Late at night, the two came out of the bathroom together, and Yan Han collapsed into a pool of water in the man's arms, motionless.

When I got to the bed, I took a while and had some strength, I kicked the man who had finished wiping his hair and was about to get up.

Xi Quan was caught off guard and fell to the bed and turned his head to look at her. She was wrapped in a quilt, her eyes were red and her hair was tangled, like a poor little rabbit.

He slowly half-clicked the corners of his mouth and went up again. She wanted to kick again. He pressed her slender legs with one hand, then stepped forward and cut her hands behind her back, and she was embarrassed and annoyed.

After blocking her lips, he kissed her warmly again, "Han Han is good."

Yan Han struggled.

The man kissed her cheek and kissed her for a while before he felt her breath slowly softening.

He let go, and finally she didn't move anymore.

Xi Quan took the man into his arms, dragged the quilt to cover him, and gently pressed him into his chest, "I'm asleep, be good."

Yan Han closed his eyes and finally bit him.

This bastard, knowing that it is not possible, he will do something differently.

It wasn't like this before, in the past three years.

She remembered the video just now, subconsciously looked for her cell phone, and found that she was still in the cloakroom, so she was so angry that she called her, "Go and get me your cell phone."

Mr. Xi was very obedient and gently let her go and do things.

Yan Han immediately entered the album after getting the hand. When he saw the video for more than an hour, his eyes went dark.

She quietly clicked in with him on her back, trying to cut out the front part, and then looked at it, and then she accidentally put it on the undescribable thing in the picture of the two people. Then she felt that her breathing was shallow, and she turned her head.

A man moved his eyes to her face from the video.

Yan Han immediately turned around, clicked Delete, confirmed the deletion, and completed it in one go.

Xi Quan didn't tell her that the video was still in the trash can for a month after deleting it, and it could be recovered at any time during this period.

After Yan Han deleted it, he opened WeChat to reply to daily information. After replying, he wanted to talk to You Yan about something. He clicked in and saw the last chat record and was choked.

At this moment, a low sentence came to my ears: "When do you want to feed me a shark?"

Yan Han:??

She immediately pressed her cell phone in her arms.

The man stared at her and reached for her to pick it up.

Yan Han was stuttered and his cell phone was pulled away.

Xi Quan's eyes fell on a sentence inside, and in a moment, slowly fell on her face.

Yan Han stuttered his lips, "What are you doing? Many times people want to chop you up and feed them to sharks, okay?"

"No need to have a baby for me, I don't need it."

Yan Han was slightly stunned, then quickly took the phone and pressed it on his body again.

His head approached her and pressed into her face, "What are you doing for having a baby? I'll just compensate you for the rest of my life."

Yan Han opened his lips slightly, but couldn't say a word.

A man: "I don't want to touch you now. I don't want to give up after resting. If I accidentally get it, I will have no more fun."

A wave of heat flashed across Yan Han's face, not knowing what to say.

She pursed her lips and said for a while, "I'll talk about it later, do you want to talk about it later?" After that, she huddled into the quilt, closed her eyes and buried her face halfway into the pillow.

Xi Quan looked at the person quietly and could tell that she still felt that something was wrong with him as the president of the Xi family, as he had no heir, but it was indeed too early to do so, and it depends on his performance.

He lay down and kissed her head.

Yan Han felt it.

Maybe someone was on the side, and he felt very safe. He was very gentle now, so she went to bed early in a while.

I had enough rest on the plane and couldn't sleep at this moment. After turning the light into luminous mode, I was looking at my phone.

His WeChat is basically only used for work, and he only clicked in his Moments once. He came on a business trip last August and saw Yan Han update.

When he saw the entrance today, he clicked into Yan Han’s account to check it out.

Most of her circle of friends is about work and is related to clothing. Of course, she is an interesting person and occasionally has some small daily life.

Yesterday she updated a Paris sunset with the caption: Please keep this level tomorrow.

He thought about it and said that when she updated the time, he called and said that he was coming today, so... was he looking forward to him coming?

