wife is black

On the street with endless traffic, a red Bentley is hidden in the night, and some flickering lights spill into the luxury car through the window.

Cheng Yihua lightly closed her eyes and leaned back in the cab, her small nose was slightly opened and closed, and there was obvious tiredness in the corners of her eyes.

Suddenly, the phone rang, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet space.

The thick and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, Cheng Yihua slowly opened a pair of tired eyes, reached out his hand to take out the phone that kept ringing in the bag, and directly pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Xiao Ruan, have you finished eating?" Cheng Yihua yawned, his voice obviously lazy.

"Hello, Mr. Cheng." A strange woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding very nervous.

"You are...Wei Chenxi?" Cheng Yihua sat up straight suddenly, guessing who the woman on the other end of the phone was.

"That's right, it's me!" Wei Chenxi nodded hurriedly, then turned to look at Guan Ruan lying on the table, "Xiao Ruan, she drank too much, can you come in and pick her up, please?"

"it is good!"

Cheng Yihua's drowsiness dissipated in an instant, then he cut off the phone and hurried out of the car with his bag and car keys.

As soon as they stepped into the hot pot restaurant, it immediately attracted everyone's attention, and even many people immediately recognized Cheng Yihua, and couldn't help whispering among each other.

A pair of young girls were sitting near the door of the store, so they naturally noticed Cheng Yihua immediately.

"Isn't this the president of Xingyi?! I'm looking at a real person today." The short-haired girl looked at Cheng Yihua with an idiot-like face, her eyes almost growing on him, "It's so beautiful! "

"That's right, straight ones can be bent." The long-haired girl on the opposite side curled her lips disapprovingly, "My sister works in Star Arts, and she's like a nympho all day long, talking about their president in front of me every day. Beautiful. What kind of clothes did you wear yesterday, and what kind of necklace did you wear today."

"I...I think I'm already bent." The short-haired girl put her hands on her chin and said resignedly.

"Actually, I think her daughter-in-law is better-looking. I like the cold one, like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks." The long-haired girl put down the chopsticks in her hand, with a longing look on her face, "You know Who is it?"

"Of course I know this. Isn't she the school belle of S University? It's not like my house doesn't have internet access."

Cheng Yihua turned his head and glanced at the two people who were talking loudly, his eyes were gentle but with a daunting chill.The two people were so scared that they immediately stopped discussing and continued to heat their own hot pot.

In the private room, Wei Juntian sat on a chair with his hands folded across his chest, his eyes quietly fell on Guan Ruan opposite him, his eyes were full of worry and nervousness.

Today's Guan Ruan is obviously a little abnormal, he keeps drinking his own wine, calling it Wei Juntian's farewell.

After all, the two grew up together, and Wei Juntian knew Guan Ruan's temper well.Although Guan Ruan had a good capacity for alcohol, he never drank so much wine easily, intending to get drunk.

Obviously, Guan Ruan has something on his mind, or has he suffered some unspeakable grievance?

The "culprit" that Wei Juntian first thought of was Cheng Yihua. Except for this woman, no one could touch and sway Guan Ruan's heartstrings.

Suddenly, there was a rush of high-heeled shoes coming from the door, Wei Juntian turned sharply and looked at the door.

"Little Ruan, is your stomach upset?" Cheng Yihua walked quickly to Guan Ruan's side, reached out and touched Guan Ruan's head, and asked softly.

"Yihua, you're here..." Guan Ruan raised his head slowly, looked up at Cheng Yihua who suddenly appeared in front of him, the corners of his lips naturally raised.

There are obvious traces of water in the ink-like eyes, and the eye sockets are also slightly red, and the eyes are a little blurred, obviously drunk.

"Little Ruan, let's go home." Cheng Yihua put one hand around Guan Ruan's waist, put Guan Ruan's arm on his shoulder with the other, and helped Guan Ruan up from the chair.

"Miss Wei, can I trouble you to get Xiao Ruan a bag?" Cheng Yihua turned his head to look at Wei Chenxi who was on the side, and smiled generously.

"Oh! Good!" Wei Chenxi was a little distracted, and only recovered after being shouted by Cheng Yihua.

This is the second time for Wei Chenxi to meet the legendary president of Xingyi. This woman's aura is too strong, she perfectly blends beauty and temperament, and she completely overwhelms Wei Chenxi in just a second.

"Thank you." Cheng Yihua thanked Wei Chenxi politely, with a smile on his lips.

"President Cheng." Wei Chenxi smiled unnaturally, quickly picked up Guan Ruan's bag, and followed the two of them out of the box.

The two worked together to help Guan Ruan into the car. Cheng Yihua first fastened Guan Ruan's seat belt, and then thoughtfully put a thin cashmere blanket on Guan Ruan's body.

The two friends with Guan Ruan said goodbye politely, and when they were about to start the accelerator, they were stopped by Wei Juntian.

