Hundreds of billions of presidents dote on his wife and become mad

Chapter 420

She had just walked a few steps when the door suddenly opened.

It's not her room, it's Zhan Yin's room.

He was wearing a warm nightgown, and he came out with a water glass, as if he wanted to drink water.

The couple met each other.

You look at me, I look at you.

Zhan Yin turned on the light casually, and asked Haitong, "Haven't you slept yet?"

Haitong whispered a little embarrassedly: "Zhan Yin, your grandma snores very loudly when she sleeps, and I can't sleep because of the noise."

Zhan Yin walked to her room, opened the door, probed in and took a look, and indeed heard his grandma's loud snoring, and he knew it was fake, he closed the door silently, turned back to face the sea Tong said, "Then how did you sleep?"

"I want to sleep with Aunt Liang. Aunt Liang fell asleep and couldn't wake her up. The door of her room was locked. I couldn't get in, so I could only sleep on the sofa."

Zhan Yin went to pour water for himself.

Sure enough, I saw a pillow and a coat on the sofa.

"It's cold tonight, and it's raining. My feet are so cold that I can't sleep. I'm going to go back to my room and get a pair of socks to put on before going to bed. Zhan Yin, tomorrow, let's go buy some more quilts, and there's that There is also a bed in the guest room.”

At the beginning, I thought that the young couple would live together and do their own thing, so I didn't buy a bed in the guest room. After Aunt Liang came, I only bought a bed and a cabinet for Aunt Liang, and the other guest room was still vacant. The hostess had no place to sleep.

"Isn't there water in your room?"

Haitong said casually, when she was washing his face, she saw that there was everything in his room.

Zhan Yin said calmly: "The water in my room hasn't boiled yet."

Hai Tong let out an oh.

Go back to sit on the sofa, watch him pour a glass of water, then turn around and walk to his room.

"Zhan Yin."

Zhan Yin, who had already walked to the door of the room, heard her cry, stopped in his tracks, turned his head, stared at her with black eyes like eagle eyes, pursed his thin lips, waiting for her to continue.

"Well...do you have an extra quilt in your room?"

"No."

"Then... can you tear off your bed sheet and cover it with me for one night?"

"No."

Hai Tong: "...Are you still a man? I haven't seen your wife and I have no place to sleep, no quilt?"

Zhan Yin came over.

Putting his glass of water on the coffee table, he turned around and put his hands on Haitong's side. His tall body leaned down, but he didn't press down on Haitong, just creating a sense of oppression for her.

When he pressed down like this, a lot of the mouth of the nightgown was exposed, and Haitong peered inside.

"Looking at it that way, you can't be sure if I'm a man. You have to try to find out if I'm a man."

Haitong immediately retracted her eyes, and after a moment of staring at Zhan Yin, she smiled mischievously, "I, I just got angry and talked nonsense. You are a man, a real man."

He is either a man or a eunuch.

This sentence, Hai Tong was timid and dared not say it.

A man is most afraid of being said that he belongs to a eunuch.