Chapter 6893

"Don't..."

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan with an "ambiguous" smile on her face, Zhao Yinger's coy face also stepped back a few steps one after another.

"Xiaofan, wait for me to dry my hair first..."

"Hey, hey... How can that work?"

Zhang Xiaofan gave a bad smile. In Zhao Yinger's exclamation, he took her into his arms.

"Hiss... It's really fragrant..."

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't hold back for a moment. He gave Zhao Yinger a kiss on her small face. Her eyes also burst out a burning light, almost melting Zhao Yinger in her arms.

"Wife, we'll make it right tonight. How about entering the bridal chamber?"

After hearing the three words "enter the bridal chamber" from Zhang Xiaofan's mouth, Zhao Ying'er was even more embarrassed and shrunk to his arms.

"Xiaofan, you are really necrotic. You are full of those flowery intestines."

"Now, it's too early for us to do that. I'm not ready yet..."

With that, Zhao Ying'er's lips pouted slightly. She was charming and lovely.

"What? It seems that you don't want to! "

In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan shrugged his shoulders, deliberately put on a bitter look, with a deep look of loneliness and disappointment.

When Zhao Ying'er saw Zhang Xiaofan's expression of interest, her small hand kept shaking. She gently hugged Zhang Xiaofan and made her whole person close to his arms.

"Xiaofan, don't be angry..."

Zhao Ying'er's tone is soft, like goose feather. She whispers and says.

"Tonight, I'm living in the same hotel suite with you. Is this the most obvious expression of my attitude and decision?"

"If you really want to do something to me, Xiaofan, I can stop you, Zhang Wutian, who is all over the world!"

"Oh?!"

After hearing Zhao Yinger say so, Zhang Xiaofan also can't help but look up and smile.

"If that's the case, does my Yingbao acquiesce in our" entering the bridal chamber "tonight?"

"Well, I didn't say that it's all in your own mind..."

After hearing the three words "entering the bridal chamber" mentioned by Zhang Xiaofan again, Zhao Ying'er quickly shrinks out of Zhang Xiaofan's arms and covers her head with a pillow, revealing only the back of her head. It feels like an ostrich and gives Zhang Xiaofan an indescribable sense of playfulness.

In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan's bad smile also converged. He stretched out his big hand and gently stroked Zhao Ying'er's hair, which was still a little wet. He said softly.

"Yingbao, although I ask myself, I'm not a gentleman, let alone Liu Xiahui

"But I'm not going to eat your..."

With that, Zhang Xiaofan also showed a soft smile on his face. This kind of truth disclosure is the most soft place in Zhao Yinger's heart.

"I promised my mother that only on the day of our great joy will we really conquer you."

After hearing this, Zhao Ying'er could no longer restrain her heart from all kinds of daring to move. Her jade arms relaxed, and she encircled Zhang Xiaofan's whole body with tears in her eyes