My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Since Cheng Anran married the Tang family, she firmly believed that the new year's Eve must be warm and happy, which will be happier than the new year she spent the first half of her life.

She is no longer a money losing goods that her adoptive mother doesn't want to see, nor an outsider that her biological mother doesn't want to see. She feels the value of family affection in the Tang family.

There are grandpa, mother and brother. The most important thing is to have the love of your life, so it is impossible not to look forward to this year.

But now these bad things really make her feel confused and a little uneasy.

I always feel that there are a lot of things happening recently, one by one, consuming myself and Tang Yiyu.

Cheng Anran went to sleep half way through it.

It is reasonable to say that she has slept for a long time during the day and should not be so sleepy at night, but if she can't stand the mental devastation, people are often tired several times more than usual.

She tilted her handwriting to one side.

Tang Yili caught her quickly, took out the flat plate in her hand and put it on the table.

He picked up the man horizontally. Tang Yili took Cheng Anran back to the room and gently put the man down.

In her sleep, she seemed a little uneasy. When Tang Yili was leaving, she grabbed his hand and whispered, "I'll help you..."

Tang Yili leaned down and heard the last two words "Yiyu" in her sentence.

He smiled helplessly and gently rubbed the arc of her frown: "fool, you know you think of him."

Cheng Anran turns over and subconsciously picks up the cup. Tang Yili looks at her back to her figure through the light outside the door and whispers, "I'll help you too, Ranran."

After going out, Tang Yili went downstairs, finished the clarification draft written by Cheng Anran, and left a message for Cheng Anran. He stood at the French window and looked out.

He can feel that his time out is shorter than before. I don't know whether it is because Tang Yiyu is too busy recently, or psychotherapy... Has worked.

Tang Yili has actually found that Tang Yiyu is doing psychotherapy.

It's not in a simple sense. The desensitization treatment for female anorexia mentioned by Cheng Anran must also have the treatment of dual personality.

In fact, Tang Yili knows that misogyny and dual personality all originated from the misfortunes Tang Yiyu encountered when he was a child, so the two are closely related.

If one day Tang Yiyu is completely cured and overcomes the disease of being tired of women, as a useless Cheng Anran, he can't help laughing and thinks that Tang Yili is really good at playing.

Upstairs, Tang Yiyu looks at Cheng Anran downstairs, smiles happily, frowns slightly, and looks gloomy.

Of course, he didn't get up because he was too tired, as Cheng Anran said. On the contrary, he didn't know what was going on. He always had a bad sleep recently. After Tang Yili exchanged his body with him, he woke up soon.

It was only five o'clock at that time, which was equivalent to he slept for a few hours.

Unable to sleep and tired, Tang Yiyu had a headache and came downstairs.

Seeing the tablet on the table, he just picked it up and had a look.

At first, seeing the statement, Tang Yichen guessed that it must be Cheng Anran who contacted Xu Xiu. What did the two negotiate.

At first, he was comforted by this thing. He always wanted to protect Cheng Anran, but Cheng Anran didn't want to sit back and enjoy his success. He always helped himself.

This tenderness and enthusiasm moved him very much.

He believes that Cheng Anran cares about herself very much, so it is clear that her own studio has also been hit hard, and she still insists on helping herself.

But when I saw the back and Tang Yili's words, the jealousy immediately lit him up.

Seeing Tang Yili's words early in the morning, Tang Yiyu is really not very good.

Why is this man so haunted? Whenever her relationship with Cheng Anran develops well, she reminds him that Cheng Anran actually has a master, and this master is her second soul.

So Tang Yiyu went back to his room angrily and didn't love it anymore.

Cheng Anran didn't come out until she came out. Seeing Cheng Anran's sweet smile, Tang Yiyu's tumbling sea of vinegar turned into a huge wave.

So he went downstairs step by step.

Hearing the voice, Cheng Anran turned back with a bright smile: "good morning, Yiyu."

Tang Yiyu looked at her and felt that he should put on a bit of her husband's overbearing.

He pursed his lips and suddenly said, "I'm going to have your breakfast this morning."

Tang Yili wants to eat, and he wants to eat too. That's how overbearing he is.

If she refuses, she will make use of it.

As for what to play, I don't know for the time being. It depends on what she says.

In a word, Tang Yiyu now has no place to vent his jealousy, regardless.

Who knows, Cheng Anran didn't feel that he was sulking, and readily promised: "OK, I'll do it now. Let's talk after dinner."

Tang Yiyu, who wanted to make use of the topic: "

Cheng Anran: "what kind of breakfast would you like? Chinese, Western or Japanese?"

Tang Yiyu: "... Chinese."

Cheng Anran smiled and said, "OK, I'll make your favorite porridge and fried dumplings."

Tang Yiyu looked at Cheng Anran's back as she left, and her lips closed into a line.

He punched himself and indirectly found trouble for Tang Yili.

Such a lovely and gentle wife, how can he borrow a topic from her? Absolutely not.