My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Yoon Shui-yan felt his nose was sour, but no tears were shed in his eyes. If he wanted to humiliate her, congratulations were now in order.

She gave up her struggle, low and powerless, and asked him, "What do you want? Your fiancée is still out there. ”

The man behind him was laughing and stretched his right hand to zip his pants, "Xiao Yao? It's okay, she's everyone's girlfriend, she understands that there are things to keep one eye open and one eye closed. Shui Ling, don't marry, huh? You said I might let you marry someone, don't hurt anyone else, that's all for the rest of your life, you stay quiet and let me feed you. ”

Yoon Shui-yan wanted to laugh, and she did laugh. With his current position, a "don't harm others" to speak slowly would threaten her to the extreme.

He raised her?

Clean woman?

“Yoon Twilight, why can't you let me go and do this to me? ”

“What have I done to you? I'm not good enough for you? Actually, I can give you better, but you don't, you're not rare. ”

She doesn't want her to be scarce, so he doesn't even know what to do with her.

With his hands around her waist, he tried to bully her, but all of a sudden he felt that the woman under him was not moving. He opened his inky eyes and saw only that she had an extra knife in her hand, when the sharp blade hit her fine pink neck.

Yin Twilight shrank and loosened her.

Yoon Shuiyan took off, she stood tall, facing him, the dress drowned like running water and covered all her spring light. Her whole body stood guard against the wall and stared at him coldly, "I won't marry anyone, but as long as I'm alive, you'll never touch me again. Get out!”

Yoon Twilight looked at her for a few seconds, glassy inky eyes spreading a cold knife cream, and suddenly he smiled softly, lazy to turn around and tidy his belt.

He took a cigarette out of his trousers pocket, he lit it with a lighter, put his left hand in his trousers pocket, frown smoked a cigarette, then raised his head slowly to spit out, he didn't look at her, casually said, “Looks like I'm still nice to you. ”

He turned around and pulled his leg and left.

Yin Shuiyuan watched him gradually move away until he couldn't see the turn. Her strength seemed to have run out. Her legs were soft. She squatted down against the wall and buried her little face in her knees.

She doesn't know why she met this man in her life called Yoon Twilight?

……

Zhou Yao was really bored. He didn't like these fancy people's parties. Everyone wore leather suits and smiled lightly. How he looked at them was fake.

Rather, he ran thousands of metres in the army, sweating and sweating with the pain of sweating.

And what bothered him the most was that he would go anywhere to attract a lot of attention, and the wedding was attended by rich people, and they saw him, and it was a two-eyed, upbringing, and they wouldn't say to run up and haunt him, but look at them, one by one, with an emotional eye, and electricity.

If a normal man would have drowned in this gentle fragrance, alone, he, the insulator, the hundred poisons, let them have their emotions, he is a piece of wood, without electricity, white match.

Zhou Yao's hands slipped into his trousers pockets. One meter and nine tall men's body was so strong, the soft top layer of white shirt seemed to collapse in the next second, revealing his barrier-like muscles. Other men came in white shirts as a Sven cheap, he was fine, lazy and unbridled, too wild.

Zhou Yao walked boringly, and at this time came a familiar figure.

He glanced at the thin lips with a sense of surname. What a coincidence. The road of the wrongdoer is narrow and cold.

When he saw her clearly, his unbridled smile lagged behind. I didn't expect the demon head to wear such clothes.

Wearing a cheongsam, the green embroidered pink peony is more colorful than this sea of flowers, the vintage plate buckles in her beautiful pink neck, the delicate fabric of satin running water wrapped her witty body, the woman picked tall, the cheongsam over her knees, walking room made her white and straight legs too eye-catching.

The body of the cold pigeon is the best of the women, Ning Qing is small, Jane Qing is weak, none like her... woman, the real woman's body is like her, good chest curve, and she is quite a skinny honey butt, the waist is so thin, wearing a cheongsam to make her look like a beauty.

It's just that this creature is very dissatisfied with the way she is dressed, and the cold iron is in a terrible mood.

She didn't know why her dear father and brother wanted her to wear this dress. She was very uncomfortable because of the tight buttons. Importantly, she wore a pair of high heels on her feet. She had never worn this before when she grew up and was limping.

There were so many men staring at her this way, she was in a bad mood, she couldn't help but take off her high heels and smash them one by one, then look and dig your dog's eyes!

Cold Iris took another two steps and as soon as she looked up she saw the man standing in front of her, Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao wiped his pants in his pockets with both hands. A pair of narrow eyes looked up and down at her figure. He had a smile on his face and could not appreciate it. More of it was a joke.

Seems happy to see her in a state of embarrassment at the moment.

