My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Does that make sense to him?

She's to blame for ignoring him.

Zhou Yao Ai pinched her little face with pity. She drowned her eyes quickly. He was personally tall and could only look at her from above. He could see her smelly little nose wings from this angle.

He leaned down and kissed her on the tip of his nose, "Daughter, you're beautiful! ”

Cold Iris still ignored him, but her heart was a little sweet, and women loved to listen, and she was no exception.

She figured it out, slapped her and gave her a date, it was all his routine.

Then the dark shadow pressed into his sight, and he kissed down.

Cold Iris grabbed the bathrobe between his waist with two small hands, and he kissed quickly and heavily. The strong masculine poured into her taste was like burning her whole body, and she was uncontested and enthralled in his kiss.

“Not here, let's go to bed...”

“Later, here first! Daughter-in-law, don't talk. Hold me tight!” He hissed and opened his mouth.

Cold Iris knew he hadn't stopped tonight, but she sweetly closed her eyes and reached into his bathrobe with her little hands, depicting the scars on his body with her fingers and stomach aches.

“Daughter-in-law! ”

She raised her head and kissed him on the cheek, "Honey! ”

She gave him a warm response.

Zhou Yao obviously couldn't stand this. His blood poured somewhere. His palms came directly to her shoulder and he laid down his thin shoulder strap.

When Cold Iris closed his eyes, he thought, "What's the use of wearing this pajama? He looks down and he's going to lay down. Isn't that a waste?"

……

The next morning.

Zhou Yao slowly opened his eyes, he still slept in a soft queen bed, the man's bronze skin colour and snow-white silk were contrasted sharply, there were several women's scratches on his shoulder and back, his black robe was thrown on the carpet, and the pyro-red pajamas were scrapped, torn into sections and thrown away on the carpet, the room was a mess.

If someone comes in, you can guess what happened here last night.

Zhou Yao glanced out the window, the sun was shining outside, and it was almost ten o'clock. He never got up so late.

He stretched out his long arm to roll the woman's body and wanted to hold her in his arms. They tore her till morning to sleep. She was also tired, and last night he couldn't wait to die on her.

But his arms were empty, and there was no one else by his bed.

Daughter-in-law?

He suddenly bounced up from the bed, and the silk slipped into his perfect inverted triangle waistline, raised together, powerful and unobtrusive.

“Daughter-in-law!” He quickly lifted his quilt and got out of bed, searching everywhere for a cold iris.

Where is she?

Yesterday, those feelings of happiness stopped, and he knew that the arrival of this morning had meant that they were going back at dusk this afternoon.

Did she leave early?

“Daughter-in-law! Daughter-in-law! ”

Zhou Yao was anxious to find someone, and his footsteps stopped because he saw a cold ray outside in the 3D kitchen.

Cold gills wore a bright red and yellow skirt today and a white hollow cardigan outside with a lush back.

When she heard the man scream, she quickly looked back, “Zhou Yao, you're awake... ah! ”

She had a shovel in her hand and could only blindfold herself with her other little hand. "Zhou Yao, what are you doing? Where are your clothes? ”

He doesn't have any clothes on him.

Shame on you?

Of course Zhou Yao was not ashamed. He pulled his long leg out and walked forward, hugging the small barbaric waist of Cold Iris. When he saw her, he was calm with a panicked heart.

He glanced into the pan and asked softly, "Eggs? Are you making breakfast? ”

“Well, yeah, I'm not a good cook, but you can learn, I've already fried a lot of buns. How about these two? They're beautiful. We'll have milk, eggs and bread in the morning. Want some more steak?” He shoved him with his elbow, “go back to your room and get dressed! ”

“Afraid of what? Nobody's watching.” He held her tight.

Cold Iris only realized that he had no face to this point, especially the hard and hot one on her back waist. He torched until the morning. I didn't expect him to be tired at all.

“I don't care, you go get dressed!” She stamped her feet.

Zhou Yao looked at her reddish little face and, like a full red Fuji apple, made people want to bite, “Okay, I'll get dressed. ”

Cold Iris: That's about it!

But the next second she spins, she's already been carried by a man on his shoulder, and he's laughing, “I'll have breakfast later, I'm not hungry, sleep with me for a while. ”

Why is he always so powerful?

Cold Iris quickly hammered him twice, "Shovel! Shovel!”

He took off the shovel in her hand and carried her to the bedroom.

“Hey, Zhou Yao, let's eat fast and go out and play. It's 10: 00! ”

“Others are others, we are us! I'll wake up at 11: 00, then I'll take you... climbing the mountain. ”

Cold eagle was thrown into a soft bed. He pressed it up again. She “giggled” and went to hide. "Zhou Yao, stop messing around. It hurts so much on me...”

“Really? Where it hurts, I'll take a look.” His hands spyed on her and the two broke together.

……

They really didn't climb out of bed until 11: 00. Zhou Yao went to the bathroom to wash, and the cold onion went to fry two more steaks, then put the milk in the microwave.

She wasn't uncooked before, but it would mess up the whole kitchen. Zhou Yao naturally complimented her on her progress today, and Cold Ridge was proud to accept his compliment.

After eating, the two went out and left for Mount Fuji.

Bought tickets and the two of them started climbing.

Climbing to the waist of the mountain, Zhou Yao asked her, "Thirsty? I'll get you some water. ”

“Oh, well, I'm thirsty. ”

So Zhou Yao went to buy water.

Cold Iris looked at his back, then lowered his head for a moment, and it's 2: 00 in the afternoon.

Separately.

Cold eagles are sad for a moment, time doesn't stop for anyone, and after a brief happy time it is always inevitable to separate.

At this point, on her side, she suddenly saw a temple not far away.

The temple is full of fire and many tourists come out of it.

Cold Iris never perfumed, some things had, believe it or not, she didn't believe them, but she looked at them a few times and walked into the temple with her feet up.

She looked around curiously, and a little Sami came over and said, "Master, are you asking for a signature? ”

Ask for a signature?

“Mmm.” Cold Iris nodded.

“Master, what kind of signature do you ask for? ”

Cold Iris thought about it and said, "Marriage. ”