"Ha ha, well, you contact him. I'd like to see you disappointed." Fan Zheyun said, lying comfortably on the bed with his hands on his head.

"Well, how can I cheat your husband! Give me the number Yang yue'er takes out her mobile phone and says stuffy words. Zheyun is so hard on me. If I don't call your husband, I'll clean it up!

With the cooperation of fan Zheyun, she quickly gets through to Ding Yi. Listening to Ding Yi's voice, Yang Yueer coughs twice.

"Handsome, do you want to miss your wife?" Yang yue'er is talking and hiding. Fan Zheyun is reaching out to her to hit her with a small hand.

"Ha ha, is that Miss Yang? What's the matter with Zheyun? " Ding Yi's voice on the phone is still full of charm. Yang yue'er stares at fan Zheyun again and indicates with her eyes that you are really lucky. What a fool is the best!

"Yes, why, do you remember me? It seems that I am still reluctantly charming! " Yang yue'er chuckles. As she talks, she once again dodges fan Zheyun's attack. It's dangerous. Almost, she is pinched by the little girl.

"Hehe, Zheyun's friend, of course I have to remember. By the way, Miss Yang, is something wrong with Zheyun? Call so late? " Ding Yi on the phone has a clear voice, but what he says makes Yang Yueer depressed.

"Yes, your wife missed you in the middle of the night. If you want to go back, you'd better come and pick her up." Yang yue'er finishes her talk, and without waiting for Ding Yi to ask, she hangs up quickly.

"Well, zhe Yun, I really don't know where you come from. How can you get such a good man? God is so unfair. Although I have countless men, which one can compare with him?" Hang up the phone, Yang Yueer once again dissatisfied with the big pour bitter water.

"Hee hee, it's called a fool's own happiness. You are too smart, so you are doomed to only be affected. Ha ha!" Fan Zheyun chuckled and was full of pride. My dear husband, you are really wonderful!

At the other end of the phone, Ding Yi didn't sleep all night. During this period of time, when he separated from fan Zheyun, he almost didn't have any. That night, Zizi was used to Zhang Ma's embrace, but he was very happy. He was alone in bed and couldn't sleep. Suddenly, he received a phone call, which surprised him, But with a trace of joy, quickly turned out of bed, dressed properly, driving to pick up his wife.

Fan Zheyun and Yang Yueer stop fighting. They both sit on the bed and watch the time to see when Ding Yi will come.

Just ten minutes later, the door was politely knocked. Yang Yueer once again admired her. Alas, it took 20 minutes to travel, but Ding Yi came here in ten minutes. I don't know if it was used to fly!

"Hey, hide now!" Yang yue'er talks to fan Zheyun and walks slowly towards the door. Fan Zheyun carefully hides in the wardrobe. There is no problem in hiding one or two people in this spacious wardrobe. As soon as she hides well, Ding Yi's voice comes from the door.

"Miss Yang, where's zhe Yun?" Ding Yi sees that Yang Yueer is coming to open the door. He looks into the room, but he can't see his familiar figure. For a moment, he asks anxiously.

Hearing Ding Yi's question, Yang Yueer's heart trembles. This man's love for fan Zheyun is not a trace of falseness, not a trace of moisture, even more incomparable.

"You come in first and talk!" Fan Zheyun talks in his mouth, reaches out his hand and gently pulls Ding Yi into the door. Although Ding Yi is puzzled by Yang Yueer's action, it's hard to refuse. He just lets his hand leave Yang Yueer's little hand, walks into the room and walks towards a chair.

Ding Yi's subtle action just now makes Yang Yueer feel a little depressed again. When the former man meets him, who doesn't try his best to take advantage of him? This time, she took the initiative to send out the little hand, but was treated like this, how can she not have a trace of sadness?

However, now she has no mind to think more about these things. Yang Yueer cleans up her mind, locks the door and puts on a smiling face. Then she comes back.

"Would you like something to drink, Mr. Ding? Or would you like some wine to refresh you? " Yang Yueer goes to the bedside and sits on the bed. This time, she changes her strategy and her name for Ding Yi.

"No!" Ding Yi once again politely refused, although he did not exclude wine, but sometimes, it is better to drink less or not.

"Oh, then, would you like a cigarette?" When Yang Yueer saw Ding Yi sitting in front of her, she was once again impressed. As she spoke, she picked up the "prop" - cigarette, which was ready to be put on the bedside table, and handed it to Ding Yi.

"Thank you, no!" Ding Yi feels a little irritable. She hasn't seen fan Zheyun since she came in so long. Where has she gone.

At this time, fan Zheyun is hiding in the closet, quietly watching outside through the door of the closet. Seeing Ding Yi's every move, he feels satisfied, but prays constantly. Husband, I'm sorry, I really don't want to cheat you, and I don't want to say anything about you. Husband, I have no other meaning at all!

Now fan Zheyun knows that Yang Yueer is doomed to lose, but if Ding Yi knows what kind of reaction she will have, she doesn't know. What's more worrying is that if Ding Yi turns over at that time, what can she do? I don't want to see such a thing! Thinking of this, fan Zheyun wants to push open the wardrobe to go out, but thinking of going out at this time, how to explain?

Seeing that Ding Yi refuses her cigarette, Yang Yueer is depressed again. It seems that she has to change her tactics again. She pulls out a cigarette and puts it into her ruddy mouth. As the cigarette is lit, she takes a deep breath. Looking back, she slowly blows out a mouthful of smoke.

The smoke shrouds Ding Yi. Yang Yueer looks at Ding Yi and smiles gently. This time, it depends on her skill!

"Mr. Ding, I want to ask you a question!" Yang yue'er sits on the edge of the bed, holding an elegant and noble posture, smoking cigarettes in her mouth. After spitting out one by one of the cigarette rings, she asks Ding Yi softly.

"Say it!" Ding Yi simply replied that he didn't have the heart to appreciate Yang Yueer's actions, because his mind was completely on fan Zheyun. He wanted to ask again, but he was afraid of impoliteness, so he had to wait patiently for a while.