The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

"Hi, Uncle Chen! Miss me!" Early in the morning, the villa was greeted by a hasty doorbell, followed by the sound of someone talking loudly in the hall.

At this time, there are still two hours before the class starts. An Jing originally planned to get up in half an hour to wash up before setting off, but she couldn't sleep because of the disturbance from the people downstairs, so she had to get up and wash up.

Anyang, who was sleepy, was also woken up. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he got up and hugged Anjing's waist, not letting him go, "Sister, where are you going? Aren't you going to play with Anyang today?"

"My sister is going to class." An Jing patted her hand, signaling her to let go.

Anyang pouted, and let go unwillingly.

"Who is it outside?"

Taking advantage of the time when An Jing went to the toilet to wash, An Yang put on her little cotton slippers and planned to go downstairs to find out.

Ge Han, who was sitting on the sofa enjoying coffee, saw a milk doll coming down the stairs at a glance, immediately put down the cup in his hand and rushed over to pick him up.

"Little Anyang, long time no see. Do you miss you, Sister Ge Han?" After finishing speaking, she smacked her face. This is a shrunken version of An Jing. If you don't take advantage of the opportunity, you will lose.

Anyang wrinkled his face, wiped Ge Han's saliva on his face vigorously, and broke free to get out of her arms, "You are not my sister, let me down quickly, or I will let my good friend beat you up .”

"Who is your good friend?" Ge Han asked with a smile, still hugging little Lori tightly.

"Put her down."

With this familiar voice, Ge Han knew that her paralyzed elder sister must be right, and her standing posture immediately became obedient.

"Sister Zijie." Anyang yelled, kicked Ge Han away forcefully, ran to Ge Zijie's side, and then hugged her thigh, "This scoundrel bullied me."

Ge Zijie rubbed the top of her head with the palm of his hand, and smoothed the furry Anyang.

"Since when did you become friends with my sister?" Ge Han looked at Little Lolita's reaction in surprise.

Adding up the snacks I bought for this little loli before, I fed them to the bottomless cave.

"What are you doing here?" Ge Zijie asked Ge Han after giving Anyang Shunhao his messy hair.

Ge Han leaned back in his chair coolly, "I'll wait for An Jing, I made an appointment with her to go to the studio together."

"Her lessons don't start until nine."

"Then I want to see her." Ge Han smiled cheekily.

An Jing finally finished washing at this time, put on her down jacket and went downstairs, when she reached the stairs, Ge Zijie grabbed her, "Are you going to use those in the closet as decorations?"

Knowing what the director meant in a second, An Jing immediately turned her head to change clothes, after all, she will represent AW when she goes out in the future, and the taste of clothes must be developed from now on.

Taking advantage of the time when An Jing went back to change clothes, Ge Zijie put his hands in his pockets and looked down at Ge Han from above, "Don't come to my house to disturb me if you have nothing to do in the future."

"I don't mind bothering you." Ge Han rubbed his hands, "Can I move here to live with you, anyway, you don't come back here often, if you don't come, you won't be able to see me."

Just leave space for the little beauty and me, Ge Han thought happily.

Ge Zijie's gaze didn't stay on Ge Han's face for a moment, and he turned his head to Uncle Chen and said, "Uncle Chen, invite Second Miss out."

Seeing Chen Bozhen come to pull him, Ge Han quickly resisted, "I still have to wait for An Jing to go with me..."

Ge Han's screams before he could make a sound were blocked by the gate.

"Change your pants."

An Jing's clothes were changed, and when she heard Ge Zijie's voice, she turned her head and saw that she and An Yang were standing at the door, admiring her embarrassment.

She used to buy clothes based on price and practicality, but suddenly she couldn't get entangled with so many choices, so she picked a white shirt and put it on, and then the matching was stuck.

Ge Zijie's clothing design skills are demonstrated here. She stepped forward and carefully found a pair of black denim flared pants in the closet, then took a short coat, and handed it to An Jing, "Put it on."

"it is good."

An Jing carried the clothes into the toilet. Ge Zijie, a fashion designer, had absolutely perfect matching skills. After putting on this set, she looked at the person in the mirror, and she didn't feel like the person she knew before.

"Raise your head." Ge Zijie lightly tapped An Jing's chin with his fingers, and the latter consciously lengthened the neckline to expose his neck.

Ge Zijie lowered his eyes, put his hand on her collar, and slowly slid down to the first button, "Don't button your shirt so tightly in informal occasions, it will look very rigid."

"Yeah." An Jing silently wrote down this in her heart, what professionals say is trustworthy.

Originally, I thought that Ge Zijie would stop after he unbuttoned the first button, but his nimble fingers continued to move downwards. The speed was not fast, but he overbearingly left a series of tactile sensations on An Jing's skin that could not be ignored, and his heart beat faster. It was coming faster and faster, but An Jing didn't have the courage to stop.

"Underwear, doesn't it fit?"

The button was unbuttoned all the way to the middle of the chest, and Ge Zijie tapped that soft skin with his fingers. The next moment, An Jing felt that her body started from that point, and the temperature spread to the whole body like a fire.She could even hear the steam bubbling above her head.

"fit……"

This is where An Jing feels embarrassed. The clothes in the closet are in sizes that match her figure. She can see that Ge Zijie, who is a fashion designer, has a unique eye and can know the size of her clothes without measuring. .