My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

"Money makes the devil grind! Cheng Anran's husband is spending money. "

"Oh, so many people came out to stand on the street for Cheng Anran. They were all pugs licking."

'This power is as you wish. '

"How much is it to forward? Add me one."

While the navy was jumping and reveling, a man suddenly said in the comment: "still barking here, sailors, go and see the new analysis issued by KO God. Lin Qing's pictures are all synthetic. Lin Qing also tried his best to frame Cheng Anran. Unfortunately, his technology is not good. The analyzed pictures are synthetic and changed pictures."

After a while, Cheng Anran specially forwarded Ko great God, that is, Zhou Feng's microblog, for these flea like sailors.

Yes, Zhou Feng has many identities. One is an expert in P-map and video editing.

In this regard, Zhou Feng has a voice and is a great God in the circle.

Zhou Feng directly circled the part that Lin Qing had changed in this picture. Lin Qing's original design should be a shorter style, a short puffy skirt, but Cheng Anran's design is not a short one because it has a flash layer, so Lin Qing lengthened the skirt and changed the bow. It seems that the two design drafts have similarities, regardless of the details, It really looks like it was designed.

After Zhou Feng came out, the sailors finally couldn't jump.

This is the so-called picture and truth. Then Tang Yiyu's public relations began to take action.

Mainly around Lin Qing's purchase of water troops, he skinned some water troops and clarified them according to the facts.

Cheng Anran also promised the Department of intangible heritage of Kesi to take it to the international exhibition because of the wedding dress, so the officials there are also talking now.

For a time, more people spoke for Cheng Anran. Lin Qing never appeared again after posting a microblog. A farce was settled.

This matter got to more than one o'clock in the evening. Cheng Anran yawned when she came home. She was too tired,.

As soon as Cheng Anran came home, she collapsed on the sofa and muttered without any image: "my head hurts so much. I can feel what people are like. I'm really tired every day."

Tang Yiyu came back earlier than her and had changed his home clothes: "it's hard."

Tang Yiyu walks up to her and sits down. Cheng Anran closes her eyes and doesn't speak.

Now she gets along with Tang Yiyu more and more relaxed and unrestrained. Sometimes she even has no image like this.

She also told herself that when chasing people, she should maintain her image and maintain her own charm. However, the more intimate she is, the more she will unconsciously relax. Cheng Anran can't control herself at all.

The next second, Cheng Anran's head was raised. She immediately opened her eyes and was facing Tang Yiyu's dark eyes.

Tang Yiyu put her on her lap. Cheng Anran was embarrassed: "do, do what?"

Tang Yiyu gently pressed his hands on her temples, probably because he had just held the overheated water cup. His fingertips were warm. Just putting them on her temples made Cheng Anran feel very comfortable and greedy for the tenderness of his fingertips.

Tang Yiyu's lip angle evokes a gentle radian: "don't you mean a headache? I'll rub it for you."

"Oh." Cheng Anran was calm on the surface, but secretly he stuck his tongue against his teeth and didn't make himself laugh.

She dared not look at Tang Yiyu, or her face would be red.

So she simply closed her eyes and asked Tang Yiyu to rub his temples.

Tang Yiyu's finger hair is very gentle and comfortable. Because her eyes are closed, she feels particularly clear. Cheng Anran can't help thinking that Tang Yiyu can even do this. Her technique is so comfortable.

Well, maybe it's not how good Tang Yiyu is, but because he likes him, he thinks he's good at everything.

It seems that your fingers have rubbed against your ears. It's a little crispy and itchy.

Tang Yiyu massages Cheng Anran here and sees her smiling from time to time with her eyes closed.

Tang Yiyu's lips involuntarily hooked up and asked her, "what are you laughing at?"

Cheng Anran tried to press the corner of her mouth: "hmm? Did I laugh?"

Tang Yiyu chuckled and said, "is it strange that I pressed it? I haven't pressed it for others before."

Cheng Anran finally couldn't help but smile. "You press it very comfortably. It's not surprising. I just... Well, how to say, I was thinking that your technology is very good and professional."

Tang Yiyu: "there is nothing professional or unprofessional here. Just remember when there was a physiotherapist's press. Tell me next time you have a headache and I'll press it for you."

Cheng Anran closed his eyes and giggled: "what's the matter? You, the president of the Tang Group, came to me and became a masseur. If you tell me, I will be killed."

Tang Yiyu: "then give me a tip. Don't let me do it in vain."

Cheng Anran opened his eyes and smiled: "what tip?"

Tang Yiyu looked at her bright starlike eyes and couldn't help the palpitation in her heart. He leaned close to her lips and had a hoarse voice: "help me do desensitization treatment and continue to be my medicine."

He said that no matter how Cheng Anran answered, he had kissed her lips and gently tore and bit her soft lips.

Cheng Anran's hands fiercely grabbed the sofa under her body and straightened her body. A few seconds later, her body softened again and let Tang Yiyu bully her.

In a daze, she was thinking that although Tang Yiyu was disgusted with women, it was so wild to kiss women.

Biting and gnawing. Most people don't kiss like this.

So, this is another aspect of desensitization therapy? You have to bite to work? Or is he some way to vent his inner depression?

Cheng Anran guesses that it's also true. This is to vent her depressed heart, but it's not to vent the so-called misogyny, but to vent her inner feelings.

He has always cherished her, but occasionally he wants to carve some trace on her and deliberately let Tang Yili see it.

This despicable mentality only exists after falling in love with Cheng Anran.

What is a gentleman, what is not a strong man's wife, do not count.

Cheng Anran was his. He was his. It was Tang Yili who robbed him.

Cheng Anran doesn't know that she has gone back to her bedroom, but when she goes to bed, Cheng Anran can still feel the hot on her lips.

My mouth is swollen again.

There is a saying that when she was kissed, she realized a little bit. She thought Tang Yiyu was probably a kind of person who was more clingy in that respect. She would be a person who was definitely not enough at one time and had to be pestered several times.

This is incredible. After all, Tang Yiyu looks cold and lustless.

But it's just her intuition, and it's just that her intuition is sometimes quite accurate.

Cheng Anran doesn't dare to think about what will happen if this man cures his misogyny and gets along with her smoothly.

Day and night

"Do you want to increase your fitness and improve your physical strength from now on?" Cheng Anran finally covered her face and said shyly.