"What are you sending now?" The man's voice came from Ye Feifei's side.

Ye Feifei turned around and noticed that Xiao Ling was lying beside her. The man was not wearing a top, and his upper body looked at him with a clear texture and blood.

Ye Feifei swallowed, hung up the phone, and said with a smile: "Husband, when did you come back? Why don't I remember it?"

She slept so hard that she didn't hear the door opening.

"It's not long. I'm afraid you will be snatched away!" After saying that, Xiao Ling took Ye Feifei's hand and suddenly exerted force. Ye Feifei lay on Xiao Ling, in that extremely ambiguous posture.

"I can't. I'm yours in life, and you're yours in death. Husband, you're very tired. Why don't you go to bed first? I'll post a Weibo to explain?" Ye Feifei asked guiltyly when she touched the warmth on Xiao Ling's body.

Xiao Ling did not give Ye Feifei a chance to escape. He took Ye Feifei's head, raised his head and held her mouth, and drove straight in, which soon made Ye Feifei soften her body.

Then, it was natural to get off the bed sheet.

When Ye Feifei was panting, she said softly: "The matter on Weibo has not been dealt with yet."

Xiao Ling's eyes shook, and he grabbed Ye Feifei into his arms with one hand, and held her cell phone with the other hand, biting her ears with a little domineering sound, and then clicked twice.

"Are you photographing us?" Ye Feifei was shocked.

Xiao Ling's voice is magnetic and charming, "What about that?"

"Husband, what are you doing for photographing us?" Ye Feifei didn't remember that Xiao Ling had a habit of taking selfies. What kind of plane was she going to do?

"Weibo needs proof. I'll stamp you a seal." After saying that, Xiao Ling edited the text message with one hand.

Ye Feifei bit her slightly swollen lips that were bitten by Xiao Ling, approached him, and watched him send a message carefully.

"No. 1 brother? Haha, can compare with me? I am not Ye Feifei, but her husband!"

This is the Weibo post posted by Xiao Ling.

When Ye Feifei saw this, she was stunned for a moment. She really didn't expect Xiao Ling to make such a word. It was inconsistent with his personality.

But Xiao Ling won’t tell me. Ye Ziluo’s previous character is someone who can do such a thing?

Ye Feifei squinted her eyes and looked at Xiao Ling quietly.

Xiao Ling turned his head and bit Ye Feifei's ear, feeling like he was disappointed, "You are so attractive. Little Fairy!"

"But I'm yours." Ye Feifei pursed her lips and smiled. Now she can only ask netizens to swear lightly.

The first person to criticize this Weibo post was not the netizen, but Xiao Chen.

He forwarded it and then sent a WeChat message to Ye Feifei, "Dear, you're a bit too much. Bed photos! You dare to send even bed photos! My god, do you want people to survive? How many single dogs in the entertainment industry have been abused by you!"

When Xiao Ling saw WeChat, he said calmly: "I like to show off my dog ​​food, do you have any objections?"

When Xiao Chen saw the reply, he blinked his eyes and quickly realized, "Are you Ye Ziluo?"

Xiao Ling: "Please call me Ye Feifei's husband."

Xiao Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and sure enough, the original taste was the original recipe.

"Haha, hello, Ye Feifei's husband!" Xiao Chen just wanted to laugh.

Xiao Ling: "Help her diversion, I don't want those people to scold her. Otherwise... I want to burn Weibo."

Xiao Chen: "..."

OK, it's still the same domineering.

Xiao Ling: "If funds are needed, I can give it."

Seeing that his uncle wanted to spend money again, Xiao Chen quickly replied: "No money is needed. Just look at Weibo first."
Chapter completed!