A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Jian Muqing squinted, "Phantoms have always been fierce and arrogant. Those people who eat people without spitting out bones, are you sure that she is still alive when you go to rescue? Zhang Ke, after all these years, you are still irrational. I can't do it for a Han Suling. I have carefully cultivated the elite intelligence team for so many years and said that they will do their best for the special forces."

Before he finished speaking, a fist fell on his face.

Jian Muqing staggered a few steps, took a sip of blood from the corner of his mouth, and saw that the facial features of the person in front of him were cold, and the anger in his eyes was clear, and he shouted at him: "I don't belong to you BU knitting! From now on, I will stop this. The mission of the second Chenglin, Jian Muqing, remember it to me. When I rescue her, I will tell her your cold-blooded words, and see if she will die for you! People like you can't go far of."

Seeing this person raging, Jiang Zilin turned and left.

She stood between the two, without moving for a while.

Jian Muqing spit out blood stains, did not notice her presence, and the strange smile hidden well under the man's eyes made Jiang Zilin look at it clearly.

"Minister Jane."

Jian Muqing had a pause, then turned around suddenly, with her eyes facing each other, Jiang Zilin looked at him.

The man's expression and gaze were impeccable, he whipped his teeth, walked past her and paused, "It's really heavy, like a bull."

Jiang Zilin didn't speak.

He leaned forward slightly, the bottom of the eye under the lens, reflecting the light, so that people could not see the smile in it, "Last night, he was on you, did he make such a heavy hand?"

Jiang Zilin's eyes narrowed, but still did not speak.

Jian Muqing pushed the elevator, the door opened, and made a gesture of asking.

Jiang Zilin stepped in.

The elevator door closed, Jian Muqing looked up at the elevator numbers, raised an eyebrow and turned to her and said, "Yes, your mission was successfully completed, congratulations. Will you return to Hong Kong next?"

She was noncommittal and smiled slowly, "Why, the minister thoughtfully wants to arrange a driver to the airport for me?"

"of course can."

Jiang Zilin glanced at his polite gentleman, walked out of the elevator, "Goodbye Minister."

The person behind him smiled like nothing, "Well? I really don't want to let you go like this."

She didn't look squint, her back was straight, just the smile at the corner of her mouth, and she kept it clean.

Although Jian Zhang Ke is annoying, he is true temperament.

The two brothers are so different. When Jian Muqing is here, Jiang Zilin has only goose bumps all over her body. The more elegant and gentle this person smiles, the more she feels the coldness behind her.

Walking to the circular square in front of the hotel and looking around, the impulsive bull has long since disappeared.

Jiang Zilin snorted, and a moment of loss and dullness surged up, kicked the stone under her foot, and finally walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi.

I got on the car and reported the address of Ji's villa.

Jiang Zilin looked at the scenery outside the window flashing by, and the rainy season finally stopped today. The sun came out and it was a bit sultry.

She rolled the car window and closed her eyes, thinking back to last night.

When he was drunk, he looked savagely and savagely. At that time, he was another horrible image that people would not dare to look directly at. The horned dragon-like muscles and strength made her feel comfortable. Coming over, she didn't want to, she really didn't want to. She had a bad temper and said that she didn't want to give anything. He forced her and refused to retreat, and fought with him again. He tortured the whole room with mist.

It turns out that this guy doesn't like to be in bed... It can be seen how boring it is.

Jiang Zilin shook his face, remembering the morning, when he was sober, he returned to a polite and serious appearance.

She lost her heart so confused.

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It was about to dawn, and she fell into the end, she was half dizzy to hear him mention the relationship between him and Han Suling.

Very innocent, although he cherishes words like gold.

Han Suling was a very young, delicate and gentle girl. His father was probably engaged in intelligence work. By accident, she followed his father abroad to visit the struggling peacekeeping forces.

That's it, I met Jian Zhangke.

Jiang Zilin was a little jealous. Mumu was twenty-five and sixty-five years old at the time, so he just didn't understand love and was dull and pure.

In a sudden attack, he was shot in the chaos. Yes, he was rescued by a little girl from Han Suling. He couldn't leave. He stayed silently in the wilderness for five days and waited for the rescue plane with one last breath.

Later, Jiang Zilin could imagine that wood values ​​love and justice, and the grace of life-saving is greater than the sky. Naturally, it is the hospital waiting for the frail and dying beauty to wake up.

After waking up, I ticked again and we were together.

The first time he fell in love, Jiang Zilin guessed, how clumsy he would be, how hard he would work, how hard he would give, and how would she love her and love her?

He must have been very in love back then and quit the peacekeeping force for a woman.

Others may not understand, but Jiang Zilin really understands that in the eyes of people like Jian Zhangke, guns and bullets, dangerous situations, and defending the country is his lifelong pursuit of love.

When he returned to China, he said that he had transferred to the army and insisted that he did not use his family relationship, so he joined the military area of ​​a province away from city A.

Han Suling shouldn't understand his ironclad style, and he should also be dissatisfied.

After all, a little girl in her early twenties.

With the initial dissatisfaction and doubt in my heart, there will be a second and a third time.

Jiang Zilin is too clear about what Jian Zhangke is like, the kind that is unpleasant to women.

The feelings in this world are much the same, and they often can withstand storms and rain, but can't stand the ordinary.

Once the cracks appeared, the dissatisfaction appeared, and what was buried in Han Suling's heart was a deep questioning of this man who was about to be entrusted for life.

He can't communicate, is taciturn, and is in the army three hundred and forty days a year.

In fact, if Han Suling had a problem at that time, even if Jian Muqing said a little, Han Suling would lose his way.

Not to mention that Han Suling's father was dismissed at the time, and the family was waiting for the future son-in-law of General Jane's family to use their family rights to tide over the difficulties.

But who is Jian Zhangke?

One is one, two is two, the gun is pressed on the neck, yes or no, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is too selfless.

Seeing that Han's father was about to go to jail, Jian Zhangke still solemnly believed that Han's father had taken the blame, knew the law, and should plead guilty, and never asked Jian Mutian for personal affection.

Han Suling was extremely disappointed, and his dissatisfaction had grown to the top. At this time, Jian Muqing stood up in a timely manner and voted for a little favor.

Is she revenge, resentment, or bewitched by Jane Muqing, maybe both. Who doesn't like to sit back and enjoy the benefits, who doesn't like shortcuts, and who doesn't like the humor and gentleness of men?

betrayed.

Jian Zhangke was in the army at the time and was catching up with the army to carry out a mission in Xinjiang.

After taking his life back, what awaits him is that the family is totally different, and his girl is in the arms of the older brother.

At the end of the story, Jian Zhangke's breath is calm.

Jiang Zilin was lying on his chest in the faint light, wanting to see him and touch his face.