"What I call mature beauty is the unique charm of a mature man." The Lord Mayor's prince is sick again.
"Haha, uncle, you are old enough. You really don't need to pursue maturity, you are already mature." An Hao rolled his eyes weakly, looking pretty.
"Are you looking for your clothes?" Ou Chenfeng didn't bother to talk nonsense to her. Anyway, he could never defeat her when it came to age.
"Yeah, why is my closet empty?" When An Hao saw Ou Chenfeng asking this, she knew that he must know what was going on and that he must be up to something.
Ou Chenfeng's slender body leaned against the door frame, and he stretched out his fingers lazily, smiling very charmingly and touchingly.
"Why are you smiling like that? You were making a bad face just now. You've learned face-changing in Peking Opera." An Hao glanced at him. Although she was a little dissatisfied, she had to admit in her heart that this man was so handsome and his facial features were so handsome.
It's simply impeccable, just every action and expression is enough to confuse people's hearts.
Seeing Anhao walking towards him, Ou Chenfeng turned and walked towards the opposite room, which was his room.
Anhao followed him into his room, which was twice as big as her bedroom. She had been to his room last time, but she didn't find that there was a changing room in his room.
When Ou Chenfeng opened the door of the dressing room, Anhao was even more stunned when he walked in. It was such a big dressing room. This dressing room alone was bigger than an ordinary bedroom. The clothes and shoes in it,
Watches and leather shoes are all placed in separate areas.
Shoes are placed in the front of the dressing room, and watches, jewelry, ties and other accessories are placed on the small counter in the middle. The entire wall on the left is hung with various suits and shirts. And let Anhao
Surprisingly, the entire wall on the right was filled with women's clothing. Some of them were worn by her in the past few days, and the rest were new products, all of which had not even removed the hanging plate.
An Hao then remembered, no wonder Chen's mother was upstairs during the day. It turned out that she had moved all her things into Ou Chenfeng's room.
"Why did you move all my things into your room?" Anhao asked, looking very weak.
"You are my wife, do you still want to sleep in separate rooms after marriage?" Ou Chenfeng answered confidently.
"The wedding hasn't been held yet." An Hao said awkwardly.
"Shall I show you the marriage certificate again?" Ou Chenfeng stared at her condescendingly, with an expression that said if you want to see it, I can show it to you.
Look, look, let's just say that marriage is a woman's grave, and someone will watch over you even when you sleep.
"That, that, I'm pregnant, I can't do that, I can't do that kind of thing." Anhao said coquettishly, tugging at the edge of the towel like a wife.
Ou Chenfeng raised his eyebrows and asked deliberately: "What kind of thing?"
"It's that kind of thing." An Hao's voice was as thin as a mosquito.
"What? I can't hear it." Ou Chenfeng dug his ears, leaned over and put his head in front of her, wanting to listen more carefully.
"Just do it! Love, you can't do it! Love, please listen clearly now." An Hao roared instantly, his face flushed and he glared at Ou Chenfeng with a deliberate look on his face.
Ou Chenfeng's ears were numb from the yelling. He straightened up and looked at the angry Anhao with great grievance: "Honey, why are you so angry? Do you have an endocrine disorder?"
Anhao saw Ou Chenfeng's proud expression, and ten thousand little Anhaos roared in her heart: Damn, why are you pretending to be innocent, why are you pretending to be wronged, let you pretend, let you pretend.
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