My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

She stood outside the door with a familiar figure.

Cold Iris, beautiful Eyelin is contracting so hard, here he comes?

He's here!

She got up quickly, but the length of her sitting space made her calf a little numb. She slowed down. When she really stood up, she saw that only the man outside the door had reached out and pressed the fingerprint outside the prison door. The door “dinged” opened, and he walked in.

He is a Major General of the Army, and he can go to any of these jails with fingerprints.

He walked in, his back leg slammed the prison door, and the door “dinged” closed again. At this time, a group of people came out, the ones who failed to stop him. "Major General, sister-in-law...”

Chief Yang also came. He stood behind his back with his hands behind his back. He looked at the two people in jail. He wanted to see what the bastard was really up to.

Han Xuan also came, she didn't want to come, but she couldn't control her own footsteps, she wanted to come and see, see how he met the woman?

There was a group of bystanders outside. Cold Iris didn't look at them. She didn't give them a single eye. Her eyes stretched in front of Zhou Yao. On her body, he... okay?

Zhou Yao stared closely at this stunning little face in front of him. His eyes were deep and harsh. He stared deeply at her. He wanted to tear her in half and rub her into bone blood.

“You stay here all by yourself, huh, this time you're caught here and you're hard to get out, maybe tomorrow you'll be sentenced.” He hissed slightly and smiled a little.

When she just saw her, she sat on the floor with her eyes closed, like a nap, she didn't look like the person who had been caught, she didn't panic, she was bland.

The moment he opened his eyes and saw Han Xuan, he understood the situation, which is why he insisted on hiding his condition.

The poisoning affects her and the Cold Week families.

Politically sensitive issues like this, as a soldier, he can do nothing but obey orders.

Cold Iris looked at him and slowly pulled up his lips, “I learned you, you're poisoned, you're dying, you're still like no one else to take another woman to the bar for a drink and show me the act? ”

She had her lips crossed.

Looking at her stubborn eyebrows, Zhou Yao glanced down and pulled his long legs apart. He walked up to her, “Little bastard! How dare you! ”

He stretched out his long arm and pulled her hard into his arms.

Cold gills crashed into his sturdy chest, his nose wings filled with the strong masculine smell of masculinity, and a little bit of cold sanitizing water, it smelled good.

She clung her curly long lashes, her little hands coming to his firm core and slowly hugging him, "Zhou Yao, you seem... thin. ”

He really thinned a lap, and she knew it when she took it.

Zhou Yao buried his head in her long hair and then took a fantastic sniff. Her slender skeleton wasn't enough to hold him with a long arm. He squeezed his strength and tightened it. He rubbed her into his chest. He laughed, "What, you don't like skinny anymore? ”

Is he kidding?

Cold Iris touched his waist, a little bit upwards, and he was wearing a blue and white striped diseased suit in the ward. At first glance, he came to her as soon as he was awake.

Her nose was red and her uniform was thin. She could clearly touch the wounds on him with a thin cloth. The blurred wounds that he scratched at the time of the illness were now scarred.

“Does it hurt?” She's shaking her lips open, "doesn't it hurt? ”

“It's okay.” Zhou Yaoyuan replied and kissed her face gently.

She knew that he would not speak, that he was very masculine, that he would not speak, no matter how much pain he suffered, and that he would not want to see his sickness with anyone he cared about.

“What were you thinking when it hurt so bad? ”

“Miss you. ”

“Don't you think it hurts me? ”

“... more painful.” Zhou Yao held her tight and whispered, “My heart hurts. ”

The hot tears in the orbit of the needle came out, and she pinched two fists and hammered his wide shoulder, “Why didn't you tell me, why didn't you tell me? You think I know you're gonna die for your poisoning? I'm so fragile. So stupid? ”

“There's nothing terrible about death, you have one day to pass us by, you have half a day to pass us by, as long as we're together, death is no big deal. ”

“Don't do this in the future, I'm not afraid of anything, I can bear anything, I'm afraid that my two hearts will be separated, I'm afraid that I will have regrets in my life, you said you would come with me to the end of time, if this is the end of you, why not taste the wasteland between us old? ”

Zhou Yaona's thick hard eyelashes covered his eyelids. He dared not open his eyes because he knew his orbit was red at the moment, "Daughter... daughter-in-law! ”

He lifted her up and twirled her in place.

What else can he say and say? He knows this woman for only three months, but it's like he's had a long life. His heart is filled with her. She understands him, pities him, loves him.

Neither of them spoke too much, and sometimes he really thought he was born to wait for her.

Cold Iris held him around his neck and let him hold her high, circling her, tears in his eyes like broken beads, one after the other.

When she was put down, her back was against the wall, and her little face was held in her palm by two rough palms, "Daughter, the person who left first did not suffer at all. What was painful was the one who was left behind, and I couldn't help but let you be that one. ”

“Idiot! Big fool!” Cold crotch kissed his lips with his toes up.

Two people inside kissed, and a group of people outside had red eyes.

The Red Flame soldiers looked at how their Major General and sister-in-law were so affectionate, they were overwhelmed, they couldn't bear to see it again, why is it that heaven always tortures lovers?

Chief Yang's face was very moving. In his impression, Zhou Yao was a mustang that needed to be tied up. Without paying attention, the mustang would run out and cause him trouble.

Chief Yang has never seen this side of Zhou Yao. He was deeply shocked and moved. It turns out Zhou Yao also has this side. He is like a subdued beast in front of the Cold Iron Iron Iron Iron Iron Iron. When Cold Iron Iron Iron Iron Iron Spread his palm, he will go to wave tail begging. Is this the hard man's iron blood tenderness?

Han Xuan was thrown into the 18th floor of hell, her hands and feet frozen in place, her hands hanging beside her squeezed fists, the scene was like a sharp knife digging her heart, making her want to live, but she didn't want to start, she wanted to watch, watch dead.