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

"If it doesn't work, go to the hospital. There is no rush to enter the palace."

49, who was driving the car, didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement. He gave He Zheng some advice, but he didn't directly say that your wife is sick, it's better to take him to see her brain first.

He Zheng fumed his forehead and sighed, the brain circuit of the Brahma Prison could surprise him every time.

"Why go to the hospital! Who's injured?"

The fool in Fan Prison seriously asked 49 who was driving, but he didn't realize that 49 was scolding him.

"By the way, get an ear doctor."

49 kindly reminded He Zheng again.

He Zheng frowned and said nothing. Now he seriously suspects that Fan Prison is not Fan Xiao's own brother, he must have picked it up.

But thinking of Fan Chengyu's love brain, he felt that both Fan Chengyu and Fan Prison were picked up, and Fan Xiao was not born by the same mother.

"Why the hell are you sighing!"

The Vatican Prison scolded He Zheng, who had a forehead, and became inexplicably angry.

"fine."

He Zheng didn't explain what was going on, but explained that the Vatican prison had to be impatient with him.

"Damn it, there's obviously something going on."

Fan Prison was really angry, got up and turned to He Zheng to sit on his lap, frowned and looked at He Zheng.

It was useless to reason with the Vatican Prison, so He Zheng lowered his head and blocked the Vatican Prison's lips, swallowing all his anger.

Fan Prison was a little angry at the beginning, but after a while, he was confused by his relatives and lost the ability to think.

Haman on the co-pilot blushed slightly, but he didn't say anything, he was eating the lollipop in his mouth seriously.

49, who was driving, looked disgusted, and immediately raised the baffle to turn on the music, blocking the sound from the rear seat.

Harman breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't mind hearing that sound, he was still a little uncomfortable.

"Don't bother with them."

49 Speak to Haman.

Haman nodded obediently, ignoring the intimacy in the back seat, anyway, he couldn't hear or see it now.

49 smiled and stretched out his hand to rub Haman's head as a reward. When he withdrew his hand, he subconsciously touched his pocket, watching that he wanted to smoke but it was not easy to drive, and he continued to endure it.

Harman noticed 49's little action, and instantly understood that 49 had committed a cigarette addiction.

He took out the lollipop in his mouth and handed it to 49, "Will you eat this first, Renren?"

49 was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that Haman saw his small movements. The corner of his mouth slowly smiled, and he ate the lollipop in Haman's hand and crushed it, temporarily suppressing his craving for cigarettes.

"Do you have any sugar?"

Harman asked worriedly, afraid that 49 would want to smoke again later, and driving would be dangerous.

"If not, I'll get out of the car and go buy it."

"Need not."

49 appeased Haman.

Harman was still a little worried, and kept looking at 49.

At this time, I just passed another intersection and had to wait for the traffic light again.

49 wanted to take a few puffs of cigarettes during this time, but suddenly stopped holding the cigarette and looked at Haman.

Harman blinked in doubt, and stared directly at 49.

49 smiled and said nothing, unbuttoned his seat belt and approached Haman.

Haman froze for a moment, are you going to kiss me?

Haman didn't seem to be conflicted, but was just puzzled. After all, he was in the car with the windows open and there were other cars beside him.

While Haman was in a daze, 49's kiss had already landed on his lips.

Harman was worried that people outside would see him and wanted to push 49 away, but the car window was raised at this moment, blocking the view of people outside.

Harman no longer refuses 49, and takes the initiative to approach 49 so that he can kiss him conveniently.

49 was very satisfied, and kissed Harman for a while before letting go.

Harman panted slightly, looking at 49 with red eyes.

49 raised his hand to wipe off the moisture from the corner of Haman's mouth, then lowered his head and kissed Haman again.

Haman kissed obediently, and asked 49 with a messy breathing, "Is it better now?"

He asked about smoking addiction, and 49 heard it, and kissed Haman again, "It's much better."

"That's good."

Harman felt relieved, at least he couldn't let 49 smoke while driving, and he was very happy to help.

49 looked at the soft and obedient Haman in front of him for a while, and wanted to kiss him hard again, but the situation didn't allow it.

He simply kissed Harman, sat on his seat belt and continued driving.

Haman also sat back on the co-pilot, grasping the seat belt on his chest with both hands and looking at the road ahead, his beautiful light golden eyes stared at him seriously, as if he was afraid that someone would rush out of the road suddenly.

At this time, in the Vatican Prison on the back seat, he was kissed by He Zheng and all the people fainted. He was kneeling in He Zheng's arms, gasping for breath, his whole body was limp.

He Zheng touched Fan Prison's head, sat quietly and let Fan Prison lie in his arms to adjust his breathing, and from time to time lowered his head and kissed Fan Prison's hair.

The Vatican Prison had long since lost its initial anger, buried its head in the socket of He Zheng's neck, and bit He Zheng's neck.

He Zheng didn't stop it, and Vatican Prison didn't use any force anyway.

"The sun is coming out from the west, and you actually take the time to spend time with me first."

Fan Prison, who had adjusted his breathing, sat up straight on He Zheng's lap, grabbed He Zheng's collar with both hands and raised his eyebrows.

He Zheng blamed himself a little when he heard this. Don't look at the Brahma Prison's bluffing and not being quiet. In fact, he is more lonely than anyone else in his heart, and it is because of loneliness that he always likes to make noise.

"I will spend time with you from now on."

He Zheng raised his hand and gently stroked Fan Prison's face, with regret in his eyes.

No matter what happened in the Vatican Prison, Ma Daha could see it, and the one who let go of He Zheng's collar disappeared from the noise just now.

He looked at He Zheng quietly, and after a long time, he asked He Zheng uncomfortablely, "Is it because I always spend money recklessly that you are desperately trying to make money?"

"If you are always busy because of this, then I won't need it in the future, and I won't buy food and clothing, so you, can you stop being so busy?"

Fan Prison obviously pleaded when he said these words, he is really lonely, He Zheng is inseparable from him, yes, but they are all busy with work, he can't help anything, he can only act like a fool every day Sitting and watching He Zheng busy with work, having no common topics and not knowing how to share the pressure on He Zheng, I unconsciously felt that I was just a waste and not worthy of He Zheng.

"I always hold you back, you can obviously find someone more suitable to be your wife."

Fan Prison lowered his head and wiped his tears. This was the first time he cried in front of He Zheng. He was really lonely and useless.

He raised his head to look at He Zheng with red eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, "I also go out to make money, I can support myself."

So can you, stay with me a little longer?

Fan Prison didn't dare to say this, what if He Zheng showed an impatient face, he couldn't give him anything except his body.

He Zheng didn't know that the Vatican was under so much pressure, and that the Vatican was happy every day, he thought that the Vatican was really happy.

He always felt that giving Fan Prison a good life was giving him inexhaustible money, but only now did he realize that Fan Prison was not spending it happily.

"Forget it, you pretend I didn't tell you, you are busy with your work."

Fan Prison got off He Zheng's lap, leaned against the car door, wiped his tears and hugged Xiaobaicai.

"Meow~"

Xiaobaicai raised her head and yelled at Fan Prison. When she saw Fan Prison crying, she was confused at first, then became panicked and kept pressing her paws and looking at Fan Prison helplessly, her eyes full of worry.

"I am fine."

Fan Prison held back tears and told Xiaobaicai, gently stroking Xiaobaicai's hair.

Xiaobaicai was confused when she didn't understand what Fan Prison said. Why would someone who is so happy usually cry?