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!He squeezed her wrist. She was a little swollen these days. He didn't press a button tonight, and Lao Gao was swollen again, "Sit down, I'll squeeze it for you."

Suddenly she turned around and turned him away, "Don't worry about this, Jian Zhangke, you are not a good bird! This hand has touched other women just now, now touch me? Get out!"

His eyes were fixed, dark and shiny, as if they had been washed by those high alcohol.

Stare at her.

Jiang Zilin was so angry that the baby kicked her in her stomach again, and she was even more annoyed, "Get out!"

For a long time this man didn't speak, and the best thing to play was silence.

She pushed him.

Suddenly he was held in his arms.

"Smelly bastard, my belly!"

He kissed her in her ears, so heavy alcohol, and that heavy man's breath, "Don't worry, you and I will protect you."

"Who the hell asked you to guard! Go and guard your wild woman, sao is doing her posture, so you like that!"

He held it up with each rough and strong finger, holding the rounded flesh on her face, and lowered his head to the tip of her nose, "Are you jealous?"

"Eat, eat your sister!... Jian Zhangke, I haven't seen you for four months... Well... let go, let me go... You dare to kiss me, you're going to die?!..."

The two wrestled, pushed and shoved, he took care of the child and hit her with his fist, closed his eyes and breathed heavily, and his body stuck to her.

In an instant, the little wild cat behaved.

Jiang Zilin's face suddenly stiffened, her face changed, and when he pushed and yelled on the edge of the bed, she cursed, "Smelly shameless."

The man's eyebrows were raised coldly and evilly, and he hugged her seriously, "I'm healthy, but you twist it again."

She has no energy to quarrel with him.

"Get up!" She wants to go.

Whether it's a drunkenness or a scheming, now he wants his old face to live without a wife in this life.

Humiliated, his hand touched his belly as he wished, "True Yuan, did Mom say that the round is a boy or a girl?"

"Kan Zhangke, do you press it again?!"

He lowered his head again and breathed deeply into her neck, "It's so fragrant...Daughter-in-law, don’t go anymore, where are you going to be Jian Zhangke’s daughter-in-law? That woman is the manager of the bar, and the bar is open. Don’t worry, I’m not that kind of person. Before the amnesia, what you saw was my calmness and reliability. You said I was as hard as sandpaper, but it’s yours if it is polished. No one can take it away."

There was no movement in his arms.

He was dizzy and awake, touching her belly and smiling dreamily at the corner of his mouth, "Daughter-in-law...Let’s stop making trouble, daughter-in-law?"

Jiang Zilin held her head, motionless.

Her head hurts, and her eyes are beginning to be blank. She feels a little cramping in her stomach, but a lot of things are turning on top of her head, and the messy Qianju images smashed down at her together.

She opened her mouth tremblingly, and Ren'er couldn't focus on it for a long time.

When all the things in her head were back in place and arranged in order, she moved a little and raised her eyes.

The man on his body fell behind her, his thin lips could dry up with orange peel, the lip lines were deep, his hands were domineeringly covering her stomach, and he was babbling in confusion, still calling her daughter-in-law, he would laugh and laugh. She is very handsome and beautiful, her eyes are all blurred at this moment, looking at her, full of love and affection.

It was like the evening in Chenglin Township that day, or the afternoon at the Burmese Hotel Jinlixiehui that day.

He locked her tightly, very hard, and when he couldn't do it, he would close his eyes and call her a daughter-in-law in her ear, before he was too lazy to move.

She grew up in Hong Kong, and later came to the North not many times on missions.

She has heard that men in the north are used to calling women at home, wives.258 Novel Network www.258xsw.com

She didn't know, she shouted from his mouth, these three words are so sexual/feeling.

As if she was born to him, from the inside to the outside are his possessions, her pride and her unruly come to him, all softened into a stream of water, and she was a little woman soft and collapsed.

Her ears were so crisp.

Looking around the room, it was the one she lived in last year. Nothing has changed. There are many more minions.

When she lowered her head, she saw her belly billowing.

He was lying motionless behind him, not knowing whether he was asleep or awake, his fingers insisted on touching her belly.

She got up a little, her eyes filled with waves, and finally merged into silent water. Her two heroic eyebrows were a little frowned, and she slowly raised her fingers to touch his face, and touched every inch of familiar firm lines in her hands , Cold hard, rough and warm.

"Jianzhangke." She whispered to him.

He opened his eyes, a little dazed, a little stunned.

Jiang Zilin's hand touched the back of his head, and those scars were one after another. She opened his shirt again, and the scar was also left on the collarbone.

When she saw it on the plane, she knew that when she saw a bone, she would definitely leave a scar.

The tears fell off guard.

Hit his waist, wet his shirt, and he looked up suspiciously.

Jiang Zilin untied her belt.

Jian Zhangke was a little confused, and couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. Most of it was a dream. I have been suffocated in the past four months and have had many such dreams.

He looked at her stomach, his cold face was unusually unnatural, he held her hand, and licked his thin lips, "Not so good? Do you really want to? That's OK... I must slow down,"

Suddenly, his hands were thrown away.

Jiang Zilin couldn't laugh or cry, but his tears were stopped by his oolong. She glanced at the place that couldn't bear to look directly, and shouted at him: "Lie down for me."

When she is drunk, she is very obedient and a little confused. She is so airy, like her before her amnesia.

Jiang Zilin pulled down the trousers and saw his left leg.

Her last memory on the plane was not that she and he might die. She grabbed one of his legs and saw the unsightly wounds after his trousers slipped down.

At that time, she was thinking, how did this man stick to the eighth level for her?Your legs are rotten like this?

I didn't see him frown.

So she let it go at that time, so she loved him so much, she couldn't bear to make him hurt again, she couldn't give him anything.

Only live and die together.

She couldn't stop the tears, she touched the traces of the surgical repair with trembling fingers, very hideous, press, there is still a stent buried in it.

Such a stupid man, a desperate man.

She gently kissed the scars under the hairs, pressed her cheeks, perhaps itching him, and he looked up again, looking over drunkly and innocently.

Jiang Zilin wiped her tears, leaned her waist up, put her legs on his side, and pointed his index finger on his forehead, "Look at me, sleep, big wood."

"You call me wood?"

She slapped him, drunk to bully, and slapped him casually, "What is wood, huh? It’s not wood or iron, so I can see you. See you, I don’t like you at all after my amnesia, I hate you Up."

He closed his eyes, drunk with a headache and dizzy, and said sadly, "It's because of disgust."

She curled her lips and hugged his neck, "Seeing if you will treat me better in the future, you will dislike it more and more!"

"No," Hum in her arms, full of mournfulness, "I really didn't find a woman, so I love you, why is it not satisfied, you are too difficult for a woman to serve...Daughter, you are soft now,"