Lord Qin, Your Little Mute is a Full-level Boss

Grandpa Zhang is still behind her, her image is gone.

When I was still worrying about my image,

With a dark belly, Qin Ruohan raised Ye Caitang's chin with one hand, and clasped Ye Caitang's slender waist with the other. He pressed Ye Caitang to himself to deepen this long-planned deep kiss.

Dean Zhang originally wanted to wait for Ye Caitang to go back with him, but...

When he saw that Qin Ruohan and Ye Caitang’s close friends were like no one, getting hotter and hotter,

He was red in old age and quietly turned and left.

When Ye Caitang was in a daze, she suddenly felt the danger signal from Qin Ruohan.

She hadn't thought about the countermeasures yet, Qin Ruohan took the initiative to let go of Ye Caitang.

"Madam, thank you."

Ye Caitang was a little surprised when she heard Qin Ruohan's apology, and cautiously tentatively said.

"Master Qin, what do you do to thank me?"

"The surgeon who performed the operation on your sister is Dean Zhang. You should also write Dean Zhang if you want to thank you."

"But I just want to thank you."

Qin Ruohan's thin lips slightly hooked Ye Caitang's white jade hand,

Then, his big, well-knotted backhand clasped with Ye Caitang's fingers.

Ye Caitang glanced at the hands between the two with a complicated expression: "..."

Why, she has the sense of sight of being stripped of the vest by Qin Ye?

"Master Qin, you..."

Qin Ruohan interrupted Ye Caitang suddenly and looked at Ye Caitang's eyes dozingly.

"Madam, don't call me Lord Qin in the future."

"I can't use your name."

Ye Cai Tang: "..."

"Why?"

She looked at Qin Ruohan curiously.

"You are my wife, call me Lord Qin. It seems strange to use your title."

Qin Ruohan looked at Ye Caitang with domineering eyes, and said lightly.

"I don't like the feeling that you are too far away from me."

"Then what should I call you?" Ye Caitang glanced at Qin Ruohan in embarrassment.

"Uncle?"

"Silly girl."

Qin Ruohan curled up his jade-like fingers, and knocked on Ye Caitang's head indulgently.

"What's your name, uncle, husband?"

Ye Caitang's eyes rounded in shock.

"Call your husband?"

"Not so good."

With a pretty pink on her face, she protested in a shy voice.

"Calling my husband, I always feel a little stupid."

Qin Ruohan glanced at Ye Caitang inexplicably.

"You are my wife, call me husband, the most normal name."

He frowned slightly.

"Why do you feel stupid?"

Ye Caitang replied solemnly.

"People say that marriage is the tomb of love. When I call your husband, everyone doesn't know that I am already married?"

"Didn't you ask for it on the pole yourself?" Qin Ruohan looked at Ye Caitang with a smile.

Ye Caitang's complexion became stiff, and her complexion was about to drip blood.

She raised her hand awkwardly and rubbed her head.

"Okay I'm sorry."

She actually feels ashamed, so she can find a reason.

"Ok."

Qin Ruohan said in a soft, petting voice.

"If you know it's wrong, then call your husband to listen to it."

He tightened his arms to make Ye Caitang's petite and exquisite body closer to him.

"Just forgive you for a good call, but for a bad call, then..."

He suddenly leaned over, leaned his charming thin lips against Ye Caitang's white jade earlobe, and whispered sultryly.

"Tonight, you will not be allowed to sleep."

Ye Cai Tang: "..."

Can she protest?