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!She stood straight tied up, her heartbeat was still a little fast, and she scolded herself for hitting the wall. Didn't she have never seen anyone more handsome than him, what's so special?

However, with this feeling in my heart, could it be that I had really seen him before and was willing to have a child with him?

A slight change in his heart, it belongs to the kind of mature women who look at mature men and unconcealed their eyes.

There is no denying that this is a man who can arouse her attention.

However, his heartbeat lasted for only a few seconds, and he stopped abruptly when he came out.

Jian Zhangke stood in the door frame, looking at her seriously, and speaking seriously: "When you are done, you can leave. Don't waste time."

"What does it have to do with you when I'm packed? Where do I go?"

"my home."

"What?!" She smiled.

This man walked over. This man was expressionless just now. This man is still very calm. With his thin lips opened lightly, he took out the folded A4 paper from his shirt pocket and opened it in front of her: "Look, your brother Jiangcheng about The agreement to transfer you, signed below, including my child in your stomach, is transferred together, owned by me, and under my control."

Jiang Zilin: "………………"

Those eyes are not jumping, but the eyeballs burst directly, so you fucking transfer me fuck!

Turn (go!) Let (die!) Book (now!).

Is she a rag doll or a rentable house?!

It can't be naive!

He exploded with anger, his face was pale, the piece of paper was pulled over and fell severely, and his feet stepped on it, stomping fiercely and stomping.

The slender waist was supported by the steady and strong arms, and once fixed, she could not move.

Across the clothes, the heat is constant.

There is also the thick breath of the man in front of him coming up close. What is it like, unlike shower gel, let alone cologne, a little sweaty, healthy masculine breath.

She was shocked, her face stiffened in the arms enclosed by him, and she didn't move.

He frowned, he didn't want to be so close to strangers, "Hey! Stay away from me!"

The man must have a tall body, and his generous figure cast a shadow, motionless.

She looked up in disdain, and saw this person glance over, her dark eyes, looking at her steadily, her thin lips were slightly pursed, and the expression of tolerance and silence that she had seen gradually appeared.

Why?

An expression like this being hurt...

Is it appropriate to put that hand on her waist without her consent?

She doesn't have any guilt, she doesn't know you well, and she doesn't need to be merciful when talking.

It seemed to hear an inaudible sigh, like an illusion.

When she swept over coldly, the man bent down, his pale blue shirt was stretched straight, and the skeleton and well-proportioned muscles on his back were exposed through the thin shirt material. The shoulder blades were broad and fierce with special muscle lines overbearing.

His left leg must be very difficult to bend, so picking up that A4 paper is very difficult.

The slender fingers hooked and hooked.

Hey!

Annoying.

She staggered him slightly with a cold face, rubbed her head down on his chest, and stooped to pick it up.

His nose is full of his fragrant body breath, and I don't know whether it is on his clothes or it is from his body, which makes her feel dizzy.

"Give it to you! Children's stuff, can this trap Miss Ben?"

She didn't bother to chuckle, seeing that he carefully retracted his pockets with his fingers between her fingers. She didn't understand, what kind of jokes, which had no legal effect, were so precious as treasures?

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Do you really think that with this transfer book, she is his?

Jiang Zilin picked up the duffel bag and walked a few steps, but he took the duffel bag over.

She doesn't earn any money. If you don't need the clothes in the bag, you don't need them. After leaving this ward, she will escape to death, and she can still hold her!

Jian Zhangke followed behind her, taking his right leg one step further and changing to his left leg. The man's face was stiff, his cheeks bulged, and he lifted his leg with strength and landed.

The doctor's warning sounded in my ears, it is best to get out of the wheelchair in another month, there is a brace in the leg, it is a piercing pain to take a step, there is no need to suffer.

He raised his eyes and quietly looked at the woman walking out in front of her, she was heartless now.

And how can he wait?

In front of her, a man's self-esteem is not under his control.

For thirty-four years, Jian Zhangke had no concept of superficial adjectives like Shuai.

Now, I want to keep the best condition in front of her, clean, upright and straight, at least let her be eye-catching.

Yes, he has no confidence at all, his heart is like a bottomless pit, no bottom.

This is a feeling that I have never felt before, fear, a lot of uncertainty, and control has disappeared.

She is no longer the sticky little trouble he couldn't get rid of last year.

When she faced him, she no longer had that love and enthusiasm in her eyes, she would not observe his face, she would be happy with him, and she would be low with him.

He wouldn't knock on his door early in the morning to wake him up, climb in from the window and pass him breakfast, wash his socks and shirts, and deliberately joked with grandma to get his attention.

The woman who showed him her heart madly and wholeheartedly no longer exists.

She who has lost her memory still regards him as someone.

I hate his approach, hate him, hate the child in his stomach, strangers when seeing him, and even hostility.

She is carefree, stubborn and arrogant, indifferent and frivolous.

He bet that she didn't even remember his name, didn't take it to heart, said several times that she couldn't look down on him, and she didn't believe that she would normally fall in love with him and have children.

Determined to do a fetal paternity test.

Jian Zhangke can be prepared to accept her serious injury or death or becoming a vegetative, paralyzed, or foolish.

But she didn't do it well, she lost her memory of preparation.

Lost the memory, she is still her, she has become the one who was inexperienced and has the capital.

He was completely at a loss.

I am so boring, slow, and heavy, I don’t know anything about it, and I don’t understand romance.

How could such a proud girl of heaven catch her and win her favor?

Fortunately, Jiang Cheng was also considered a divine help, at least giving him a starting line.

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Jiang Zilin walked faster and faster, and the man behind with his legs could not keep up!

Cool!

Walking through the corridor, she took a deep breath of air. Although disinfectant is annoying, the air is so free!

He opened his arms, raised his head and closed his eyes, and his face was full of unconcealed humming and joy.

She cocked the corners of her mouth, fumbled out the phone, and called Awei as she walked along.

"I asked you to get the car here?! You really don't have a phone call for a long time. You are waiting at the door of the building! This lady came quickly, by the way, didn't tell the big brother, if you dare to tell Jiang Cheng that girl Awei, look for..."

Before'death' could be heard, it got stuck in his throat.

The sensing glass door was opened to both sides, and doctors and patients came and went around.