My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Massage legs?

What's wrong with Peach at night? She pushed the door.

There was a dusk light in the room, cold-blooded in a wheelchair, half kneeling beside his leg with a beautiful face.

Beautiful little hand tapped his leg gently and slowly moved up.

He's about to move onto his thigh.

And the man looked down, and the gaze seemed to be set on the beautiful woman.

“What are you doing?” Peach opens his mouth at night to break the ambiguity of a room.

Cold ho and beautiful woman raised their heads at the same time.

“Are you?” the beautiful woman wondered.

Night Peach looked at Cold Ho and said, "Tell her who I am. ”

Cold ho looked at her as if angry, pink little face drummed drums, those big eyes of water staring at him angrily and angrily.

He Rin had no idea why she was angry.

He didn't answer. Peach got angry at night. She looked at the beautiful woman and she said, "I'm his wife. Who are you? ”

The beautiful woman's face was stiff, like she was caught in a bag. She didn't hear he had a wife...

“Hello Mrs. Cold, I'm Dr. Ling's student, I'm here to show Mr. Cold's legs...”

Night Peach grinned, "Look at the legs? Why do I look like you just pinched his leg? ”

“I…”

Night Peach looked up and down at her and said, "If you are a doctor, why don't you wear a white coat and show the patient your legs become a leg squeeze for the man, do you still provide this service in your hospital? Next time Dr. Ling comes here, I'd like to ask him, are all his students as bad as you? ”

Beautiful woman blushing and white, “Mrs. Cold, you misunderstood me. ”

“No misunderstanding. I know you're free to go! ”

Seeing her flames so arrogant, the beautiful woman immediately looked pitifully at Cold Ho.

Who knew Cold Hao didn't look at her at all, his eyes fell on Peach at night, and he seemed surprised how she had such a big temper.

Beauty thinks she's unlucky. Let's go.

……

The room was clean and Peach looked cold at night.

She was about to blow up, she flew all the way from Kyoto to Hong Kong to find him, he just did this to her, let a beautiful woman slap him in the leg at night?

“Was that woman beating you up? If I'm a few minutes late, aren't you going to punch her in the bed? Oh, no, she's going to sit on you? ”

Cold Ho, …

He had no idea what she was talking about. He came back from her room and he was all upset. Later, the woman came to show him her legs. He was all over her head and didn't even look at the woman's face.

He didn't think about it at all.

Cold Hoover glanced up at her, and the red silk pajama shirt made her look like a fire, and he opened his eyes to his side.

“Cold Ho, you're such an asshole! When you can stand, Bai Lingyun, snow dance, what other mad bee wave butterfly spins around you, now you're in a wheelchair, those women come to the door to seduce you, why don't you do something about it? ”

“Now that your legs are better, don't you just want to have kids with your wife? You're full of thoughts! ”

“Why don't you talk? Dumb, talk! ”

“Cold Ho, I'll give you a chance to explain. Explain! ”

“Cold Ho, I'm angry. I'm really angry. Come and fool me! ” ---

Night peach stomped.

Cold Ho, “I...”

“Humph!” Night Peach swayed his sleeve away.

Cold Ho, …

……

At night Peach went back to her room and she slammed the door.

Coldhound pushed the wheelchair to the door of her room, raised his hand, and he wanted to knock.

But he didn't knock.

Knocked and didn't know what to say.

And indeed she wronged him, and he had some nasty thoughts, and he thought often for half a month, but only for her alone.

She doesn't like women approaching him. He won't let women approaching him in the future. It's not a problem.

He can explain it, but what's the use of explaining it?

She said she was his cold wife, but that was before, and now she's Miyagi.

She'll leave later.

She'll still leave him.

She belongs to another man.

He had a great time, dreaming, but he was upset because he didn't know when she was going to leave, and he didn't even dare ask about her and Miyagi.

He was afraid that if he asked, she would leave him.

He only gets deeper and deeper.

He didn't want to fall back into the pain of losing his heart to her. He had already suffered several times and couldn't bear it any more.

Let's do this.

……

Peach was in the room at night, and she was waiting for him.

Why hasn't he come to explain it to her yet?

You bastard!

She feared that something was wrong with him and had been distracting him, but she didn't expect him to react to another woman.

Although this may be a normal reaction from a man, after all, he is not a failure, but she is still angry and she is jealous!

She thinks she's a knocked over vinegar jar, full of sourness!

At night, Peach walked to the counter and took out a bottle of the wine she had kept, pouring a full glass into the tall cup, but she drank it all.

Drink it and she regrets it. She has a baby in her tummy. Drinking is bad for the baby.

She got up quickly, but she found herself a little drunk.

She really doesn't have the alcohol.

Forget it. If he doesn't come to her, she can go to him. She needs to know!

……

Peach nodded into the master bedroom at night, and the lights didn't turn on in the room. It was dark.

The balcony was open and the cold wind at night swept the curtains and there was a figure outside.

Peach walked over lightly at night and Cold Hoover was smoking.

A man with two long fingers clamped a cigarette in his right hand jumped on the fire of a gorilla. He frowned and swallowed the fog.

He doesn't look happy at all.

Half of Peach's anger disappeared at night, worried for him, she said, “How did you smoke your leg just a little bit better? Quickly extinguish it, don't let us smoke secondhand! ”

Leng Hao didn't grab the word ”we", he quickly extinguished the smoke and looked back, “Why aren't you asleep? ”

“I can't sleep. I drank a little wine.” Peach's petite body swayed twice at night and held her forehead, "I thought I was drunk. ”

Cold Howe immediately pushed the wheelchair in, "Are you upset? Let me see. ”

He held her weak, boneless little hand.

“Hold me!” Night Peach jumped at him.

Cold Howe was unprotected, and as she jumped over, the wheelchair slid backwards, hitting the wall, and he quickly reached out and snapped her silky waist into her steady arms.

Peach sat across his sturdy thigh at night and then extended his two little hands to hold him around his neck.