My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

Being beaten with a hammer every day, of course my bones hurt, so I have to think about something.

Feng Lanchu's face was full of disgust.

"..." Jiang Anzhi.

Forget it, Teacher Xiaofeng should stop talking.

He pulled Teacher Xiaofeng into his arms speechlessly, stroked her long hair and sighed: "Take a good nap."

Feeling An Zhi's helplessness, Feng Lan realized belatedly that she had accidentally become a straight man of steel again.

For some reason, Zhao Qian, Sun Li's advice popped up at this moment, she stuck out her tongue silently, and patted his chest lightly with her hand: "OKOK, our thoughts have turned to ashes."

She slept with her pillow on Jiang Anzhi's chest for a while, only to feel that the man's previous muscles under her body had now turned into stones, and she was twitching.

Stretching out his hand to touch the eight steel plates that used to be abdominal muscles and are now black iron, he couldn't help but sigh: "How did you lose all the body fat?"

Jiang Anzhi smiled apologetically and let her return to the soft big bed.

Before Feng Lanchu had time to sigh and feel comfortable, Jiang Anzhi pressed up like an octopus again, hugging her tightly with hands and feet.

Feng Lan pressed against his thick chest and sighed silently, the familiar formula and the familiar taste, Uncle Jiang is still the clingy Uncle Jiang.

However, relying on this warm chest, Feng Lanchu's heart finally settled down.

She would never tell Jiang Anzhi that during these nights when he was not around, she also habitually put a pillow behind her back, pretending that someone was by her side.

It's all Jiang Anzhi's fault for spoiling her good sleeping habits.

Feng Lan patted Jiang Anzhi reproachfully at the beginning, only to feel that his arms were as hard as iron clamps, "You really need to make up, I almost didn't recognize you just now."

Thin and pitiful, most of the words are tears.

"Yeah." Jiang Anzhi obediently kissed her face: "What do you cook, what do I eat."

As for losing weight, let's wait for Teacher Xiaofeng to leave.

Jiang Che was sleeping soundly next to them, and his light and shallow breathing sounded beside him, making Feng Lanchu's drowsiness gradually rise.

She consciously found the most comfortable position in Jiang Anzhi's arms, then patted Anzhi's arm to let him sleep quickly, then closed her eyes and went to sleep.

How could Jiang Anzhi sleep in the soft Feng Lanchu?

It's rare for Teacher Xiaofeng to come here, every second is precious, okay? It would be too wasteful to spend these hours sleeping.

Thinking about it, Jiang Anzhi moved to her neck and took a deep breath, the familiar smell belonging to Feng Lanchu instantly filled his entire chest cavity.

Jiang Anzhi habitually put his hand into her clothes, and stroked Feng Lanchu's soft belly with his fingertips, feeling extremely satisfied.

At the beginning, Feng Lan felt itchy in a daze, she pulled out her presumptuous hands, then turned around and buried her in his chest to sleep peacefully.

Jiang Anzhi looked down at the person in his arms, the smile on the corner of his mouth could no longer be suppressed, and a low laugh overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Behind him, Jiang Che also slammed his mouth, his fleshy claws were on his back.

Jiang Anzhi looked at the ceiling, felt the intimacy and dependence of the people around him, and felt extremely happy.

When Xiao Chen came back from shopping outside, the house was still quiet.

It's almost six o'clock now, and the hostess who tricked them to go shopping for vegetables is still gone.

The two looked at each other silently, could they still be there...

cough.

So... this pile of vegetables... what to do?

After being in a dilemma for a while, Brother Chen finally decided to clean up the dishes first, put what should be in the refrigerator in the refrigerator, and put what should be in the sink in the sink.