Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“No worries. ”

Pastoral Ancient came to Song without worries sometime.

He trimmed his broad palm and gently placed it in Song's worry-free hand.

He looked deeply at her, "Take it easy. ”

Song Wuoxiao bites his teeth: “When I think of Xiao, I want to kill her! ”

“Alan woke up and would be worried if he knew you were like this.” Pastoral said softly.

“Ha ha, in the end, you're still afraid to die.” Cheng Wan got up and tidied up his messy hair and dress.

She looked at Pastoral Ancient and said in disdain: "A man's courage is no better than a woman's. ”

“Bang--”

Pastoral suddenly waved his arm and slapped Cheng Wan in the face.

His arms were very strong and he was very strong, beating Cheng Wan to the wall.

Cheng Wan held his hands against the wall and his ears whispered because of this slap.

“How dare a man who dares to hit a demon?” Pastoralism looked at Cheng Wan in cold blood.

“How dare you hit me? Do you know who I am?” Cheng Wan had furious eyes.

Pastoral did not think otherwise, snorted coldly, “Even if you are the woman of the Jade Emperor, I dare to fight. ”

“My godfather is the president! ”

“So what? Big deal. Kill me. But...” Pastoral hooks his lips and smiles bloodthirsty: “I'll pull you up too when I die. ”

“You think you're qualified for this? ”

Pastoral grinned: “What is eligibility? I can do what I want! ”

“What are you doing?” Junhua Chan suddenly appeared when he smelled the gunshot.

Hearing this voice, Song Jiuyue hiding in the bathroom was shocked and was about to come out to sue Song Jiuyue's condition, so that Cheng Junhua could show Song Jiuyue a little color.

But when she saw Cheng Junhua, Cheng Junhua had stood beside Cheng Wan. She looked at her with a glance. She was holding a paper towel to help her dry the blood on the corner of her mouth.

“Did you fight?” Cheng Junhua swept his eyes toward Song Wuxi and Pastoral Ancient.

Pastoral slightly raised his chin, seemed not afraid of Cheng Junhua at all.

Not least because he's the president's favorite nephew.

“She did it first.” Song looked at Cheng Junhua coldly, “we are not a straw bag, don't think you can get close to the president to do whatever you want, hit whoever you want. To provoke me, I do not mind doing the work for Skywalks to eradicate the evil people. You must fight to the end, and I will accompany you to the end. ”

Cheng Junhua embraced Cheng Wan, his eyes were sharp and cold. Sen looked at Song Li Xiao coldly, but his eyes were highly unpredictable, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

Song Lixiao also did not want to know what he thought at this time. When his hands broke, he broke Cheng Wan's pocket pistol, then shouted twice and threw it on the ground.

Then turn around and walk away. That's, like, awesome!

Ancient pastoralist like a flower protector, following her.

Cheng Junhua and Cheng Wan looked at their backs coldly. Cheng Junhua looked at them deeply, but Cheng Wan more hated itching.

She was slapped by two people a day?

Sooner or later, she's going to get it back!

“Where else did you get hurt besides your face?” Cheng Junhua retracted his gaze and looked at Cheng Wan.

“Chest. Small belly.”

Cheng Junhua listened, and her consciousness fell on her chest.

The arrogant breasts, if hidden.

Cheng Wan looked up and smiled at him. "I'm going back to polish the medicine. ”

Cheng Junhua's voice wasn't cold, “I'll take you home. ”

Song Jiuyue held the door frame and looked angrily at Cheng Wandou's figure. The woman, hooked ~ Cheng Junhua?!