The Clingy Contract: My CEO Husband Won't Stop Spoiling Me Chapter 509: Pants Down, Time for an Injection!

"Ah?"

Instinctively, Tang Suiyu raised her eyes, and sothing unknown was stuffed into her mouth.

She chewed a few tis, "Delicious! What kind of at is this!"

"Beef."

"Oh... I want more!"

"Look at , I’ll give you more. What’s so good about your phone!" Ye Gushen felt a bit frustrated.

They et only every few days, and his wife is just staring at her phone. Is he not as interesting as a phone?

"Hmm..." Tang Suiyu gave him a conflicted look, "Finish what you’re doing first, I’ll finish this ga, and we’ll eat together!"

Saying goes, ’The higher the mountain, the higher the devil.’ Sure enough, wisdom is infinite!

His wife’s intelligence is indeed not low.

Soon, Ye Gushen finished cooking and Tang Suiyu finished her ga.

She happily ran over to eat.

There was only one bowl and one pair of chopsticks on the table.

"Honey, are you mad?" She didn’t even have a bowl or chopsticks.

"Hmm..." Ye Gushen answered promptly, pressing her lower back and forcefully sitting her on his lap, "So, you feed ."

"What about ?"

"You eat yourself."

"..." Tang Suiyu stared at him speechlessly, "Honey, don’t be angry! You’re important, you’re the most important, you’re much more important than the ga! Kiss, kiss, honey..."

"You don’t want to feed ?" Ye Gushen looked into her eyes.

Why did she feel her darling’s gaze was a bit aggrieved?

Hey hey hey! This expression shouldn’t be on darling’s face!

"Honey, I swear, you’re really more important than the ga!"

"Good girl, then I’ll feed you." Ye Gushen never actually intended for her to feed him, he was just teasing her.

Just now in the kitchen, the little woman was busy playing her ga.

Didn’t even look at him.

"But, I want to eat by myself..." Tang Suiyu weakly expressed her resistance.

"Hmm?"

A particularly indifferent inquiry.

"I want darling to feed ..." She imdiately changed her tune.

Since darling is leaving tomorrow, she better be good!

Once he leaves, she will be the boss again!

Ye Gushen still maintained his cold, handso face, not an ounce of passionate aura.

"I’m full!" She sat aside,

This wife, must be deliberately teasing him, right?

Ye Gushen cleaned up the bowl and chopsticks, tidied the kitchen, and then leisurely went upstairs.

He headed straight to Tang Suiyu’s room, but there was no one inside. The soft and pink princess bed showed no signs of being slept in.

He turned around; could she be in his room?

Ruannuan didn’t like his hard bed before.

What trick is this?