My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Cheng Anran woke up hungry. When she woke up from a deep sleep, she was hungry.

Looking at the weather outside, the sunlight is golden. Cheng Anran is in a trance. When she takes her mobile phone and looks at her watch, it is more than 4 p.m.

Cheng Anran is stunned. You think your time has been stolen.

Isn't it just after nine in the morning when she goes to bed?

How could you sleep so heavily?

Oh

When I think of this, I think of the indulgent night last night. Cheng Anran blushed and moved, but she was held closer by an arm. The warm back pasted on her back. The man seemed unhappy with her random movement and imprisoned her more tightly.

Cheng Anran stared and reacted for a while.

The familiar cold fragrance makes people comfortable and even paralyzes people. People can't afford to push away.

Tang Yiyu should have never slept so safely for a long time, so that Cheng Anran turned his face to him, and he still didn't wake up.

Cheng Anran looked at the man with a deep sleeping face. Cheng Anran reached out and poked his white cold white skin, feeling that it was better maintained than himself.

Fingertips across the delicate cheeks, through the eyebrows and eyes, scraped his nose, and finally rubbed on Tang Yiyu's lips. Last night, pictures of him kissing him came up, and Cheng Anran's breathing became a little hasty.

The shape of thin lips is perfect. It's very comfortable to kiss. I won't say when I play Q. it's still very soft.

Cheng Anran felt for a moment that maybe hooligans can also infect.

Tang Yiyu passed the hair on to himself.

Why don't you kiss while people are still sleeping?

Anyway, Tang Yiyu seems to sleep very heavily and doesn't seem to wake up.

Cheng Anran is crazy, but she doesn't act in the end, because she is now in Tang Yiyu's arms. If she moves too much, if Tang Yiyu wakes up and grabs her bag, it's not a shame.

Cheng Anran sighed with regret and left Tang Yiyu's lips with his fingertips.

However, the next second, Tang Yiyu's lips suddenly gathered together for a minute, and suddenly grabbed her disorderly fingers, gently and falsely biting. It didn't hurt, but the feeling of grinding her fingertips made Cheng Anran tremble.

Tang Yiyu slowly opened his eyes and stared at Cheng Anran.

Cheng Anran's face suddenly burst red. A feeling of being caught doing bad things surged up. She pulled back her hand in anger and pushed him angrily: "when did you wake up! Did you wake up as soon as I woke up?"

Tang Yiyu hooked his lower lip: "no, I just felt someone touching my lip, and I woke up."

Cheng Anran gritted his teeth: "if you don't open your eyes when you wake up, why don't you play hide and seek with me?"

Tang Yiyu smiled, his face with the misty feeling of just waking up, and his endless tenderness in the light and shadow of the sunset: "I'm waiting for you to kiss me."

Cheng Anran was stunned, then his face turned red and said, "what ghost? Are you a sleeping beauty? You have to wait for the prince to kiss you."

Tang Yiyu: "you kept rubbing my lips. I thought you would kiss me."

Cheng Anran's mouth is hard: "you have dirt on your mouth."

Tang Yiyu: "so it's clean now?"

Cheng Anran: "of course it's clean. I've wiped it all."

The words are very hard, but the heart is very empty.

Cheng Anran always wants to cry for help.

Help! This is a social death scene!

Tang Yiyu: "can you clean it without touching some water? I can't believe Anran. I'd better wipe it myself."

Cheng Anran's mind was in a mess. He didn't respond to what he was talking about. He followed his words and said, "then wipe it yourself. You -- Uh huh."

The rest of his words were stuck in his mouth, and Tang Yiyu carefully "wiped his mouth" for himself.

After the kiss, Tang Yiyu looked "relieved": "well, I'm much cleaner now."

Cheng Anran didn't bother to pay attention to him at all. He didn't even have the strength to scold. He raised his foot and kicked him: "Hey, I don't care about you taking advantage of you now. I only care about my stomach. I'm starving now. You can do it."

Tang Yiyu smiled indulgently: "I bought Matcha cheese cake. I'll bring you some first, and then I'll cook. What do you want to eat?"

Cheng Anran has consumed a lot of physical strength since last night. At this time, she feels she can eat a cow.

"I want to add calories and energy. Give me some meat and shrimp." Cheng Anran: "also, I want to eat your noodles."

In the past, when she worked late at night, she would ask Tang Yiyu to cook noodles for her. Tang Yiyu never refused and was always willing.

Cheng Anran thought of the past days and tasted how she had been spoiled in a trance.

Of course, Tang Yiyu still dotes on her: "OK, I'll do it for you now."

Cheng Anran nodded and soon brought the cake.

President Tang, who spoiled his wife recklessly, simply didn't let his wife get out of bed and let her eat in bed.

Cheng Anran joked: "president Tang, I don't remember you are a cleanliness mania? Why, have you cured your cleanliness mania now?"

Tang Yiyu: "maybe I'm still a little clean, but it doesn't matter to you."

Cheng Anran raised her eyebrows: "Oh? It doesn't matter to me."

Tang Yiyu stretched out his hand and hooked her nose: "I know you are always special. Don't you know it?"

He always gave her a blatant preference, even if he didn't admit it.

Then she was the only woman who broke his principles and let him still accept her in the case of female aversion.

She is a beam of warm light, and the dark land in his heart only accepts her beam of light.

Cheng Anran is silly. Tang Yiyu turns around and cooks for her.

When the door closes, Cheng Anran lowers her head to eat the cake.

After eating a mouthful, he couldn't help muttering: "it's so sweet. It's so sweet that he lost his teeth."

Only Cheng Anran knows whether the cake is too sweet or the cake with the sweet words of president Tang is too sweet.

Half an hour later, Cheng Anran put meat, shrimp and noodles in front of her.

Cheng Anran and Tang Yiyu sit at the table and eat.

The two seemed to go back to the past.

Nothing seems to have changed.

But everything has changed, because now Tang Yiyu feels——

"This family, if you add bud, it will be better." Tang Yiyu couldn't help sighing as he ate.

Cheng Anran lifted her eyes and looked at him: "don't worry too much. I'll try to persuade her to meet you, but you should also try to please her on the days when you haven't met."

Tang Yiyu asked modestly, "how can I please Yaya? What does Yaya like?"

Cheng Anran smiled at Tang Yiyu: "president Tang, are you buying information from me?"

Tang Yiyu was stunned and then smiled: "yes, Miss Cheng, please make an offer."

Tang Yiyu loves to send money to his wife. He not only enjoys it, but also hopes to come more times.