Yao Yao Xian Er

Forced out by her step-mother, she was driven to desperation and had no way of surviving other than to sign herself away and marry herself into a rich and influential family. 
Three years into the marriage, her wealthy husband had spoiled her to heavens. 
The only problem was that they had no inheritors in their family. 
Inside the luxurious mansion, Pei Qiqi angrily threw a stack of newspaper onto the man, “The article is claiming that I am a hen who cannot lay eggs! But Tang Yu, it’s you who has issues!”
The man put down the newspaper and agreed to what his young wife was saying, “Why would they write false information? Your zodiac is the pig!”
“Tang! Yu!” She stomped her feet out of anger.
The man grinned, “So what we have no kids? You are my little baby.”
Pei Qiqi thought, how did this scene change so fast! 


Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

    In the end, she had no choice. She lifted her body and leaned into his ear, acting coquettishly, praising him, and saying whatever he liked to hear.


  She called him 'brother',' father', and finally, she was forced to say some vulgar words that made her blush and her heart beat faster. Only then did he let go of her and let go of her.


  the slightly drunk tang yu didn't seem to feel tired as he wrapped himself around her little body again and again.


  he only let her go when the sky was slightly bright.


  He knew that his little girl loved to be clean, so he gave her a simple wash and hugged her to sleep.


  The two of them were only wearing thin bathrobes, and they hugged each other. There was a very close warmth. Her long hair wrapped around each other, and it was like their fates, tightly entangled.


you are my real estate, mr. tang (3)