"Mr. Cheng, I have something to tell you." Wei Juntian stood outside the car, watched Wei Chenxi leave, and then turned to look at Cheng Yihua in the cab.

"What does Mr. Wei want to say?" Cheng Yihua rolled the car window to the end and smiled politely at Wei Juntian.

"Although I have nothing to do with Xiao Ruan now, I was Xiao Ruan's fiancé after all." Wei Juntian's face was gloomy, and he had been silent since the moment Cheng Yihua entered the box.

"Since I gave Xiao Ruan to you, I hope you can treat her well and not let her suffer any grievances."

"I will always be nice to Xiao Ruan, Mr. Wei doesn't have to worry about that." Cheng Yihua frowned slightly, thinking about why Wei Juntian suddenly said such words to himself.

"I hope so, otherwise I will find a way to get Xiao Ruan back!" Wei Juntian propped his hands on the car window, looked at Cheng Yihua in a warning gesture, and said word by word.

The two grew up together. Although they failed to develop into love, they were also an indestructible revolutionary friendship.The reason for scaring Cheng Yihua like this is completely following the script of the previous "fiancé".

It was almost early morning when I got home, and Aunt Xu had already fallen asleep, while Rouqiu lay quietly in her cat's litter, watching the two of them who returned home late with a pair of round cat eyes.

Although Guan Ruan was a little drunk, he was able to walk on his own, but his walk was unsteady and he needed Cheng Yihua's support.

"Little Ruan, lie down for a while, I'll make you a glass of honey water." Cheng Yihua helped Guan Ruan onto the bed, and let him sit with his back against the head of the bed.

"Yihua...don't go." Guan Ruan's red lips parted slightly, and he stretched out his hand to grab Cheng Yihua's wrist, with a throbbing moistness in his voice.

"Good boy, I'll be right back." Cheng Yihua sat back on the edge of the bed, trying to release Guan Ruan's hand from his wrist.

"I want to take a shower first." Guan Ruan pursed his lower lip lightly, and let go of the wrist that was holding Cheng Yihua, with a shallow water mark in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll go get you bath water now." Cheng Yihua stood up, and just as he took a step forward, he was stopped again by Guan Ruan behind him.

"Yihua!" Guan Ruan's eyes lit up, and what Wei Chenxi said at the dinner table flashed in his mind, "I'm a little dizzy, can you wash it for me?"

"Okay." Cheng Yihua was stunned for a few seconds, and answered without hesitation.

Both of them are already married, and they are already legal wives and wives. It is time to fulfill their duties as wives and wives.

In the huge bathroom, there was a thin mist, and crystal drops of water dripped on the translucent glass.

The humid air is filled with the sweet smell of special fragrance, making the room charming and charming.

Cheng Yihua half-closed her eyes, her bare back pressed against the edge of the bathtub.Her fair cheeks were shy and blush from the mist, her big brown curly hair floated on the water, and her red lips were slightly parted.Crystal drops of water hung on the collarbone, and the clear water drops rolled down along with the violently heaving chest.

Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, the soft groans still escaped from between his teeth, causing Guan Ruan to lose his feet, not knowing how to proceed.

Just now, Cheng Yihua was pulled straight into the bathroom by Guan Ruan.Without saying a word, I directly use actions to express what I want to do.

Although Cheng Yihua felt that all this was a little different from what he had imagined, or even completely opposite.But he couldn't resist Guan Ruan's enthusiasm, so he obeyed and catered to everything that happened.

I don't know if it was because of being drunk, but Guan Ruan's movements were very clumsy and hurt himself several times.Even though Cheng Yihua tried his best to hold back, he couldn't help but groaned in pain.

"Yihua, did I hurt you?" Guan Ruan suddenly stopped what he was doing, and looked at Cheng Yihua with distress.

"It's okay...it's okay." Cheng Yihua clenched his back molars tightly, but put on a calm look on his face.

"How about we change the method?" Guan Ruan deliberately put his entire upper body close to Cheng Yihua, and stared at the person below him mercilessly.

A pair of pitch-black eyes had unconsciously been covered with a thin layer of water mist, the eye sockets were reddish, and the voice was moist and alluring.

"What way?" Cheng Yihua raised his eyes to look at the somewhat drunk Guan Ruan, twitched his wet eyelashes, and asked.

Guan Ruan leaned his head close to Cheng Yihua's ear, and uttered two words firmly from his slightly red and swollen lips after being kissed.

"..." Cheng Yihua heard it, his dark brown pupils suddenly enlarged, and his thick eyelashes quivered in disbelief.

"Okay?" Guan Ruan straightened up slowly, with his hands resting on the edge of the bathtub, his long wet hair clinging to his fair skin, half covering the snow-white plumpness on his chest.

"Okay." Cheng Yihua spit out a word from between his teeth, biting his lower lip tightly, almost biting his red lip.