The fire broke out after a day of cold weather. She glanced at Zhou Yao coldly. “What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman? Cocksucker! ”

She walked sideways, away from him.

At this time, Zhou Yao's laughter sounded, “Beauty, I've seen so much, I've never seen you like this before. Hey, Miss Cold, have you ever heard of an idiom, Dong Shiqiu? ”

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The Cold Iris was lit in a flash, and she turned her head and looked hard, "Find death! ”

Run towards him, she sweeps a leg and kicks her right foot straight to his handsome face.

Zhou Yao dodged himself slightly and wiped his right hand out in his trouser pocket. His wide, chunky palm snapped her swept snow and white ankle.

The man got used to dancing guns all year long, and his days in the army were rough. For the first time, he shook a woman's ankle, small, not enough for him to hold it. His skin was really moisturized and lubricated him.

He squinted his eyes and looked at her with his head. "Miss Cold, do you really not know, or if you don't, kick me in a cheongsam and give it to me on purpose? ”

Cold Iris didn't understand, suddenly I saw his eyes in her legs, how bad he looked, evil fool, “Tsk, I don't see that Cold Miss also has a pink girl heart, wearing cartoon pants. ”

“Ah," Cold Iris screamed, realizing what a low-level mistake she had made, she wore a cheongsam and kicked him with her feet up.

“Let go!” She tried to retract her feet.

But not yet, the man took the lead in releasing his hand, and her right foot landed, because it was the high heels that didn't hold steady for a moment, and she shouted, "Ah," and the whole person poured to the ground.

These cheongsams and these high heels are all wrong!

She thought she was going to make intimate contact with the earth, but no, her waist was snapped by a big palm and she was held steady.

Open your eyes, the man's dark, handsome eyebrows are just around the corner, and he smiles, “Miss Cold, did you say you were secretly in love with me? It wasn't enough for me to see it, but you came to give me a hug? ”

Cold Iris, that's an anger, "Shameless!” She fanned out her right hand and wanted to slap him.

But it didn't work, “Boom”, her ass was split in half, the man threw his hand away, and she fell all the way to the ground.

This is embarrassing and embarrassing. Cold Iris only listens to the laughter of "haha”, and everyone around him looks at it.

Because she fell on the floor, her cheongsam was a bit open, she hurried to close her legs so that she could not be seen out, her ass really hurt, she was born a Chin Jin Miss of the Cold Family, although she did not have a mother and friends, but her father and brother spoiled, where has she ever suffered this kind of bird gas.

She felt her cheeks wet and reached out and touched, turning out to be tears.

She's frowning. What the hell?

She won't cry.

Probably the buttocks hurt and choked to tears.

She wouldn't care about the laughter of the spectators, she got up, tried to get up, but couldn't stand up, and her feet were twisted.

Zhou Yao's tall legs stood beside her. To be honest, he was a little proud to see her fall on the ground. This woman was too arrogant to kill the sharp energy.

Probably nobody believed the sergeant of his half-baked special forces, who was here to cheer on a little woman.

Childish!

She glanced at the woman, her hands were small and white, unlike the business of being an agent. Her two little hands covered her cheongsam and tried to stand up.

It's funny how she can't stand up when she's wearing high heels.

Zhou Yao won't admit his guilt. The people around him are still laughing. He swept away with a sharp look, which means --- Are you guys idle?

When everyone touched his eyes, they trembled and the smoke scattered.

Zhou Yao stepped aside and came to her. He slowly reached out his right hand, "Get up. ”

He pulled her.

A "bang” was a shooting of Cold Iris snapping his hand open.

Zhou Yao's face was a little dark. “Don't let your woman ignore you. If I pull you, you'll get up, or I'll go. ”

“Get out, get out, get out, get out!” Cold Iris raised his little head and yelled at him.

Zhou Yao only saw the tears hanging from her face. He stopped at once, not that he hadn't seen the woman cry before. It was the first time he had ever seen this woman cry. Her hybrid eyes were already beautiful, gray with rice leaves, and full of exotic flavors. Now she had crystalline tears on her delicate face. Her skin was so white, she was still wearing powder in the white, like young tofu.

He didn't expect a woman with a normal demon head to be like that... when she was weak, he held onto her.

He rubbed one hand in his pants pocket, he raised his head, subconsciously licked his dry lips, yelled a few “rolls”, he looked so bad, patient, “Cold spike, ask you one last thing, can't you get up? ”

“Wow, wow! Don't you cry rat, you rude man! ”

Zhou Yao heard this and frowned. He turned around and left.

He hasn't come two steps yet, and there's a furious scream from Nakada, "Son of a bitch, who let you bully a girl like that? Look, I can't kill you! ”