Han Bing replied with a smile: "Really, I really like you very much. I have loved you since I was a child--"

Wang Zihan listened to the previous sentence, at least she didn't feel the mood to care so much about what she meant by "I liked it since I was a child".

Wang Zihan immediately laughed, stood on tiptoe, and took the initiative to kiss Han Bing.

Han Bing was stunned for a moment, and couldn't bear to push her away again. He pushed Wang Zihan halfway and asked Wang Zihan to kiss him.

Wang Zihan was as passionate as fire, and his long-lasting lovesickness kissed Han Bing's lips.

Wang Zihan's gentle but slightly willful provocative kiss reminded Han Bing of Yin Xiaoyu's kiss, it was Yin Xiaoyu's right!

With the attacks of Wang Zihan, he seemed to feel the real Yin Xiaoyu kiss. He could no longer control his feelings and responded to Wang Zihan frantically.

The two kissed each other upside down. Han Bing could no longer tell who she was in his arms. He believed in his own feelings, and this feeling was Yin Xiaoyu.

When the love reached deeper, Han Bing picked up Wang Zihan and walked upstairs, pushed open the door. Han Bing ignored everything else and carried Wang Zihan into the bedroom.

The two of them were full of passion, and Wang Zihan and Han Bing gradually became tired and fell asleep heavily.

"Dingling--"

A rapid phone ringing rang.

Wang Zihan woke up. Han Bing was confused and sleepy. He didn't want to open his eyes. His language was not clear. He asked, "Wife, who is that? It's early in the morning, who is so ignorant? My wife and I still have to sleep."

Wife?!

Wang Zihan was almost unable to speak excitedly. She immediately turned off her phone, and without saying a word, she lay back, hugged Han Bing from behind, and pressed her whole body against his back, and her lips against Han Bing's ears.

Wang Zihan gently kissed Han Bing's ear, teasing Han Bing's freely, and his hands were gently caressing Han Bing's waist.

Wang Zihan's strength is exactly the same as Yin Xiaoyu's. Han Bing, who is still in a hangover, closed his eyes and called "Wife--" in a daze.

Wang Zihan's heart was about to melt when she listened to her wife once. She quickly turned over, hugged Han Bing, and kissed Han Bing's lips passionately. Han Bing responded enthusiastically, and the two of them were entangled.

"Dingling--"

Han Bing's phone rang.

He reached out to touch the phone on the bedside table, and habitually slid towards the answer button, and "feed" weakly.

"Han Bing, it's almost nine o'clock, the court is already at work, where are you? Why can't Bingbing Design find you?"

He asked questions in a crackling manner and came from the other end of the phone.

etc--

Why is the sound on the phone so familiar?

"Han Bing, hurry up, get up! Say! Where is it? I'll pick you up and go to court together!"

This sound is hers? Yin Xiaoyu!

Who is this by my side?

Han Bing turned his head in frightened and screamed loudly: "Prince Han? Why are you here?"

"Han Bing, what Wang Zihan? Oh! I understand, are you there with Wang Zihan? Are you living together?"

Yin Xiaoyu asked straight from the other end of the phone.

Han Bing was so scared that he got up from the bed and explained: "Wife, I meant not to die, no, that, I was fooled, Wang Zihan lied to me to go to her bed, not, yesterday, I got drunk, I treated her as you-"

"Dududu..." A busy voice came from the phone.

Han Bing hurriedly fed the phone a few times, said "ah" and threw away the phone.

He looked up and found that Wang Zihan was lying in the quilt, his eyes always staring at him, like a slut.

Han Bing subconsciously lowered his head and found that he was naked.

His face turned red, he rushed to the head of the bed, grabbed his clothes, ran away, rushed into the bathroom, closed the door heavily, and put on his clothes inside.

After putting on his clothes, he stood in front of the sink, washed his face, looked up at his face, and slapped himself twice in the face.

Han Bing looked as if he was self-defeating, stared at himself in the mirror, raised his fist and smashed him heavily at himself in the mirror.

A "clang" sounded and the mirror broke all over the floor.

When Wang Zihan heard the sound, he got up from the bed, wrapped himself in a bath towel, rushed into the bathroom, and saw that Han Bing's hands were bleeding continuously.

She ran over, grabbed Han Bing's hand, looked at it, pushed Han Bing out of the bathroom, and let him sit on the bed. Wang Zihan quickly recruited the first aid kit to help Han Bing treat the wound.

Wang Zihan's attentiveness is exactly the same as Yin Xiaoyu's back then. Han Bing looked at her quietly. Her head lowered, which was so similar to Yin Xiaoyu.

