Fortunate Pregnancy, Forced Marriage: Boss is Addicted to Pampering His Wife

She giggled.

He narrowed his eyes, "What's laughing."

"I'm really fun with you." She snapped his hand away. "I don't like the action of others picking my chin. It's hugely annoying." He was the same. She remembered the night before she had picked his chin more than five years ago. He was so angry that his eyes were about to burst into flames.

She had threatened him and said that he would post his naked photos online. Just in the car, I changed him to force her to record **** and love online.

Mid heaven is destined to be violent to her, she will be revenge back?

His eyes were darkened, "You are like me. What do you like?" Close to her ear, "Like I do you hard?"

She reached out and pinched him **** his waist.

That strength guaranteed to pinch his waist, and he didn't say a word, a bit boneless.

Painful.

"Like your impotence." After she finished, she smiled gracefully.

His cold face was darker than the bottom of the pot, "You dead woman..."

She broke away from his hoop, "If I were to die, would you want to **** the corpse at night?"

To the two bodyguards who followed a few steps behind, said, "You BOSS have traitors. The corpse is so intensely perverted, do you know?"

The two bodyguards looked embarrassed, and their expressions were as cool as Yan Shiting, so it was inconvenient to talk.

Yan Shiting really wanted to kiss her nonsense mouth.

"What kind of employer, what kind of bodyguard." Cheng Yingxuan gave him a hopeless look, stepped into the villa hall.

In the luxurious hall, the table has been set for the dinner just served.

She glanced at the food on the table: beef patties, seafood curry, sirloin steak, pasta sauce.

It's for two people.

A cup of milk was placed in front of one of the tables, and a cup of dark coffee was placed in the next table.

"Isn't this the same food we ate at the restaurant on the fourth floor of the Mingda Hotel last time. Your cook will cook it too?" She naturally walked to the table where the milk was placed.

The maid Chensao said, "Miss Cheng, the young master said you like to eat that dish, so please invite the chef from that house."

Cheng Yingxuan gave Yan Shiting a surprised look, "Are your brains going crazy? In case I won't come, is your chef not asking for nothing?"

"Aren't you here?" he asked rhetorically.

She shrugged indifferently, preparing to pick up chopsticks.

He frowned, "Wash your hands before eating."

Why is this so familiar? She remembered that she used to say this to Er Chengxiaobao in the past, but in the past year, Xiaobao would actively wash her hands before eating, so she didn't need to explain.

She snorted, "I am your daughter? I want you to teach."

A maid came carrying a basin of water and bowed in front of her, "Miss Cheng, please clean your hands."

She widened her eyes and looked at the golden basin...

Stretched his hands and knocked, "Yan Shiting, your basin is like gold!"

Fingers flicked on the washbasin again, and said with certainty, "It's really gold, I rely on, Mr. Yan, wash your hands with a gold basin, you are too local!"

Seeing him look cool, Bingbing didn't intend to return to her.

She reached into the basin, the water was warm, and the temperature was just right. She let her hand soak in the basin and didn't want to move. She frowned at Yan Shiting.

Maid Chensao came over, "Miss Cheng, young master doesn't like to touch other women, I'll help you wash..."