The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Fu Xiuyan smiled brightly and knelt down without hesitation. His movements were so skillful.

Xia Yang didn't care about crying anymore: "Do you know I'm worried?"

"I'm so worried. Can we make a deal? If you're unhappy next time, you can hit me. Stop crying, okay, ancestor?"

Xia Yang raised his eyelids slightly: "Do you still want a future?"

Fu Xiuyan quickly raised his hand and swore: "No! Absolutely not! I said the wrong thing again, hit me..."

Xia Yang sneered, "Boss Fu, Mr. Fu, what a distinguished man! I dared not hit him. Before I could even lift my foot, it was pinned down. I couldn't even touch Boss Fu at all."

Fu Xiuyan immediately grabbed Xia Yang's foot with a playful smile and placed it on his face: "It's not precious. It's not as precious as a single hair of my Xia Xia. Xia Xia, just kick it."

Xia Yang pulled her foot back with all her strength: "Why are you so shameless? You put your face under someone else's feet. Don't you have any shame?"

Fu Xiuyan just smiled foolishly. He was wondering why Xia Yang suddenly gave him such a big surprise.

He was so overwhelmed by the surprise that he didn't bother to find out the reason. Is this really the case?

At first, I was ecstatic, but now I feel sorry for Xia Yang. What does my own face matter?

"Xia Xia kicked me personally, my foot must be hurt, right? I'll do it myself." After saying this, without waiting for Xia Yang's reaction, he fell backwards as if he had really been kicked. His acting was very realistic.

Xia Yang was amused by him. Fu Xiuyan stood up and knelt again after hearing the laughter: "Ancestor, you finally laughed."

Xia Yang curled her lips and tapped Fu Xiuyan's shoulder with her toes: "The accounts haven't been settled yet. You still call me stupid, how do we settle this matter?"

Fu Xiuyan held Xia Yang's fair and slender ankle lightly: "Aren't you stupid? You've given away your whole life so easily. You can't be more stupid."

Xia Yang didn't care: "I am happy with it, young master."

"Okay. Money can't buy our Xia Xia's happiness."

Xia Yang glanced at him and said, "You are taking advantage of me."

"Isn't it? I got a great bargain!"

Xia Yang put a little force on his foot and poked Fu Xiuyan's shoulder. Fu Xiuyan cooperated and leaned to the side.

"Don't be too proud. Who says marriage is for life? There's no national regulation prohibiting divorce."

This was done deliberately to irritate Fu Xiuyan. But Fu Xiuyan just smiled, showing no worry at all: "Your Xia family's motto doesn't allow divorce."

"You know again?"

"It's not a secret. I don't even need to ask."

"Didn't you ask?"

Fu Xiuyan coughed lightly, his eyes wandering, not daring to look at Xia Yang: "Just asking casually."

"Oh! So you've had this idea for a long time. You want to tie me down with the marriage certificate."

"I only dared to think about it, but never put it into practice. My baby is really amazing! So wise and decisive!"

"You don't dare? It's too late?" Xia Yang exposed his little thoughts with one word.

Fu Xiuyan smiled and gently placed Xia Yang's feet in his arms.

"Pinch it," Xia Yang instructed. Fu Xiuyan happily began to massage his new wife's feet.

The technique was good and the strength was just right. Xia Yang sighed in comfort, but still did not forget to deliberately make things difficult for Fu Xiuyan: "I think it's still possible to change the marriage certificate to a divorce certificate without my father knowing."

Fu Xiuyan's expression changed instantly. He couldn't stand Xia Yang talking about breaking up before, and now he couldn't stand him talking about divorce even more.

Xia Yang smiled as he looked at the man who was so angry that he was almost fuming.

"Don't let your imagination run wild!"

Xia Yang blinked and said mysteriously, "I know a way to prevent me from having such wild thoughts. Do you want to hear it?"

Fu Xiuyan said, "I'm all ears."