But why did she always let him do stupid things?

She always makes him unable to cleanse his relationship. Did she intentionally? Or is it innocent?

Han Bing's hands were bleeding, but he didn't feel any pain at all. His heart was aching. He looked at the soft and boneless Wang Zihan, with pity and hatred. Han Bing finally couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Prince Zihan, you know that I don't love you, why did you lie to me to bed? You know that I only love my wife, how do you let me face her?"

Lie to him to bed? Is there any?

How could he evaluate her like this? In Han Bing's eyes, is she a cruel and ruthless bad woman?

Wang Zihan was extremely aggrieved, and her tears suddenly came, and she said in a trembling voice: "Han Bing, I didn't lie to you, you were drunk, and you called my wife one after another, and then you were with me—"

Looking at the pitiful tears, Han Bing felt compassion again.

He stood up, helped Wang Zihan up, took it into his arms, and comforted her: "Zihan, I don't mean that, I just asked you, you are a good girl, if my wife hadn't been before, I would definitely fall in love with you, I must marry you, I want you to be my wife in one place--"

"Bang!"

As the room door sounded, a familiar sound came from outside the door.

"Han Bing, open the door!"

It's her voice!

Han Bing immediately pushed Wang Zihan away, ran towards the door with joy, and opened it.

Yin Xiaoyu stretched out her legs, kicked her hard on the door, and shouted loudly: "Han Bing, why are you still here? The court has already begun!"

Han Bing smiled and was about to speak, Yin Xiaoyu pushed Han Bing away and rushed into the room. She saw Wang Zihan beside the bed, wrapped in a bath towel.

Yin Xiaoyu laughed and walked towards Wang Zihan.

When Wang Zihan saw Yin Xiaoyu coming, he was obviously a little nervous, trembling, lowered his head, and did not dare to look at Yin Xiaoyu.

Yin Xiaoyu stood in front of Wang Zihan, reached out and touched Wang Zihan's face.

She said casually: "Is the skin very slippery? What oil did you apply?"

Wang Zihan said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Yin, I haven't done any oil on my face."

Wang Zihan's voice was very weak. Yin Xiaoyu felt a little troubled and disgusted. She felt extremely uncomfortable and roared at Wang Zihan: "Fairy! Have you seduced Han Bing, right?"

Wang Zihan suddenly looked up and argued: "Mr. Yin, I don't. It was Han Bing who said he wanted to marry me!"

When a woman meets a romantic rival, her subconscious will rise up and resist.

Wang Zihan's voice suddenly became louder, and Yin Xiaoyu was deeply surprised.

An unknown fire in her heart was inexplicably generated. Yin Xiaoyu raised her hand and slapped her hard.

Han Bing heard the sound and ran over.

Seeing this, Yin Xiaoyu was angry, Wang Zihan burst into tears, and Han Bing didn't know which side he was standing on.

By his measurement, Yin Xiaoyu's heart was not strong, while Wang Zihan's heart was very fragile. After thinking about it, Han Bing still walked towards Wang Zihan.

Seeing Han Bing coming, Wang Zihan suddenly threw herself into Han Bing's arms and burst into tears.

Yin Xiaoyu watched the two hugged each other, turned around and left.

She walked out the door and said: Coax the woman, come down! Close the door heavily.

Hearing the heavy sound of the door, Han Bing was shocked and immediately pushed Wang Zihan open, slammed the door and left.

Wang Zihan was pushed by him and fell on the bed. Han Bing didn't even look at her. The door was too late to close, so he ran downstairs and chased Yin Xiaoyu.

Wang Zihan got up from the bed and chased him to the door of the room. Because of a bath towel on his body, he stopped moving forward and retreated, closed the door, ran to the window, and looked down at the bottom of the building.

Han Bing ran downstairs, and Han Bing saw Yin Xiaoyu's car parked downstairs at a glance.

Yin Xiaoyu sat in the cab with her eyes closed.

Han Bing walked over eagerly, bent down, lowered his head, and said softly: "Wife, I--"

Yin Xiaoyu was startled, opened her eyes and said, "Down? So fast?"

Yin Xiaoyu looked up and down at his body, what was the point that the little girl liked so much?

Her eyes accidentally fell on Han Bing's injured hand.

He was injured?

"Han Bing, what's wrong with your hand? It was made by Wang Zihan, right? I'll tear her!"

Speaking of wind as rain, Yin Xiaoyu pushed out the door rudely and walked towards Han Bing.

Han Bing immediately blocked Yin Xiaoyu's way, and he explained: "It was not what Wang Zihan did, it was me who accidentally touched the glass."

That's right?
To be continued...