His voice didn't fall, and she was frightened by a sip of water, which happened to hit his face unfortunately.

His half-partial and half-handsome face was covered with countless drops of water.

She was stunned for half a second, but this was a cleansing person, spraying the water in his face, he must kill her with anger!

Immediately took a few napkins from the carton on the bedside table and wiped him on the face. "Sorry, Ting, people are not intentional..."

"That was intentional?" He learned the lines she said.

"No." She wiped his handsome face clean with a tissue and glanced at the water droplets on his white shirt. "Well, the clothes can't be wiped off. You can wash your face and change clothes."

"No." He clapped her busy little hand to kiss his lips, "Cheng Yingxuan..."

"Ok?"

She looked up at him, his deep eyes filled with deep affection, she almost thought he was saying with eyes...I love you.

His cheeks were warm, waiting for his affectionate confession, even if he broke up, it wouldn't matter if he confessed again.

After a minute of silence, he spoke dumbly, "Your saliva sprayed on my face, I like it."

She withdrew her hand from his thick big palm, "Pervert!"

He stared at her lascivious expression and smiled, "Are you perverted, or am I perverted?"

Picking up the phone and putting a video surveillance clip, she is licking and licking the scar on his left face asleep...

"..." She immediately blacked her face and said to herself, howling, "The woman in the video is not me!" She refused to admit that she was so shameless.

I'm really sorry that I got frustrated that night and went to lick the scar on his face... Aooo, I want to scream.

He knew she was embarrassed to admit it, and did not force her, "Yes, not you... it's my wife."

After listening to the first two words she said, she nodded sharply, and when she heard the last four words, her pretty face changed, "Nonsense, who is your wife!"

She was so cute with a sigh of exhalation, and his atrium was as cold as a thousand-year-old glacier. "I didn't say you, I mean the woman in the video is my wife."

"It's me in the video..." She said that she was very depressed.

He smiled and stretched his fingers to touch her face, "You are my wife, this is not right."

She patted his hand that he liked to touch, "I am not. I solemnly tell you that I will not marry you!"

The certificates are all received, and she is still howling here. He had some pity for her ignorance and was afraid that she would do extreme things when she knew, "Don't be so determined, you will marry if you figure it out."

"Unthinkable!" She raised her voice octave.

"The established facts," he raised her chin to raise her chin, and the voice was cold and domineering. "I say it again, you... it's mine!"

"The ghost is yours!"

"That's right, even if you die, it can only be the ghost of Yan Shiting!" He stared at her beautiful face and added to his heart that he would not let her die before he died.

"You!" She lifted the quilt to the ground.

He crouched down and picked up her shoes to help her wear them.

Her body stiffened, "Yan Shiting, why are you so bitter." They all broke up. He is such an arrogant, lifeless man who even helped her wear shoes! This is such an incredible thing.

He kissed her by holding her little feet, and looked up at her with a deep glare, his voice was dumb, "Cheng Yingxuan, I love you!"