Marriage is not sex: Husband loves so fiercely

Zhan Leyan stared closely at the hangover soup in front of him, time was passing quietly, and the water vapor from the hangover soup gradually dissipated, and many tiny drops of water stuck to the exquisite ceramic bowl.

How long has this woman been in the bathroom?
If it weren't for the sound of running water that often came from the bathroom, he would have wondered if Cheng Ruoke had fallen asleep in the bathroom.

Cheng Ruoke really didn't know what to do, did she think that she pretended to cry in the bathroom to win her sympathy?Oh, it turns out that he doesn't sympathize with her.

Zhan Leyan walked to the bathroom with strides, the doors and windows dimmed by the water vapor seemed to remind him all the time that Cheng Ruoke had been in the bathroom for a long time.

He stretched out his hand to knock on the door, but he felt a burst of hot air rushing in front of him, followed by a pleasant fragrance.

Cheng Ruoke was taken aback, "What are you doing here?"

Zhan Leyan looked at her vigilant look, and opened his thin lips lightly, "I was thinking, you were pretending to be stubborn one second, but relaxed and presumptuous the next second, do you really think you are worthy of being Mrs. Zhan?" Mingtou, do you really think that as long as you marry me, you can sit back and relax, and you deserve it too!"

"It's funny, since I don't deserve it, then you open the door and let me go." Cheng Ruoke gently wiped her slightly damp long hair with a dry towel, she said with the disdain in her eyes.Zhan Leyan found that she was still wearing a wedding dress.

Probably because she doesn't want to touch the things she bought for her in this house.

When Zhan Leyan heard this, his face darkened, this woman would really seize the opportunity to sarcastically sarcastically herself.

"You've been emphasizing to me that you're leaving, but you're just playing some tricks to make me think differently about you. If that's the case, then you don't have to continue." Zhan Leyan said indifferently, as if What he said was as important as his lack of light, and mercilessly pierced Cheng Ruoke's heart like a sharp knife.

Zhan Leyan was slightly annoyed, and there was a little anger on his usually cold face. He looked at Cheng Ruoke with cold eyes, which made people afraid. He walked straight over, and Cheng Ruoke stopped his movements in fright.

"Drink the sober soup. You're sober too." What he said seemed to have magic power, Cheng Ruoke hesitated for a while, but stretched out his hand to pick up the soup.

Surprisingly, it was not as hot as expected, but rather warm. Although the taste was not very satisfying, Zhan Leyan was kind enough not to poison her.

She secretly glanced at Zhan Leyan's expression, his face was expressionless, he didn't sneer at her, but he looked more refined, but the coldness in his eyes reminded herself all the time that this man was dangerous.

Zhan Leyan also drank the hangover soup, he tilted his neck up, the liquid rolled down his tongue, his sexy Adam's apple trembled, he was quite good-looking.

Cheng Ruoke was taken aback by her own thoughts, and choked unexpectedly, "Ahem...cough..."

Hearing the sound, Zhan Leyan just watched her out of breath quietly, and finally stretched out his hand to pat her on the back lightly, but when he touched the smooth silk nightgown, his hand was a little stiff.

"Thank you..." After a long time, Cheng Ruoke collapsed as if relieved of a heavy burden. She frowned slightly, and sure enough, she had to be serious about eating, otherwise she would be easily choked.

There seemed to be a familiar voice in her ears, "You must be serious when you eat, look at you, you will be worthless in the future..."

It's my father's voice...