The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

When Wang Zichen pushed Lan Xinhui down on the bed, the soft mattress seemed to be slightly dented.

The bed was very soft and comfortable, and there was no sound when the two of them fell on it, but Lan Xinhui seemed to hear a bang, as if it was the sound of thunder coming from the sky. Burned him and her.

Thunder from the sky stirs fire from the ground...

Seeing that a fire is about to burn ragingly.

However, at this moment, a heavy rain fell from the sky - it was Lan Xinhui's cell phone that rang.

The familiar ringtone of the mobile phone seemed to pour a basin of cold water on Lan Xinhui's head, waking her up from the confusion.

She pushed Wang Zichen's uninjured left hand hard: "My phone is ringing."

Wang Zichen didn't want to stop at all, he continued to touch her sensitive collarbone tonight, and said vaguely: "Leave it alone."

However, Lan Xinhui had already come to her senses at this time, it was impossible for her to continue making out with him, she pushed his left shoulder even harder: "I want to answer the phone."

Wang Zichen stopped, and when he heard her clear voice, he let go of her with a long sigh, and he turned sideways from the left side and lay down on the bed, panting heavily.

Lan Xinhui turned over from the bed and sat up. She took a deep breath, trying to calm down her panting, and walked to the dressing table. The mobile phone that was placed on the dressing table kept ringing persistently. She disconnected the charging cable , picked up the phone.

She looked at Wen Jianshu's name on the phone screen, took another deep breath, and then picked up.

"Xinhui, it's me." As soon as the phone was connected, Wen Jianshu's kind and gentle voice came over: "Are you asleep?"

"Not yet." Lan Xinhui replied briefly, trying to calm down.

"It's fine if you haven't slept, I'm worried I'll wake you up!" Wen Jianshu said, "I found a place to stay nearby, and I'll call you to make sure I'm safe."

"As long as you are safe." Lan Xinhui said, trying to make her voice sound more natural.

"Well, then I won't bother you." He said gently, "Good night."

"Good night." Lan Xinhui said, and hung up the phone.She put down her mobile phone and looked towards the bed, only to see Wang Zichen lying on the bed with her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep.

She sighed and turned to go out.

"Don't go." Lan Xinhui's hand was held immediately: "Stay with me." Wang Zichen's voice was low, with deep pleading.

"No," Lan Xinhui refused, "We can't do that, we're already divorced."

"Then we will remarry tomorrow." Wang Zichen said immediately.

Lan Xinhui said: "I'm going to sleep with Millie, you can calm down." She inadvertently caught a glimpse of his enthusiasm that hadn't faded.She doesn't think it's time to talk about such things with a man with a sperm on his head.

However, Wang Zichen didn't let go: "Think about the sweetness when we first got married, and we can continue like that forever in the future."

"If we can go on like this forever, we won't get divorced." Lan Xinhui retorted calmly.

"No, it was because of a misunderstanding at that time, and it won't happen in the future." Wang Zichen tried his best to persuade her: "We can be very harmonious. You can't deny that there is a strong attraction between us. We live together as husband and wife. It's very harmonious...you have to think about your sexual happiness for the rest of your life."

She really couldn't deny it, especially after the almost misfire just now.

Lan Xinhui was silent for a moment, then said: "I don't think sexual attraction is enough to sustain a marriage for a long time."

"However, without a harmonious relationship between husband and wife, it is also impossible for a marriage to last." Wang Zichen retorted.