Wenshan listens to Nalan Chunbo's words with vinegar smell, and laughs awkwardly. Why can't the president's wife pass?

"Well, it's not to leave a good impression on the leaders, and it's not necessary to be the president's wife." What Wenshan said was a little awkward. She thought of her own ambition at the beginning.

"Oh, so you don't want to be the dean's wife?" Nalan Chunbo is in a better mood.

Wen Shan could not help but make complaints about it: "you are not the dean."

Although the voice is not big, but Nalan Chunbo can hear clearly, no man does not like to be cared about by the woman he likes.

So what Nalan Chunbo responds to Wenshan is his kiss, which is still gentle but provocative.

Even though Wen Shan is only responsible for lying down, she just wants to say that this kind of thing is really not only a home run.

You can't move your waist. You have hands, don't you?

When the air in the bedroom really calms down, Nalan Chunbo holds Wenshan and kisses her on her white face all the time. She still doesn't eat her as she did yesterday, but today, at least, he is satisfied in a different way, isn't he?

"Are your hands sore?" Afterwards, the voice with a different kind of charm, when Wenshan is too shy to know how to speak, Nalan Chunbo has already grasped her wrist and gently kneaded it for her.

Wenshan snorts and subconsciously tightens her legs, but the two people under the quilt are almost close to each other. How can Nalan Chunbo not know Wenshan's behavior.

He whispered to her ear socket and said, "you can't move your waist. When your waist is ready, I'll let you --"

"Don't talk --" Wen Shan's face turned red. She suddenly put her hand over his lips and threw a dead man, OK?

Satisfied, Nalan Chunbo chuckled and hugged him more tightly. "What did you just ask me to do?"

Wen Shan

It's confirmed. There's no need to confirm anything else now.

"It's hard. Take a bath." Wenshan opens her mouth in a dull voice. He has just made a lot of things, and Wenshan finally knows why she hurt so much yesterday.

The little girl's voice was soft, and Nalan Chunbo was ready to move again.

The person who said he would get up early tomorrow never mentioned going to bed in the guest room. Instead, he kept pressing his little girl to use any sauce she didn't need to use to brew. He didn't make it until early in the morning, and then he took her to the bathroom to take a bath.

Wenshan really doesn't want to move a little finger this time. Now she fully believes that Nalan Chunbo used to be a man without a woman, and he has already been like this without a real sword and gun. When the time comes, it will be real sword and gun, and she starts to love her waist again.

So this time Wenshan fell asleep until 11:30. She completely forgot about going to school because she couldn't get up.

When Wenshan wakes up, Nalan Chunbo is not there. He just leaves a note on the table saying that he has something to deal with. The food is put in the heat preservation bucket for her. After she gets up, she has to eat first. He will probably be back at noon.

Wen Shan skims her lips and looks at the words on the note. Finally, she skims her lips slightly and puts down the note to soften her waist. As a result, her wrist hurts too.

So, it's not that she has no charm, is it?

Those people really lied to her!

At the moment, Nalan Chunbo is in the headmaster's office. Although he is the defendant's, all the people sitting on the sofa are full of cold breath. Even the headmaster seems to be waiting for Nalan Chunbo to speak.