You are mine, but I am not yours
His chin was suddenly pinched, and Ruan Tianling's hazy handsome face was pressed down.
"You're in love with him?" He asked her.
She raised her eyes lightly and looked at him coldly.
"Jiang Yufei, let me tell you, even if I divorce you, you don't want to find another man! My woman can only be my woman for the rest of her life! ”
What an arrogant tone.
She couldn't help but sarcastically ask him: "My man, can he be my man for the rest of his life?" ”
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you!
Ruan Tianling was slightly stunned, and then raised a wicked smile.
He suddenly circled her chest from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said with a light smile: "Woman, haven't you figured out the situation?" You are mine, but I am not yours. ”
Jiang Yufei pulled the corners of her mouth slightly and sneered coldly.
It has nothing to do with me who you are, you kind of demon, I don't know that you are mine!
"Remember, it's best for you and the surnamed Xiao not to have anything happen, otherwise I won't let you go!"
The elevator door opened, and he picked her up and strode out, stuffed her into his sports car, and drove towards where she lived.
Back in the house she rented, Ruan Tianling threw her on the bed and once again dropped the threatening words to her, "Remember what I said, don't challenge my patience!" ”
With that, he quickly left her place, and the door was closed by him.
Jiang Yufei was still wearing the new pajamas that Xiao Lang bought for her, and she kept holding her mobile phone tightly in her hand.
She was in a daze on the bed for a while before she remembered that she should call Xiao Lang and tell him not to worry about her.
Xiao Lang received a call from her and was relieved to learn that she was at home now and that people were safe. He told her to get some rest, then put away her phone.
Standing tall in the large living room, his dark and indifferent eyes looked out the window, exuding a murderous aura.
Ruan Tianling, Jiang Yufei can only be mine, no matter how much ability and power you have, you can't stop me from marrying her!
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After sleeping physically and mentally exhausted, Jiang Yufei heard the doorbell before she got up the next morning.
She put on a coat and walked to open the door, Xiao Lang stood at the door, carrying two supermarket plastic bags in her hands.
He took off his black coat and placed it on his bent arm. The sleeves of his warm shirt were rolled up, revealing his strong bronzed arms.
He walked into the house with two bags of fresh vegetables and meat he had just bought at the supermarket, and said with a smile: "Today I will give myself a day off, I will cook something delicious, you haven't tasted my craft yet." ”
Jiang Yufei closed the door and stepped forward to take the bag of ingredients in his hand, his fingers accidentally touched the back of his hand, and he felt that his hands were so cold.
She snatched two bags of ingredients and put them in the kitchen, turned around and grabbed his hand, holding it in his hand, the cold touch was no different from frozen water.
"You wait for me." Letting go of his hand, she went back to the bedroom and took out the hot water bottle, poured out the cold water inside, poured the hot water from the thermos flask into it, and then handed him the warm hot water bottle.
"Warm up." She said to him with a light smile.
There was no heating in the house she rented, so she couldn't warm him from the cold, so she had to give him a hot water bottle, hoping to restore a little warmth to his hands.
Xiao Lang looked at the red hot water bottle she handed over, which can be said to be very rustic, and there was no disgust in his eyes.