200.Chapter 200: If you want to fight, then you will fight

Ye Haochuan tried to add a friend, but without any verification, he was approved. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Haochuan immediately inquired about the other party's information, and to his surprise, this person with ID is Ling Xiaotian, but he is only in the early stage of the day after tomorrow!

Damn, the strength of the early days of the day after tomorrow dares to be so arrogant?

Ye Haochuan pursed his lips disdainfully, but deep down, he also knew that the other party really dared to be arrogant, it was not so simple, and that Tianyu Alliance was probably the biggest support for that Ling Xiaotian.

However, what kind of existence is this Tianyu Alliance?

Thinking of this, Ye Haochuan used his mobile phone to rummage over and over to inquire about this Ling Xiaotian's information.

However, this guy is very lazy, except for a very non-mainstream profile portrait, and a signature file of "Is my brother's avatar awesome?", nothing else has been left.

Ye Haochuan smiled, the idea of mischief arose in his heart, and under the signature file, he only replied with one word: Like!

Turning off the mobile phone with an evil smile, Ye Haochuan said to Han Dazhuang: "Brother Da Zhuang, next time you meet that group of people again, give me a call, I'll give you a head, now you have a good rest first, and if you want to practice in the future, don't go to places where people come and go." ”

Han Dazhuang snorted: "Brother-in-law, I know." ”

Retreating from Han Dazhuang's room, Ye Haochuan suddenly smelled the fragrance of white fungus soup, and couldn't help but feel refreshed.

When I looked up, Han Xue'er was coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of white fungus soup, and said with a smile: "Brother Ye, I made you a bowl of white fungus soup, you can taste it." ”

"Yes, yes, Xue'er, I really didn't see it, not only did you get out of the hall, but you also got into the kitchen, you just don't know ......"

Ye Haochuan smiled and deliberately whetted his appetite.

"I don't know what, Brother Ye?" Looking at the evil smile on his face, Han Xue'er was a little embarrassed.

Ye Haochuan blinked his eyes and teased: "I just don't know if you can get it...... Swinging the bed?"

He deliberately said "dang" and "big" ambiguously, how could Han Xue'er withstand his teasing?

"Ahh

A touch of shyness appeared on Han Xue'er's face, her little hand shook, and the bowl containing the white fungus soup almost fell to the ground.

Ye Haochuan's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly reached over, held her little hand holding the bowl, and took the opportunity to secretly rub it with his fingers, and smiled: "Xue'er, you have to hold this bowl." ”

Han Xue'er blushed with shame, and wanted to withdraw her hand to go back, but she grabbed Ye Haochuan in her hand.

"Brother Ye. Han Xue'er glanced up at him, but when she met his burning gaze, she shrank back in fright.

"Do you still call me Brother Ye?" Ye Haochuan pretended to be a little unhappy, "We already have a marriage contract, you still call me Brother Ye now, don't you take me seriously?"

"Where do people have it?" Han Xue'er said coquettishly unconvinced.

"Then the husband is here to listen?" Ye Haochuan said with a smile.

Where could Han Xue'er scream, and said with an excuse: "Brother Ye, I have to go to the kitchen to see, the natural gas stove is not turned off......

The gas stove is not turned off?

Ye Haochuan really wanted to laugh, such a lame excuse, can he hide it from his brother?

It turned out that he could see clearly that the gas stove in the kitchen had long since gone out.

"The gas stove isn't off, are you sure?"

Looking at his eyes that seemed to be perceptive to everything, Han Xue'er couldn't help but panic in her heart, her pretty face became more and more red, her eyes drooped, and she changed the topic and said, "Brother Ye, my brother is in the next room......

Cut, it's because your brother is in the next room that I want to tease you, how exciting is this?

Ye Haochuan smiled: "It's okay, if you're shy, then why don't you go to your room and let's communicate?"

That's right, I "communicate" on the one hand, and you "flow" on the other, which is collectively called "communication".

Where did Han Xue'er know the dirty thoughts in his heart, she half-pushed and half-pushed, so she had to follow his wishes and enter her boudoir.

Compared with when she first rented a house yesterday, Han Xueer's master bedroom, although the layout is simple, is obviously much warmer, especially the bay window, which is also covered with a newly bought pink bay window mat, on which a small coffee table is placed.

On the coffee table, there was an open book, and Ye Haochuan saw that it was a must-read nursing book for nurses.

It seems that this girl is really diligent and studious, not bad!

Ye Haochuan nodded secretly, put the white fungus soup on the coffee table, sat sideways on the bay window, patted his thigh, and said domineeringly: "Xue'er, come, sit on top of your husband, feed your husband white fungus soup." ”

"This ......" Where is Han Xue'er willing to follow, she has never had this way of sitting in a man's arms and feeding white fungus soup.

Ye Haochuan didn't care if she agreed or not, she pulled it over, Han Xue'er exclaimed, and when she came to her senses, she was already embraced by him, and the heavy aura emanating from the man's body came to her nose, making her intoxicated.

Looking at such a beautiful and docile girl, being held in her arms, without the slightest resistance, Ye Haochuan secretly swallowed his saliva, wipe, this is the rhythm of Brother Ren's picking!

Especially her body is soft to the bone, Ye Haochuan is in her arms, it is like a soft fragrance and warm jade, unconsciously, Xiao Haochuan suddenly raised his head, making him very uncomfortable.

Ye Haochuan leaned into her face, looked her in the eyes, and said, "Don't you feed your husband white fungus soup?"

Han Xue'er blushed and couldn't help but whisper, "You...... Don't you have your own hands?"

Ye Haochuan's face was flat.

Han Xue'er had no choice but to pick up the white fungus soup, stir it with a spoon, scoop a little, and send it to his mouth.

That's right!

Ye Haochuan had a smile on his face, swallowed the spoon together, looked like he had an endless aftertaste, and said, "Not bad!"

With his appreciation, Han Xue'er was overjoyed in her heart, and her shyness gradually disappeared, and she continued to feed spoonful by spoonful.

After drinking half of it, Ye Haochuan called a person who was full of intentions, this kind of girl was born to marry her home and be a wife, and she will be blessed in the future.

"By the way, Cher, it looks like you still owe your husband a kiss, right? Why don't we make a game, you take a sip, and feed me mouth-to-mouth, how about it?"

"Ahh......h

"That's good, my husband suffers a little loss, how about I take a sip and feed you mouth-to-mouth?"

Ye Haochuan said, picked up the bowl, took a sip, put it in his mouth, and leaned in.

"Ahh

Ye Haochuan is a veteran of flowers, a few teasing, a few knocks, the two kissed mouth-to-mouth.

When the love was strong, Ye Haochuan took the opportunity to climb the Holy Maiden Peak, sometimes gentle, sometimes rough, so that Han Xue'er was paralyzed in his arms, and let him do whatever he wanted.

Feeling that the heat is about the same, it's time to take the opportunity to take it, Ye Haochuan got up with Han Xue'er's delicate body in his arms, fell on the bed, and was about to sword and walk in time, when the phone rang, but the ringtone was a little strange, not the call prompt he set.

Ye Haochuan was curious for a while, so he had to let Han Xue'er go for the time being, but the latter was like a frightened rabbit, and fled under the pretext of packing up the dishes and chopsticks.

"I'll eat you again. ”

Looking at Han Xue'er's swaying little buttocks, Ye Haochuan smiled, but the mobile phone kept ringing, he was still strong and his heart was hot, he picked up the phone and looked at it, his smile slowly converged, Damn, if you want to fight, then fight, the master is afraid that you will not succeed?