The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

Can Fan Xiao have this time to scold him?

49, who was driving, cast a disgusted glance at the Fan Prison in the back seat. He knew Fan Xiao's temperament, and now he must be trying his best to carve up Shen Ying's territory, and he has no time to deal with the Fan Prison.

Indeed, 49 did not think wrongly, at this moment, Fan Xiao's mind was full of how to take all of Shen Ying's territory into his pocket, and deal with all those who missed Shen Ying's territory, how could he have time to scold the younger brother of Fan Prison.

"Do you want tissues?"

Haman, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned to the back seat and looked at Fan Prison with his beautiful light golden pupils.

"Need not."

Fan Prison rubbed his nose, his voice was hearty and powerful.

Haman didn't ask any more questions when he heard the words. He grabbed the seat belt on his chest with both hands and looked at Fan Prison for a while before looking back at 49 who was driving.

49 freed his hand to hand Harman a bottle of water, and then continued driving.

Haman took the water and unscrewed it, took a sip, and stared at the main road outside the front of the car.

He was wearing a slim knight uniform, and his long light golden hair was neatly bundled up, revealing his fair and slender neck. He looked refreshing and sweet.

Thinking of seeing his brother in the palace soon, Haman had a smile on his face and looked forward to it in his eyes.

49 From the corner of his eye, seeing that Haman was so happy, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he stretched out his big hand to rub Haman's head.

Harman looked away from the main road outside, and looked at 49 who was touching his head. He probably thought that 49 had something to say to him, so he kept looking at 49.

"fine."

49 saw through Haman's thoughts, explained softly, and rubbed Haman's head again before taking his hand back and driving seriously.

After hearing this, Haman blinked his eyes, and the broken hair that fell beside his ears was blown by the wind blowing into the car, revealing the pair of beautiful sapphire earrings, which shone brightly, making Haman more white and delicate.

I thought he had something to tell me.

Haman murmured in his heart, and kept looking at 49, followed by 49's big hand.

Slowly, his face turned red, and he immediately lowered his head to drink water and didn't dare to look at 49 again. His mind was full of things that 49 cleaned him up afterwards, and now he was shy when he saw 49's hand.

The corners of 49's mouth deepened when he was driving, and when Haman saw his hands blushing, he immediately understood what Haman was thinking, and a good mood followed.

Usually 49 rarely bullies Haman, because Haman is well-behaved and obedient, and he cooperates actively in that aspect, so 49 only needs to treat Haman well.

Although Haman is unfamiliar and thin-skinned, he is not left behind in his wife's responsibilities.

He wants to make 49 happy, and wants to satisfy all of 49's requests, so he never refuses 49, but is worried that 49 will always restrain himself and suffer from illness.

49. There are many things I want to try with Haman, but his wife is too beautiful and delicate, and he is reluctant to bully him. Every time, he uses [-]% of his strength, gently kisses Haman to comfort him, and never hurts Haman. Don't force Harman.

It is also because of this that Haman will not be afraid of conflicts in this regard, and knowing that 49 loves him, he will always take his time and coax him.

Harman will not be proud of 49's considerateness, but he will give himself to 49 without reservation, and let 49 cling to him and love him.

"You drink a little too."

Worried that 49 was thirsty, Harman handed 49 water.

Just waiting for the traffic light, 49 took the water that Haman handed over, drank half of it, screwed on the lid and put the water away, then handed Haman a lollipop, and thoughtfully opened the packaging bag.

Harman took the lollipop and licked it, and put it in his mouth because of the cola flavor he liked.

49 kept looking at Haman, with a smile on his face again.

He really wanted to hold Haman in his arms and squeeze it, but the situation didn't allow it.

"Only your wife has candy, do we have any?"

Fan Prison in the back seat kicked the driver's seat and said 49.

49 immediately frowned, the good mood just now was gone, if it wasn't for He Zheng's wife, he would have crushed the Vatican prison a hundred times.

49 Tell yourself Shinobu, don't bother with this evil pen, just ignore him.

But Fan Prison didn't stop, and kicked the driver's seat again, "Give us a bottle of water anyway!"

The irritated 49 picked up a bottle of water from the car door, and threw it back without looking at it.

He Zheng pushed down his work glasses, raised his hand to catch the mineral water thrown by 49, unscrewed the lid of the laptop without taking his eyes off his lap, and handed it to the Vatican Prison beside him.

"Fuck! You have eyes on the top of your head!"

Fan Prison sighed and took the water to drink.

He Zheng didn't explain, he could only say tacit understanding, 49 has been familiar with each other for so many years, and he knows exactly what 49 will do when he is impatient.

He also understands that 49 has always disliked the Vatican Prison because he has been running away from the Vatican Prison for the past seven years. He has been looking for the Vatican Prison all over the world, so he has no good temper towards the Vatican Prison.

"What about you?"

Fan Prison kicked He Zheng, a little angry.

He Zheng knew that Fan Prison would get angry if he couldn't wait for his answer, so he put the laptop aside, freeing his thigh.

Fan Prison was instantly happy, twisted the mineral water, hugged the sleeping cabbage in his arms, and sat down in He Zheng's arms, lying comfortably.

He Zheng took the laptop from the side again, hugged Fan Prison's waist from behind and put the laptop on Fan Prison's lap, and continued typing on the keyboard with both hands, densely packed numbers reflected on the lens, obviously very busy.

The Vatican Prison didn't bother, and yawned a big while holding the cabbage with He Zhenghuai, tears streaming down his face.

He looked out the window, yawned lazily, and muttered, "It's so fucking boring."

He Zheng heard it, and kissed the ears of the Vatican Prison, "I'll accompany you when I'm done with work."

"When the hell didn't you say that."

Fan Prison muttered unhappily, but he understood that He Zheng was really busy and didn't mean to snub him out.

After all, what he took over was the property of the He family, and he must have no spare time to take care of such a huge family business by himself.

"Forget it, just go about your business."

Fan Prison looked out of the window again, touching the cabbage in his bosom with his hand once and for all, looking listless.

He Zheng stopped typing on the keyboard, stared at the computer screen without speaking.

In the past, he worked so hard to make money that he wanted to make a good life in the Brahma Prison, so that he would not have to worry about food, clothing and money.

But now he finds that he is too busy and Fan Prison always shows a very lonely face, and he gradually stops making trouble with him.

He Zheng closed the laptop and put it aside, hugged the Vatican in his arms, bowed his head and kissed the Vatican.

He rested his chin and looked at the Vatican prison outside the window for a moment, then looked up at He Zheng behind him in confusion.

"Aren't you busy?"

Disbelief was evident in Fan Prison's voice.

"Accompany you first."

After He Zheng finished speaking, he gently raised Fan Prison's chin, and kissed Fan Prison's lips, his movements were full of tenderness.

Fan Prison blinked his eyes and looked stunned. He must have found it incredible. He Zheng has always been work-oriented, and he rarely said that I will accompany you first.

"Fuck, the He family is going bankrupt?"

Fan Prison suddenly said such a sentence, and looked at He Zheng with a look of horror, otherwise how could He Zheng have time to accompany him.