After the divorce, I was spoiled by the little wolf dog husband

Chapter 230 You Scared My Wife Away!

"My hair is all wet."

Ye Lan had wet black hair and a black t-shirt. Little drops of water dripped along her temples onto her delicate collarbone.

Under the cold white light, her snow-white skin was shining brightly, and in the blink of an eye, a charming look permeated from her bones.

Lu Shiyao's heart trembled, as if countless feathers brushed against his heart, his whole body was itchy.

"Go and sit on the bed, and I'll wipe it for you."

With a trace of desire hidden in the dark eyes, he turned around and opened the closet, and took out another clean towel.

Ye Lan sat sideways on the side of the bed and brushed her wet hair. Afraid of getting her clothes all wet on her back, she simply tilted her head and pushed her hair to one side to hang down.

Following her movements, the wide collar slid down, revealing her round and fair shoulders.

When Lu Shiyao turned around, his eyes glanced inadvertently, and he felt his heart itching even more.

"baby."

Called out with a sexy low magnetic voice.

He stepped forward, and a big, thin palm fell directly on her shoulder, pausing for a few seconds, as if he was feeling the warm and delicate skin under his palm.

"Ok?"

Just when Ye Lan looked back at him suspiciously, he took a deep breath, pulled up her slipped collar, and smiled wryly.

"Don't tease me."

Just now in the bathroom was a temporary solution, not the root cause, and he had tried his best to restrain himself.

The soft wife is hugged in her arms every day, but she can't eat.

Although such painful days are coming to an end, but thinking that the next honeymoon trip will be like this, he can't help but curse.

Ye Lan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she showed her shoulders unintentionally, just to flirt with him?

She simply put the quilt on her body, wrapped herself tightly, and only exposed her head outside.

"Is this okay? Wipe it."

Only then did Lu Shiyao heave a sigh of relief, and skillfully brushed her hair, and then gave her a head massage.

He had practiced this skill when his wife was pregnant.

Ye Lan wanted to sleep comfortably, squinting her eyes slightly, she felt the man's hand stop, and wanted to help her to lie down.

"Huh?" The voice was full of sleepiness.

"You sleep first, I'll go downstairs and run a few laps."

If you don't dissipate this extra energy, how can you survive the honeymoon trip.

"No, you can sleep with me now, I'm afraid of being alone."

As she spoke, she stretched out her arms and hugged his neck tightly, her tone soft and domineering.

Although it was the room he lived in, but the racing track was outside, and he always felt insecure.

After Lu Shiyao and his wife lay down together, a limp body slipped into his arms, and his nose was filled with a pleasant fragrance.

Then, a pair of bare, slippery, slippery long legs hung around his waist, tightly wrapped.

Lu Shiyao's heart trembled, he took a deep breath, and suppressed the raging flames that suddenly shot up.

There was a wry smile on the corner of his lips, and he said he had to run a few laps.

In the middle of the night, everything was silent, he didn't know how many times he ran to the bathroom and took a few cold showers.

All he knew was that every time he went back to bed, he was entangled by his wife again.

He didn't fall into a deep sleep until dawn, but unfortunately he was woken up by a phone call just after an hour of sleep.

Jerry on the other end of the phone was surprised: "Haven't gotten up yet? Everyone has set off."

"Oh, shirt!"

The hoarse voice full of drowsiness let out a low curse, and woke up Ye Lan after hanging up the phone.

The moment Ye Lan opened her eyes, she was startled.

Under his sleepy eyes, there were two big dark circles.

"Baby, didn't you sleep last night?"

This was her first reaction.

Lu Shiyao glanced at her sullenly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, sneezed unexpectedly, his face turned dark immediately.

Fuck, don't catch a cold.

Ye Lan was inexplicably stared at by him, and after being stunned for a while, she got out of bed: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell, have a cold?"

As she said that, she reached out and touched his forehead. It was a little cold, but he didn't have a fever.

Maybe the air conditioner was blowing for a long time at night.

"It's okay, go change your clothes, we're going to the game site."

He took out the clothes from the small dryer and handed them to her, then turned around and changed into another set of clothes in the closet.

"Oh--"

Ye Lan took the clothes and looked at his back a few times, always feeling that he was a little weird.

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The top supercar event in country m naturally attracted racing enthusiasts from all over the world to watch.

The huge arena was filled with enthusiastic and shouting spectators.

JS Racing Club is one of the high-profile racing teams, but Lu Shiyao, the boss, entrusts Jerry with full responsibility for everything on the scene.

On the other hand, he took his wife leisurely and became a car fan in the audience.

The two wore simple white T-shirts, jeans, and couple sunglasses on the bridge of their noses.

While watching the game, he simultaneously explained to his wife.

The race had just started, and the two racers from js club were far ahead.

But the racers of other teams were not to be outdone, and stepped up their efforts to catch up.

For a time, the real version of Fast and Furious was staged on the entire arena.

The roar of the top modified supercars in the audience continued, drifting around corners, overtaking...

The fans on the stage shouted and exclaimed constantly.

Even Ye Lan, a fake car fan, couldn't take his eyes off her.

Especially when she saw js' racer and other racers in a fierce sprint, she held Lu Shiyao's hand tightly, and her heart rose to her throat.

Lu Shiyao's sleepy mind was regained a little by his wife's grasp.

The eyes under the sunglasses narrowed slightly, looking at the nervous and excited look on his wife's face, and muttering: "Come on, come on..."

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, reached out and clasped her head, leaned over and kissed her hard on the lips, and quickly let go.

"Don't be so nervous, the proprietress will cheer herself up, and I will definitely win."

Ye Lan was startled, and glanced at him angrily.

In such a fierce moment, he, the boss, was so calm and staged a romance?

At this time, a Chinese blogger who loves racing sat in the row below the two of them, and he was broadcasting live on Xingyin.

At this tense moment, the blogger just wants the treasurers in the live broadcast room to feel the excitement and enthusiasm of the fans on the scene.

Unexpectedly, he turned the camera to the back, just caught the scene of Lu Shiyao kissing Ye Lan, and shouted passionately:

"Baby, let everyone feel the enthusiasm of the audience, everyone is so excited... Oh my god——"

After speaking, his voice obviously paused, and the picture also stopped on Lu Shiyao and Ye Lan.

After the Baozis in the live broadcast room were stunned for a second, the originally tense and excited painting style changed instantly, and the bullet screens were brushed up one after another:

[Hahaha... I laughed so hard, I was really excited, the couple behind me started kissing! 】

[Wow! !Can I watch images that are not suitable for children? 】

[What's the situation? ! !Did I go to the wrong live room?Isn't this a racing car?Playing around? 】

【…】

And at this time, Lu Shiyao's gaze just happened to be on his phone, and he raised his eyebrows at the man who was obviously explaining the scene.

The blogger smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, the relationship between the two is really good, don't you mind saying hello to the netizens in my live broadcast room?"

When Ye Lan came to her senses, her face turned red, she covered half of her face with her hand, and kept away from Lu Shiyao and the camera.

Lu Shiyao glanced at her amusedly, then turned back to the camera with a half-smile and said, "You scared my wife away!"