My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Liu Xiahui is not Liu Xiahui. Tang Yiyu, the party concerned, has the most say.

His mouth is dry and his blood is surging.

He had no choice but to leave in a hurry.

When he returned to the villa, the cool breath came to his face. At last, he was a little angry. He really took the coconut, but he didn't go back as soon as possible.

Tang Yiyu sat on the sofa and waited quietly for his blood to cool down before returning.

This was the second day on the island, and he began to feel very strange.

I don't know if there's only Cheng Anran around. He sees that she's always hot eyed.

And since yesterday, he tried not to use disinfectant and found that he had no problem.

He felt a little withdrawal yesterday. He always wanted to get disinfectant and spray it. But after he endured this habitual conditioned reflex, he found that he had no resistance to Cheng Anran.

Even if he knew that Cheng Anran had touched some places, he didn't feel uncomfortable. Of course, he is not a masochist and will subconsciously avoid it, but it is not to the point that he must be disinfected.

He keeps saying that he doesn't need treatment, but his concessions to Cheng Anran are getting bigger and bigger every time.

He almost connived at Cheng Anran.

He vaguely felt that things were a little out of control.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Yiyu got up and took the coconut and left.

When he returned to the beach, Cheng Anran had gone swimming.

He went to the place where the sea roll could reach and looked into the shallow sea. He was seeing her diving into the water like a swimming fish in the waves.

Cheng Anran is good at swimming and has a beautiful posture. Tang Yiyu is a little distracted.

He didn't think about taking any pictures before he came.

They didn't take wedding photos. They found a Hollywood photographer to take photos instead of wedding photos.

Although the photos were also very good, the daily group photos did not.

Now think about it. Since it's a honeymoon, I have to take some photos back.

He didn't go down to the sea. After standing for a while, a conch was pushed to his feet by the wave. He bent over to pick it up and found a small nest of small conch buried in the sand. Several shapes were still climbing.

Tang Yiyu didn't know how to move his mind. He squatted down and began to collect small conch.

After swimming there for two times, Cheng Anran saw him squat down and didn't know what he was doing. When he swam to the shore, he breathed and asked, "what are you doing?"

Tang Yiyu got up and said to her, "stretch out your hand and give you something good."

Cheng Anran was dazed and stretched out a hand with the palm facing up.

Tang Yiyu: "two hands."

Cheng Anran can't be clever. She holds things with her hands.

Tang Yiyu smiled in her eyes and put a pile of small conch in her hand.

Cheng Anran was stunned. Then Tang Yiyu took a touch of sea water and poured it in her hand. The little conch began to climb in an instant.

Cheng Anran's eyes widened: "ah ah! All climbing! All climbing!" she was at a loss, holding these things flustered, and didn't know what to do.

Tang Yiyu couldn't laugh. Cheng Anran blushed: "you still laugh. How do you do this?"

Tang Yiyu couldn't bear to laugh and said, "how can you do it when you throw it into the sea?"

Cheng Anran was really stupid. Hearing what he said, he quickly threw all the small snails in his hand into the sea. He stared at Tang Yiyu with lingering fear and some complaints: "you did it on purpose."

Tang Yiyu was in a good mood. He picked his eyebrow and didn't admit it: "I'll show you how good the ecological environment here is. I don't appreciate it."

Cheng Anran said nothing: "I'm most afraid of the feeling of these things crawling around in my hands. I'm curious."

Tang Yiyu said, "don't you like it? I think the tide will ebb around three o'clock. I can dig seafood at that time."

Cheng Anran's eyes brightened: "of course I'm not afraid to use a shovel. I want to pick it up! Just suddenly I met a pile in my hand, and they still climbed around. I'm not used to it. Ah, I can't think! I feel numb when I think of it."

She couldn't stop rubbing her shoulder.

Tang Yiyu took a look at her. There were still drops of water on her. When the sun shone, she looked even more beautiful.

His throat rolled again. He inhaled secretly and endured the faint agitation. He said, "do you want someone to send the camera tomorrow?"

Cheng Anran said happily, "well, we have to take some photos for our honeymoon. We don't have any group photos."

Tang Yiyu's ears turned red somehow.

As soon as she said this, she always felt that his purpose was to take a picture with her.

Tang Yiyu's proud and charming attribute went online and subconsciously said, "in order to go back and explain to the family, if you don't take a picture, I'm afraid Grandpa will doubt this and that."

This is also a truth. I didn't think about it before. Now I use it as an excuse to find that I can't do without some honeymoon photos.

Grandpa may have to move out of the so-called severance relationship.

I always think grandpa has tried this trick repeatedly and has used it as a weapon.

Cheng Anran nodded and was still happy. To be honest, she believed him. After all, she didn't think about what Tang Yiyu really wanted to take a picture with her.

Domineering president Tang is not willing to take a cover picture of him even if he wants to take a magazine interview. How can he be willing to take a group photo with her? It must be to deal with gossip.

However, regardless of the purpose, Cheng Anran felt that the arrangement was in line with her heart and stretched his waist. Cheng Anran's little devil thought: "if you show grandpa them, it's inevitable to have some intimate photos when taking photos, otherwise the honeymoon is not like honeymoon, but will be criticized."

Tang Yiyu swept her like this, and her eyes darkened: "you can't wear this for the photos of your elders."

Cheng Anran's face was hot and pretended not to know what he was wearing. "Can't we take a swimsuit photo? We'll definitely have such a picture when we come to the island. I don't think grandpa is so old-fashioned, and mom and Yifeng won't."

Referring to Tang Yifeng, Tang Yiyu was even more reluctant. With a cold face, he said faintly, "I'm not sure. Teach bad children."

Yifeng is young and has the worst self-control. He can't show it to him.

Cheng Anran was a little confused. She didn't know how she taught the bad children.

"Tang Yiyu, I don't understand what you mean." Cheng Anran followed.

Tang Yiyu paused and looked at her: "what do you call me?"

Cheng Anran's face flushed with shame and her voice was a little weak: "do you want to call... Husband?"

Tang Yiyu: "don't I? The wedding has been held and is still in the honeymoon period. What are you going to call it?"

Cheng Anran was inexplicably stuffed with a mouthful of sugar and bit her lower lip. She was really embarrassed to bow her head: "naturally, she wants to call her husband."

Tang Yiyu is satisfied and nods forward. Cheng Anran stares at his back and can't tell what he feels.

Who believes this? Her husband neither touches her nor falls in love with her, but he is stubborn in the name of "husband".

After thinking about it, Cheng Anran suddenly boldly asked Tang Yiyu, "then I'll call you husband. What do you call me?"