Ye Lancheng was too lazy to expose her little idea and laughed: "Get up and take medicine."
An Zhisu said: "Did you just go get me some medicine?"
"Otherwise, why don't I go find a feather duster and beat you up?" Ye Lancheng was speechless. He looked like the kind of man who would violently abuse his wife at every turn?
An Zhisu laughed out loud, got up, and started to say nice things: "Ye Lancheng, you are so kind."
"Really? Didn't you call me a bastard just now?" Ye Lancheng squinted at her.
An Zhisu:......
I have a big problem. If I give you a step, will there be less meat? Can your emotional intelligence be higher? Do you know that you will lose your wife if you do this?
"Take the medicine." Seeing that she was aggrieved again, Ye Lancheng reluctantly handed her the medicine and water.
An Zhisu quickly took the glass of water, stretched his neck and opened his mouth.
"ah……"
Ye Lancheng was stunned for a moment, and it took several seconds to react before he put the pill in his other hand into her mouth.
An Zhisu was very afraid of taking medicine. As soon as the medicine was taken into his mouth, he immediately drank a large amount of water and quickly put the painkiller into his throat. His little face twisted together as if he were taking coptis.
Ye Lancheng looked amused and chuckled: "Let's see if you want to eat so much candy next time."
"If you don't want to eat, don't eat." An Zhisu shook his head repeatedly. He was in a bad mood just now and accidentally ate too much.
"Well, let's go take a shower." Ye Lancheng raised his big palm and rubbed the top of her hair, then took the water glass from her hand.
An Zhisu jumped out of bed as if she was being pardoned, ran to the cloakroom to get pajamas, ran to the bathroom, and closed the door with a bang.
Half an hour later, An Zhisu came out with her freshly dried long hair. Ye Lancheng sat on the sofa and read a magazine. She walked towards the bed and said, "I've washed it. You go and wash it. Water help."
You put it away."
"Yeah." Ye Lancheng responded, put down the magazine, got up and went to the cloakroom to get some clothes and take a shower.
An Zhisu huddled under the quilt. He wasn't sleepy, and he didn't have a mobile phone to play with. He was bored, so he lay down and started counting sheep.
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...
When Ye Lancheng came out of the shower, he heard An Zhisu muttering something. He lay down and asked, "What did you say?"
"Counting sheep." An Zhisu lay down in an upright position with his eyes closed.
"Can't sleep?" Ye Lancheng glanced sideways at her.
An Zhisu remained silent, opened his eyes, and looked at him sideways: "I can't sleep, can you give me your phone back?"
"You have to play with your phone when you can't sleep?" Ye Lancheng asked without answering.
"What else can we do?" An Zhisu answered confidently. Who doesn't rely on their mobile phones to pass the time when they have insomnia?
Ye Lancheng suddenly turned over and pushed the bed against An Zhisu who had not yet reacted. An Zhisu groaned and put his hands on his chest: "What are you doing?"
"Sleep." Ye Lancheng dropped the word, lowered his head and kissed her lips.
An Zhisu:......
Half an hour later, An Zhisu's voice sounded in the room.
"No, Ye Lancheng, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep, I want to sleep."
"Aren't you sleeping?" Ye Lancheng didn't pause when he spoke.
An Zhisu's voice became hoarse: "You bastard, you bullied me again, wuwuwu, I don't want it anymore, why do you have such good physical strength..."
Ye Lancheng's chuckle sounded in the room: "Who am I?"
"Ye Lancheng." An Zhisu replied quickly.
"Who is Ye Lancheng?" Ye Lancheng continued to ask.
An Zhisu was angry: "What on earth do you want to ask, ah, please be gentle, bastard, my back hurts."
"Answer well and give you another chance. Who are you, Ye Lancheng?" Ye Lancheng pressed his body down punitively, causing An Zhisu to hiss again.
"Husband, husband, you are my husband." No matter how stupid An Zhisu is, she already knows what the correct answer is, and she shouts it without thinking.
The corners of Ye Lancheng's lips curled up into a successful evil smile: "Shout again."
An Zhisu:......
Damn it!
What kind of bad taste is this? Aren't you a noble and cool person? If you are playing bad taste at this time, you would think that someone like Xia Jingze can do it.
"Ouch..." As soon as An Zhisu was distracted, Ye Lancheng began to punish her again. An Zhisu screamed and surrendered: "Husband..."
A shout from my husband will be heard a thousand times, extremely charming.
Ye Lanxiang was touched by a sensitive spot, and holding An Zhisu in his arms, he climbed to heaven again.
The night was still long, the lights were bright, and after a long time, the room returned to the quietness of late night.
An Zhisu was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger. He lay lazily in Ye Lancheng's arms, his eyelids were fighting, he wanted to open them but couldn't.
After Ye Lancheng ate and drank enough, he carried her to the bathroom to clean herself. When he came back, he removed the sheets and replaced them with new ones, and then carried An Zhisu, who was already asleep, to the bed.
An Zhisu habitually nestled in Ye Lancheng's arms and muttered: "Bastard Ye Lancheng."
A smile appeared on Ye Lancheng's handsome face: "Who is Ye Lancheng?"
"Husband..." An Zhisu was forced by Ye Lancheng to call her husband all night. As soon as Ye Lancheng asked this question, she answered reflexively.
The smile on Ye Lancheng's face became more and more obvious. He kissed the top of her hair: "Be good, go to sleep. Your husband will help you bully those who bully you."
An Zhisu hummed in response, not sure whether he heard it clearly or not.
That night, An Zhisu slept very deeply. When she woke up, it was already noon the next day. The other side of the bed was already empty. An Zhisu sat up in confusion and scratched.
My hair was messy, and it took me a while to wake up, so I lifted up the quilt and got out of bed.
An Zhisu put on her slippers and stood up as usual. As a result, she almost fell to the ground at this stop. Her legs were weak and she still walked into the bathroom holding on to the wall.
"Ye Lancheng, you bastard, bastard!" An Zhisu held the edge of the wash basin and scolded Ye Lancheng while brushing his teeth. He wished he could bite his toothbrush to death.
She was so angry.
An Zhisu blushed when she thought of Ye Lancheng torturing her last night. It was so shameless and he forced her to call her husband. Thinking about it, she was... so embarrassed.
An Zhisu finished washing up despite complaining, then walked into the cloakroom to change clothes, and finally walked down the stairs with strength. Her legs were as bad as walking after running a marathon yesterday.
"Bastard Ye Lancheng."
An Zhisu cursed and walked towards the living room. When she saw her mobile phone lying quietly on the table, she rushed over, picked up her mobile phone, and quickly opened it.
machine.
Ding dong ding dong ding dong…
As soon as she turned on her phone, N number of incoming call and text message reminders came flooding in. The phone almost froze. When she opened the text messages, she saw that there were dozens of missed calls. Among them, Song Jiaren was undoubtedly calling, but Song Jiaren only
One was beaten, and the rest were all shot by An Boyuan. There were more than 20 beaten, which lasted from yesterday afternoon to last night, and one was beaten in the middle of the night.