Xi Quan lowered his eyes to look at the little head in his arms. Her breathing was evenly and very well-behaved.

He continued to brush down.

More than ten days ago, the day she came to Paris, she also posted a rain scene.

It was raining in Taipei that day, but what she posted was not the scenery of Taipei, like when he came to Paris in August, she took a photo with him in the car.

Xi Quan looked down at his wife again... So, was she already full of longing that day waiting for him to come to Paris again?

She didn't post on Moments today, but did she want to post it when she recorded the video earlier?

Xi Quan thought about it, looked in his album, and then found that there was no photo of his wife.

The man reflected silently for a minute, then clicked into her circle of friends and looked at it one by one. She often posted photos of her dresses attending the show, and there were few private photos, but now she was not doing a show, so it was a bit inappropriate to post photos on the show.

Xi Quan gently dragged down, dragged it down a few years ago, and saw a photo of her leaning against the balcony of the banquet hall, tilting her head to look at the wine glass. She thought it was good.

After a closer look, she looked a little familiar.

He thought about it and found that it was the night she and him had married three years ago.

For some reason, he always remembered her that night, her bright and charming night, and her a little pitiful look, so he remembered her deeply.

Xi Quan saved the photo, then studied how to post it on Moments, then posted her photo, and then struck her finger to the send key in the upper right corner and clicked it.

Soon, the number of likes and comments increased visibly.

Well, Mr. Xi posted his first Moments in his life today, without a caption, but all his friends knew that he was fucking his wife.

Xi Quan took a random look and was just asking him if he had drunk too much today, and then he said that he had invincible love, and that he had a good life.

Not only was his phone noisy, but Yan Han's phone was also explosive.

The next day she got up, and the friend news was 99.

Yan Han has always blocked the group news, so this kind of full private information has never been like this except on the day of her wedding.

She clicked on it and saw that it was full of red-hearted expressions, "I'm so envious and jealous, ahhhh Hanhan is so sensational!", and she said, "Sisters should be happy!!!".

It made her feel stingy and embarrassed. After all, these young ladies in the circle looked like they had a deep relationship at parties, and they usually rarely contacted them in private.

What's going on today??

She couldn't figure it out, and then she clicked into her circle of friends in a daze. After browsing it twice, she suddenly saw her own photo and raised her eyebrows. Did she update it last night?

It seems that nothing is right. She wanted to update the video last night, but in the end she was so angry that she deleted it all.

The next second she saw the avatar, she was surprised... Who is this?

Yan Han stared at the account with the notes "husband" and was stunned for a while.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the door, and she turned her head.

The man in a black bathrobe leaned against the door frame with one hand and looked in, "Awaken? Wash and have breakfast. Huh?"

The sound seemed to be softening, "Huh?", which made Yan Han shake his hand off his phone, and Su Dao's body became weak.

She covered her face with her hands, "Ahhhhhhh who are you??" Why did she feel like she is in love before she got married, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Xi Quan looked at her appearance and her cell phone with a lit screen. He curled his thin lips and said, "I've squeezed toothpaste for you."

Yan Han: "..."

Crazy, crazy.

She dragged the quilt to cover her face and did not move.

He slowly came in, lifted her quilt, and then walked his hand through her waist and knees, and hugged her horizontally.

Yan Han was dizzy by the half-turning circle, screamed and hugged his neck.

Then, the man walked calmly into the bathroom not far away, put down her on the mat, toothbrush, and water cup, and handed it to her hands.

Yan Han took it blankly, then put the toothbrush into his mouth blankly. In a moment, he reached out and pressed the switch, and whispered a magnetic, "Fool."

Yan Han: "..."

While he was going out to wait for her to have breakfast, Yan Han looked in the mirror and stared silently at the corner of his mouth.

Then I covered my forehead and said, this bastard...ahhhhh.

He is really chasing people, right?? He chases them very...clearly and directly.

Half an hour later, Yan Han finished washing, lifted his hair and looked at his delicate self, and went out in a good mood.

Mr. Xi sat quietly at the dining table and looked at his cell phone.
To be continued...