleep."

Yan Chuyan pursed her lips, and her voice was low.

Beiming Haoting moved his lips, and wanted to say something more, when he inadvertently saw that the hour hand of the clock on the wall was already pointing to the Roman numeral "II".

Suddenly, a big warm palm clasped her head, turned her face, and kissed her forehead lightly.

Evil smile: "Good night."

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Early the next morning.

Yan Chuyan lay in Beiming Haoting's arms, and woke up dimly.

The sound of a man's even breathing came from above her head, she moved her body slightly, and looked up.

The sharp and angular outline is as deep and handsome as a knife, and the long and thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow in the projection of light, which is reflected in the deep eye sockets, which is extremely beautiful.

The tall and straight nose exudes an innate air and nobility, and the dark red lips draw a slight arc. The whole face is very handsome like the main character in the Two-dimensional comics.

She slowly reached out to his face, wanting to touch his eyelashes, God is so kind to this guy, to give him such a perfect face.

"Are you awake?" Beiming Haoting suddenly opened his eyelids, his lazy eyes fixed on her face.

Yan Chuyan was startled, and immediately withdrew the hand that committed the crime, meeting his blue eyes in a panic.

Beiming Haoting seemed to know her motive just now, with an inexplicable smile on his lips, and slowly closed his eyes again.

"I'll watch it for half a minute, and make me breakfast after watching it."

(End of this chapter)