My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

The famous villa area in Kyoto, Yunzhen Tianyuan.

"Why isn't Sister Fenfang calling?"

Xiao Ye stood at the gate of the community, anxiously waiting for Fangfang to call herself back.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, but Yang Jiaxin suddenly called him over so late, which made Xiao Ye feel an ominous premonition.

Last time Yang Jiaxin had made it clear that he wanted to support him, but Fangfang's "pregnant girlfriend" stopped him.

But afterwards, the perverted old aunt Yang Jiaxin didn't restrain herself much, and still harassed Xiao Ye a few times from time to time.

For this well-paid job, Xiao Ye never dared to resist too much.

Fortunately, Yang Jiaxin usually only scratches his feet. Most of them are mouth-heavy or have experienced hand addiction.

But today, Xiao Ye feels that the other party may finally be unable to help but start with his little Aries.

He didn't know what to do, and subconsciously called Fangfang quickly.

However, after waiting for a long time, Sister Fenfang did not call again.

He sent a message, but the other party did not reply.

After calling again, Sister Fenfang didn't answer either.

Xiao Ye had been standing at the gate of Yunzhen Tianyuan for more than ten minutes. If the security guards hadn't often seen him coming and going here, he might have to come up and ask.

Jingle Bell.

Finally, the phone rang.

Xiao Ye couldn't wait to pick it up.

"Sister Fenfang, why did you call me so long?"

"Xiao Ye, what are you talking about? Didn't you ask you to come to my house right away?!"

Xiao Ye was taken aback for a moment, and took the phone away from his ear to see that it was Yang Jiaxin who was calling.

He was too eager, only Fangfang was in his mind, and he didn't even look at the caller before answering the call.

"Sister Yang, Sister Yang, I'm sorry, I'm already at the gate of your community, come in immediately."

Xiao Ye quickly apologized.

"Well, hurry up, I'm waiting for you, giggle."

Hearing that Xiao Ye was almost here, Yang Jiaxin turned into a show of anger, her voice became coquettish, and her laughter seemed to crumble into the bones of people, unlike her gentle and kind image when facing the media and fans.

If it were other men, facing such a charming and alluring Yang Jiaxin, I am afraid that she would really want to show her soul.

But Xiao Ye was different. At this moment, there was only fear and anxiety in his heart.

But there was no way. Sister Fenfang didn't answer the phone for some reason. Xiao Ye had to bite the bullet and walked into Yun Zhen Tianyuan and came to the door of Yang Jiaxin's villa.

After taking a deep breath and pressing the video doorbell, Yang Jiaxin's voice came out quickly.

"Aye, come in, I'm the only one at home."

Yang Jiaxin chuckled charmingly, the door lock of the villa's door clicked open, and Xiao Ye pushed the door silently and walked in.

Walking through the garden outside, into the two-story house, entering the door to change your shoes, and coming to the living room, Xiao Ye was taken aback for a moment.

At this moment, Yang Jiaxin was lying halfway on the sofa, her long hair falling from both sides of her neck, just blocking her chest in a translucent black nightdress.

This nightdress is very short, and under the warm light, that piece of whiteness is shining with coquettish light, as if to suck the soul of the person away.

Seeing Xiao Ye staring blankly, Yang Jiaxin giggled and waved at him:

"What do you dare to do, come here."

Xiao Ye came back to his senses, stood still and asked:

"Sister Yang, what can you do with me?"

He was actually not dumbfounded just now, he just subconsciously compared Yang Jiaxin and Fangfang in his mind, and the final result was...

The cute and fleshy girl looks better than the old aunt who doesn't wear well.

"I asked you to come over, didn't you hear?"

Seeing Xiao Ye still standing still, Yang Jiaxin's eyes fell cold.

"Yes."

Xiao Ye had no choice but to walk over and stand in front of her.

Yang Jiaxin smiled contentedly, turned her back, lay on the sofa, and said tiredly:

"Knead it for me."

Xiao Ye was taken aback, and then said, "Sister Yang, isn't it inconvenient?"

Yang Jiaxin twisted her body, as if a little girl was acting like a baby, "What's the inconvenience, hurry up!"

Xiao Ye looked at her body that was undulating and swaying like a wave, and began to daze again.

This time, he still unconsciously took Fangfang out to compare with the charming Yang Tianhou.

The result of the comparison is...

Sister Fenfang's buttocks are fleshy and elastic, while the old aunt's buttocks seem to be sagging a little.

"Does it look good?"

Of course, Yang Jiaxin didn't know what Xiao Ye was thinking. He was very proud to see Xiao Ye staring at herself in a daze again.

None of the little milk dogs she had been fond of didn't take the initiative to kneel and lick.

Only this Xiao Ye was pretending to be high-minded, and now it seems that as long as he has a little charm, this guy is still the minister under his skirt.

Even though I am in my 30s, I am a diva!

Which man doesn't want my favor?

The charm of a mature woman like me can be compared to that of a young girl in her twenties who only knows how to pretend to be pure!

Lin Yao's face flashed in Yang Jiaxin's mind. This face was white and pink, and it was full of collagen visible to the naked eye.

Youthful and beautiful, gorgeous and beautiful.

But what then?

There is no shortage of young and beautiful girls in this circle, just like when singing in a bar, there was a woman who was more beautiful and had a better voice than Yang Jiaxin.

She was also the one who was fancyed by Shenxin Entertainment.

But in the end, Yang Jiaxin was selected.

She only remembered that the woman named Yue Yue was as young and beautiful as Lin Yao now, pure and sweet.

In that bar, Yue Yue had to overwhelm her in everything.

Everyone said that Yue Yue would definitely be popular in the future.

Yang Jiaxin stood next to her, seeming to always be a foil.

But now?

That woman is just a small stepping stone on her way to success.

Just like Lin Yao now.

"Sorry, Sister Yang, my girlfriend is a little uncomfortable today. If there is nothing else, I want to go back and see the doctor with her soon."

Yang Jiaxin was lying on the sofa comfortably, waiting for Xiao Ye's service, but suddenly heard his sorry voice.

"Your girlfriend?"

Yang Jiaxin opened her eyes and sat up slowly, the charming amorousness on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by indifference and mockery.

After a while, she suddenly smiled, raised her legs and leaned her back on the sofa.

"Xiao Ye, I am a very kind person. I never fight with others. I just want to fight for what I like. You should feel it. I have always liked you, so..."

Yang Jiaxin picked up the bag on the sofa, took out one or two keys from it, and threw it on the coffee table casually.

"This is the key to my house in Wuli Street. This is the key to a Mercedes.

As long as you are willing to break up with your girlfriend and only listen to me from now on, then these things are yours. "