The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

"Well!" Jin Qingyan covered her key parts and said to her in front of her, "You have disabled me, and you will feel good in the rest of your life."

"Of course I feel good, and it's not a man without you, I have to stay alive / widow." She stood up and patted the lotion to the bed.

"What do you mean? Do you want to find a man under my nose?"

"It's not impossible," she said to him with a smile. "I'm Xiao An, young and wealthy. How many small fresh meats can I find?"

"!!!" Jin Qingyan felt that her words were challenging her dignity as her husband.

It is simply unforgivable.

Lifting the quilt and lying next to her, "I just said a few words, are you doing this to me? Wife, I was wrong."

"No, you are right, you are right, you are very right, you are right, you are right!"

"..." Jin Qingyan reached out and held her hand. "Because this is angry with me, it's not worth it."

An Xiaomen shook off his hand and asked him, "Why don't you answer when I call you?"

"Because ..." he knew that if he told her that he was with Buxian at that time, she would definitely be angry because he knew that she didn't like Buxian.

"Because I'm at home and I don't have to go far, I don't need to answer it when I think about it, and I save wasted phone charges."

An Xiaomeng was even more angry, and still couldn't confess to being lenient.

She kicked him off the bed with one foot, two feet, three feet and four feet. "You go to my study."

"Why ?!" Jin Qingyan got up from the ground, "I don't want to sleep in the study."

She got out of bed and dragged him alive.

He clutched at the head of the bed desperately, alive and alive.

An Xiaomen had to walk to the cloakroom, hold the clothes he was going to wear tomorrow, and leave the bedroom by himself.

Jin Qingyan looked at the empty bedroom, unclear why she was so angry, in his opinion, it should not be so.

Lying alone in bed, very boring.

Over and over is unable to sleep.

I had to put on my shoes and go to my wife's room.

Went to the study and found no one.

I went to the guest room and found that she was not there.

Did it go out?

"Fan Shixin."

The distant figure heard his shout and hurried over, "Master, what's the matter?"

"Have you seen grandma?"

"No."

Jin Qingyan turned around and happened to see An Xiaomen coming out of the kitchen carrying milk.

Seeing him standing there, she went straight to the guest room as if she hadn't seen it.

Jin Qingyan suddenly lost face.

Did not go after her, went straight upstairs.

An Xiaomen closed the door, locked the door, and lay down after drinking milk.

Here, Aunt Chen came out of the kitchen with the hangover soup and said to Jin Qingyue on the sofa, "Miss, will you bring this bowl of hangover soup to Master Ling?"

"Okay." Jin Qingyue stood up and took it, taking it into Lingci Ye's room.

As soon as she put the hangover soup on the table, she heard his cell phone ring.

Looking at the caller ID on the desktop, Jin Qingyue didn't dare to pick it up, for fear of being misunderstood.

"Ci Ye Ye, your phone is ringing."

"Hmm ... bring it to me." He opened his eyes hard and held out his hand.

Jin Qingyue hurriedly handed the phone to him, Ling Ci took it, and passed the answer key directly to his ear, "Hey."

"..."

"I fell asleep and didn't hear it."

"..."

"Of course it is true. Am I going to lie to you?"

"..."

"Now talking at home, drinking too much at night, staying here tonight."

"..."

"Wait until you come back."

He cut off the phone, and Jin Qingyue handed him the hangover soup, "Brother Si Ye, this is the hangover soup boiled by Aunt Chen, so please drink something to avoid unpleasant stomach."

"Okay, thank you." He threw the phone to the bed and took the bowl.

"Then I'll go back to the house." Jin Qingyue turned around and closed the door.

Lingci drank the sober soup at night, and placed the bowl on the table and lay there with his face up.

I have a headache with my eyes open.

The stomach is uncomfortable.

After thinking about it carefully, he called Song Yan again.

The first sentence was, "Song Yan, I've fortune-took it for us."

Song Yan at the other end of the phone asked, "What's the result?"

"The child in your stomach will fall by the end of this month, so can you stop shooting it? I will pay for the breach of contract."

There was a smirk on the other side of the phone. "If the child is doomed to fall, it will fall even if he is not at home. Is it a fate? If there is a destiny, what else can I say, do you not want Marry me? That ’s why I said that? ”

"No ..."

"The fortune teller should also tell you that we are out of business?" Song Yan asked again. "Shouldn't you let An Xiaomen count?"

"Um." Ling Ciye said, "She has always been very accurate. This is notorious, but what makes me wonder is that at this time you shouldn't say that you should come back immediately to get a certificate?"

"I said, I can't go back for the time being, I don't believe it's too late when I go back and get the permit? It's not a few days apart. If you really want to marry me, what's the day?"

"I think I'm getting more and more unable to communicate with you."

Song Yan's anger also came up, "Lingci Ye, what do you mean by you, and fortune telling? The two of us are children. If you don't want to get married, just say, I don't have to marry you!"

"I just mean that the child may not really have this month. You do n’t want to move so much. Isn't Song Yan in my eyes as good as the child?"

"That's enough ..."

Ling Ci Ye looked at the hung up phone, and her heart was blocked.

Eyelids were obviously sleepy, but couldn't sleep.

The whole person is uncomfortable.

Then there was a surge in the stomach, and it was too late to spit out the trash can and spit directly on the ground.

I woke up and went to the bathroom to gargle, which made me feel better.

He went out, sat on the sofa, and said to the servant, "Take care of the house, I vomited there."

"Okay." The maid went to clean up immediately.

Soon, the servant came out and said, "Master Ling has already packed up. Go to a room next to you to sleep, there is a smell in that room."

"Okay, thank you." He got up slowly, and the servant wanted to help him, and he made an unnecessary gesture.

He walked towards the guest room.

Push open a door at will, because the door was pushed in without a lock, and looking at the light inside, he thought it was this room, and closed the door at will, and locked it.

Thinking of a little solution, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

He was so drunk that he sent the door to the bathroom.

Pushing the door open, Jin Qingyue, who had just undressed and was ready to take a bath, stood there stupid.

He stood at the door and looked at her inside. Standing under the shower head, he had an exquisite figure, his skin was white for the time being, and he was stupid.