A Sweet Wife Is Hard to Chase: The President’s Husband Loves Sweetly

The crowd roared in amazement, full of envy.

Ah Xuan was also confused by this scene. Chi Yanfeng, who has never been close to women, is now interested in an actress in the entertainment industry?

Although this An Shuyao is really pretty,

Chi Yanfeng narrowed his eyes coldly, "What are you still doing in a daze? Open the way!"

"Oh good!!" Ah Xuan was shouted back to his senses, shivering in fright, and hurried forward to drive away the crowd of onlookers.

Surrounded by the crowd, Chi Yanfeng carried the restless An Shuyao into his Rolls Royce.

The crowd of onlookers screamed and screamed, but Ah Xuan was completely surprised. Is he... dazzled?Young Master Chi, who always hated women throwing themselves into his arms, actually took the initiative to hug this woman?

Amitabha, do not look at evil.

After getting into the car, Ah Xuan was still a little dazed.

"Drive." Chi Yanfeng ordered coldly.

"Yes." Ah Xuan started the car, but he murmured in his heart, Chi Shao is not going to bring a strange woman back to the old house, right?
Wouldn't that overturn the old house?
"Turn back to Nanhai first, don't tell the people in the old house that I'm back."

"..." Well, he was the one who was worrying too much.

Nanhai Dushu is a high-end villa area in Jiangbin, and Chi Yanfeng has already settled for a set of hardcover villas there when he returned to China.

Axuan drove the car all the way to the front entrance of an extremely gorgeous French-style western-style building, a path paved with cobblestones all the way to the arc-shaped bronze gate.

"Young Master Chi, we're here." Ah Xuan got out of the car, went around to the back seat of the car, opened the door, but couldn't help but look at the woman who was sleeping soundly in Chi Yanfeng's arms.

An Shuyao hugged Chi Yanfeng's waist tightly with both hands, her slender legs seemed to be desperately pursuing warmth, rubbing against Chi Yanfeng's trousers, this posture made people blush.

From the moment the car door opened, she seemed to be irritated by the cool wind. She shivered and curled up into a ball, rubbing against Chi Yanfeng's arms more dependently.

The iron-like body of the man in front of her made her feel warm, and she didn't want to let it go.

As everyone knows, her actions at this moment are tantamount to challenging a man's patience.

Chi Yanfeng pursed his thin lips tightly, and the hand resting on the woman's slender waist couldn't help but tightened, but he didn't use too much force. Such a slender waist might be cut off even with a little force.

He didn't speak, and under Ah Xuan's astonished gaze, he took off his black suit, wrapped the woman's thin body tightly, then picked her up by the waist, got out of the car, and leapt over Ah Xuan.

The corner of Ah Xuan's mouth twitched violently, he really didn't expect that Chi Shao of his family was quite gentle with women.

Chi Yanfeng carried An Shuyao all the way to the villa, pushed open the door of the villa, and the light in the living room turned on instantly.

A magnificent room.

"Young master." A few servants had apparently received the news that Chi Yanfeng had returned home, and they stood neatly on both sides, waiting for him at the entrance.

No one dared to take a second look at the woman in Chi Yanfeng's arms.

Chi Yanfeng ignored it, and walked up the stairs steadily with the woman in his arms.

Halfway through the meeting, the people suddenly stopped and turned around, and said to the head butler, "Prepare a hangover soup immediately."

The housekeeper nodded, "Yes, young master."

Carrying An Shuyao all the way back to the bedroom, and laying it on the snow-white huge soft bed that no one is allowed to touch except himself, the housekeeper brought in the hangover soup, and Chi Yanfeng fed it to the woman on the bed spoon by spoon drink.

But how could a drunk woman be as obedient as he imagined?