He seemed to see what she was thinking just now.

"What are you crazy, crazy."

Looking at the crowd cheering and screaming on the street, Ye Yifan frowned slightly, wiped his mouth with disgust. He was acting like a hooligan on the street, why no one came to catch him?

"I want to disclose your identity and let you be my wife." Zhou Zimo was extremely serious. He wanted everyone to know that Ye Yifan was Zhou Zimo's woman. In this way, even if she escaped outside in the future, no one dared to provoke her.

Ye Yifan turned his head coldly, looked through his eyes at the jealous eyes on both sides of the street, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

He is such an uneasy man. He has so many admirers and so many suitors. As his wife, even a Thousand-Armed Guanyin can't destroy these mistresses.

"That's your business." Ye Yifan strode away.

Zhou Zimo looked at the woman's cold-departed back and was full of loneliness in her eyes.

After all, she still doesn't want to accept him. Is it so unbearable to be his woman?

Why do other women try their best to please him and try their best to get close to him? Only she always wants to leave...

Ye Yifan walked to the door of a garment store, and the boss at the door nodded and bowed: "Miss, can you go inside and take a look?"

Looking at the soldier carrying a gun behind her, the clothes shop owner was respectful.

After Ye Yifan went in, he looked around without saying a word, and Zhou Zimo calmed down and came back again.

"Want to buy clothes?"

Ye Yifan didn't say anything, and glanced at the old style clothes and walked out the door.

Zhou Zi pushed the clothes rack silently, scaring the boss to kneel directly to the ground.

"This damn woman."

How could he offend her and ignore him?

“Pack up all.”

He kicked the hanger and walked over angrily.

The owner of the ready-to-wear shop knelt on the ground and raised his head, looking confused. The store has men's and women's clothing, and children's clothes, all wrapped up?

Thank you, Grandmaster." The boss got up and started to collect his clothes.

As soon as he touched her hand, he was thrown away.

Zhou Zimo's face was as dark as a moan: "Why should I shake me away?"

What did he do wrong again.

"It's a tradition to pull and pull on the streets. "When was the Republic of China so open? You can't be too embarrassed to be honest.

Ye Yifan pushed his eyes and looked at him seriously, as if he was looking at a furious child.

Zhou Zimo said bluntly: "You are my woman, I can pull whatever I want, and pull whatever I want."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yifan was picked up by a long time. She slapped his chest uneasyly: "Put me down and hold me to do something."

So many people are watching.

"Shopping." Zhou Zimo said two words coldly.

A stinky woman is ungrateful, but she is afraid that she will be tired.

I really don’t understand what women are thinking in their minds. They have to walk when shopping and wear high heels when walking.

I just like to mess around, not only to mess around with others, but also to mess around with myself.

Women are really a crazy animal.

"It's uncomfortable for you to hold me like this."

"You are just trying to find a bad guy on purpose."

"I want you to carry me on your back."

Zhou Zimo frowned and put her on the ground, squatted down slightly: "Come on."

Ye Yifan curled up the corner of his lips in a playful way, and suddenly rushed forward to him, trying to press him down. He saw that he was ugly, but Zhou Zimo didn't even shake it, stood up steadily, put his big hand on her butt and hit her.

"Bad guy."
Chapter completed!