My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Night Peach and Cold Iris glanced at each other, they had already smiled with their mouths covered, they could make Cold Hoover, they both thought it was fun.

Cold ho went to pick up Night Peach. Night Peach quickly hid behind Cold Iris after shouting, "Sister Cold help me. ”

“Brother!” Cold Iris blocked Cold Ho's hand.

“Eel, step aside! ”

Today he's going to teach this girl a lesson.

“Brother,” Leng Hao's detected hand was caught by Zhou Yao, Zhou Yao's tall legs blocked in front of two women, "Forget it, it's just a joke, don't be serious. ”

“That's right, you stink so hard, old man, come on! Now that we're out, they've already said you're my father, so it's time to say you're my grandfather.” Night Peach was upright.

“You!” Cold Ho bites his teeth.

At this time, Master Zhou and Father Zhou's mother came. Everyone laughed. "Cold brother, it's just a joke. Miss Peach is so naughty and lively, your life should not be boring at all. It is your lucky to have such a sweet wife. ”

“Exactly!” Peach patted himself in the chest at night, "the old man and his wife, you must have saved the galaxy by marrying me in your last life. ”

Cold and colorful, in front of so many people he did not have a good seizure, he could only stare at Peach at night, which means --- wait and see how I can clean you up!

“Brother, it's lunchtime, let's go to lunch, today our family rarely get together, must drink.” Zhou Yao laughed.

“Okay.” Cold Ho put Zhou Yao's shoulder up front.

……

Happy times are always brief, the day falls between turns, it gets dark, Cold Ho drives home with Night Peach.

Zhou Yao and Leng Zhiyi walked into the room after saying "Good night” to Master Zhou and Father Zhou's mother.

“Zhou Yao, go take a bath first.” Cold Iris walked up to the closet and helped him get his pajamas.

At this time, her waist snapped two strong arms. Zhou Yao held her tightly behind her back into her arms. She sniffed the scent of her long hair in her eyes. Zhou Yao softly called her, “Daughter. ”

Cold Iris put his soft body in his arms, pulled his lips together, and she smiled and responded, "Hmm? ”

“I really want to stay like this with you...”

His nostrils are sour and he is happy today, but everyone knows that his time is running out, even his brother came to give him his last ride.

“Me too.” She turned her head and kissed him on his steadfast, handsome face.

Zhou Yao gave her a strong kiss on her red lips and then opened her eyes. "Daughter, get out first. ”

Out first...

Every time he gets sick, he talks to her about it.

He was well for two days, no signs of illness, now he is ill again, it seems Han Xuan is right, today or tomorrow is his end point.

Perhaps he will die in this epidemic.

“Zhou Yao, are you again...” Cold Eyeglasses shrank because she saw two lines of thick blood flowing down Zhou Yao's nose.

She reached out immediately to help him wipe.

But Zhou Yao quickly let her go and took a step backwards, reaching out and rubbing his nose wings, his eyes pressed, "Get out. ”

Cold Iris looked him in the eye and turned to walk towards the door.

Zhou Yao did not look back, but he heard the door open and closed, and she left.

His head whistled past a sharp squeal, his eyes black, “knock”, his knees kneeling on the ground, one holding his head, one holding the ground, he raised his sword brow tightly.

Ouch.

It hurts.

Unbearable pain.

His right hand on his head retreated and he held his hands on the ground, gasping with a big mouth.

Then a footstep sounded in his ear, and then a soft little hand fell on his short hair, "Zhou Yao, this time, let me accompany you. ”

Zhou Yao quickly raised his head. When he saw the little face of Cold Iris, he shook, "Why didn't you leave? Get out of here!”

Cold Iris looked at him and shook his head firmly.

“You don't go out, I go out!” Zhou Yao stood up and pulled out his long legs and rushed towards the door.

“Zhou Yao!” Cold Iris held him tightly behind his back and wouldn't let him go. She put her face on his English back and rubbed it obsessively. "Don't push me away, okay? Let me go with you... I dare not go, I am afraid... I am afraid I will never see you again...”

Zhou Yao's eyes were red, as if there were ants climbing in the blood. This feeling was harder than detoxification. The blues on his arms jumped out. He ripped off her hands and bit her tooth canal, “Go! I can't help myself, I'll hurt you...”

He shook off her hand and ran forward.

“Zhou Yao!” Cold Iris quickly reached out to grab his shoulder.

But the man was faster, he leaned over, dodged her hand, clamped a few steps backwards, he hit the cabinet, couldn't hold it any longer, he grabbed it against himself.

“Don't scratch!” Cold Iris jumped over and hugged him. “Zhou Yao, please don't grab him. You have all the injuries. The doctor said you can't grab him anymore, please...”

“Go away!” Zhou Yao has now lost his mind. The woman with his eyes red staring at her as an enemy is her. She won't make him feel better. It will make him feel better if he grabs himself. Only then can he feel better...

Cold Iris shook her head, she wouldn't let go, she couldn't watch him so self-inflicted.

Zhou Yao couldn't get away from her. His eyes were redder. The blood vessels on his forehead were flowing. He reached directly and “banged” and slapped the cold shovel.

Her palms were dark with cold eyes and a sweet smell rushed out of her mouth, and her mouth was bright red with blood.

He hit her with 10 layers of force, and she held his hands loose, "Get out!” He kicked her in the stomach while he could.

Cold Iris's abdomen was attacked and kicked directly to the ground.

He never beat her, the gentlemanhood of a man, and the fact that he never looked at a woman like that, so even if he did it before, he didn't do it so hard.

Cold Iris remembered, but her abdomen ached, and she reached out and touched her belly, spitting blood directly in her mouth.

The man's low, painful groaning in his ear sounded again. She looked up and he had torn his clothes off and had to grab them.

She did not look at his wound for two days, he did not allow it to be seen, and now saw tears pouring out of her eyes, like a flood.

His chest, his back was full of scratches, scars, nothing that hadn't healed, twisted, intricate, ugly and ugly.

Standing up coldly, she jumped on Zhou Yao again and held him dead. She cried and begged, “Zhou Yao, don't catch yourself. If you're really upset, hit me... I'm your daughter-in-law, Zhou Yao, I love you, I love you..."