Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

3Zhan Yeling and Shi Miao's wedding was over, and the guests left one after another.    

    

Originally, Zhan Yeling wanted to let Shi Xiangjue and his family stay in Yening Garden, but Shi Xiangjue said that he didn't want to disturb their wedding, so he went back to Shi Zeyu's villa.    

    

At night, the servants brought the children to sleep.    

    

Shi Miao and Zhan Yeling were in the master bedroom. Although they were still in the same room as before, tonight, the room looked like a wedding room. There was a happy wedding hanging on the wall, a hundred years of reunion, and a lifetime of balloons. The floor was covered with flower petals.    

    

It was romantic and warm.    

    

The blanket on the bed was a big red wedding gown.    

    

Shi Miao took a shower and sat on the bed. She did not look at her phone or read a book. She put her hands on the blanket and quietly waited for Zhan Yeling to come out of the bathroom.    

    

Although she had been with Zhan Yeling for a long time, they had been sleeping together for a long time.    

    

But today, on their wedding day, she still looked forward to it as if it was the first time. She was also nervous.    

    

It turned out that marriage was really different from usual. Marriage was a kind of atmosphere, and it was also a proof of her identity.    

    

After marriage, her mental state would be different.    

    

At this moment, she was waiting for her groom to come out of the bathroom. She was looking forward to it, nervous, and very at ease.    

    

Just as she was nervous, the bathroom door was opened and Zhan Yeling walked out.    

    

He only had a towel around his waist. His abs were clearly defined, his chest was strong and strong, and his entire body was filled with strength.    

    

His long legs were also strong and powerful.    

    

Because he had just taken a bath, his whole body was covered in water vapor, and his hair was wet. Drops of water dripped down from his hair and entered his thick eyebrows.    

    

That vigorous aura was filled with the charm of a man, making Shi Miao's heart beat faster.    

    

She was watching until all the blood in her body was agitated and the bed beside her collapsed. It was Zhan Yeling who got on the bed.    

    

The moment he got close to that vigorous aura, it became more and more overbearing. It could almost surround her whole body.    

    

"Here." He said in a low magnetic voice.    

    

Shi Miao returned to her senses in a panic, "Ah?"    

    

She looked back and found that he had handed her a towel.    

    

"Oh..." Shi Miao immediately understood what he meant. She took the towel and helped him wipe his hair.    

    

She was like a child who had done something wrong. She was flustered and flustered.    

    

Zhan Yeling's sharp eyes caught the redness on his cheeks and knew that she was shy.    

    

His lips were overflowing with a smile. His low and mellow voice was very pleasant. "Is my figure good?"    

    

"Yes, very good." Shi Miao nodded and replied.    

    

His figure was indeed very good. He was tall, tall, and had a temperament. His shoulders were wide, his waist was narrow, and he had a golden inverted triangle. He also had abdominal muscles.    

    

This was a body that made people scream.    

    

"Then do you want to do something?" Zhan Yeling continued to ask. That low magnetic voice sounded like it was dyed with honey, hoarse and sweet.    

    

Shi Miao stopped wiping his hair and connected his two questions. Only then did she realize that she had been teased by him.    

    

He had long discovered that she was looking at him and was craving his body.    

    

Being seen through, Shi Miao was so embarrassed that she could not show her face.    

    

"I did not mean that, I... Oh..." Shi Miao was about to explain when she was pressed onto the bed and her lips were sealed.    

    

...    

    

At this moment, in a secluded private room in Ou La Xi Restaurant.    

    

Ling Xuanhan was sitting in front of the table, and Ho Jixiang was sitting opposite him.    

    

"CEO Ling, you were the one who said that you would buy my design at a high price. That was why I took the risk to take the design away from the Shi clothing company, and ended up in the name of theft. What do you mean by dragging it out until now without paying?" Ho Jixiang's tone at this moment was somewhat cold and hard.    

    

She was already impatient from waiting.    

    

" Miss He, don't forget that back then I promised to give you a large sum of money, but there is still another condition. " As Ling Xuanhan spoke, he gentlemanly poured tea for her.