An Yixuan has been like a wooden man who let him take him to the car, and took him back to his seaside villa, which is a small baroque villa built on the seaside by the mountain, An Yixuan was brought to the room by him as if she had lost her soul, she walked to the bay window by the floor-to-ceiling window without squinting, her head leaned slightly against the window, her long soft hair blocked her little face, I couldn't see what her expression was, she hugged her knees tightly, forming a state of self-protection.

Leng Binghan frowned slightly, this action made him feel that a certain string in his heart was plucked, he had done this action for a while when he was young, he lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, some of the feelings buried deep in his heart could not be forgotten for a lifetime, I don't know when it will jump out, and devour him with teeth and claws.

Coldly shook his head, not thinking about the past that he didn't want to touch in his life.

At this moment, Leng Binghan didn't realize that a decision he made impulsively a day ago had turned his life upside down.

Leng Binghan frowned and calculated, she is only twenty years old, she should be a girl who has just entered college, most girls at this age still live like children, coquettish by their parents' side, and live a princess-like life.

The qiē she experienced in the past two days may have turned her entire life upside down.

The male god she has always believed in betrayed her, her father was imprisoned, she got married, and was forced by Mommy and her younger brother to become someone else's **...... The corners of his lips coldly hooked an arc, this dead girl's life is really duang~duang~duang~wonderful.

A certain man counts the miserable life of a certain woman, but gorgeously deliberately ignores that he has plundered the most important thing of other girls, and it is the overlord who is forced to bow ......

I don't know why, watching her empty herself so half-dead, completely ignoring herself, I just feel very unhappy, he can't wait to brush up on the sense of storage, and in fact he did the same.

"An Yixuan!" Leng Binghan reached out and grabbed her arm, pulled her up directly from the windowsill, and said in an unkind tone, "I didn't marry you home to let you pretend to be the dead here!" ”

"What the hell do you want, can you let me be quiet for a while?" An Yixuan twisted her delicate eyebrows, a little impatiently shook off the coldness that restrained her arms, and sat weakly on the windowsill, "There are some things I have to think about!" Her tone was so soft that she seemed to be drifting in the wind at any moment.

An Yixuan's eyes widened, her eyes were full of moisture, she bit her lower lip, trying to control her tears from falling, she couldn't cry, and she didn't want to cry, because she knew that once she cried, she couldn't think if her feelings were out of control.

She never understood why her life had changed so drastically overnight, who did she recruit to provoke whom, for Mao? How could the man who usually seemed to be gentle and had connived and cared for him for ten years suddenly become so terrible, how could he pretend to be a whole decade, and ten years of fake and so true.

She couldn't figure out why her mommy and brother treated her like this...... Thinking about it, she bit her lower lip, and the moisture filled her beautiful big eyes.

Leng Binghan himself is a ruthless person, and he doesn't have much sympathy, so far the only trace of softness in his life has been given to that person, his background is destined for him to call for wind and rain, few people will disobey his orders, and he has never liked others to rebel against him.

An Yixuan's refusal stimulated the violent factor in his whole body, he grabbed her arm and lifted her directly from the windowsill, this sudden action made her weak almost fall, "You crazy ......" Before An Yixuan's curse could be spoken, he fell into a warm embrace, and then the sky swirled, and An Yixuan was hugged by the cold and cold.

Leng Binghan threw her directly onto the soft big bed, "You bastard......" An Yixuan sat up straight, blurted out a curse, and then raised his hand and slapped Leng Han's handsome face, Leng Binghan held her wrist, twisted her wrist back, and threw her to the bed hard.

"Crazy? Bastard? Coldly and irritablely, he ripped off his tie, his hands were slightly forced, the crystal buttons on his shirt fell in response, rolling on the floor with a crisp sound, and his toned chest appeared in front of An Yixuan, and there were traces left by someone on it.

Although it was scratched during the struggle, at this moment, how could it seem so harmonious...... An Yixuan's face turned red.

"An Yixuan, have you ever seen a real bastard?" Leng Bing Han saw his favorite prey like the most elegant cheetah in the jungle, and quickly and accurately pressed her into the big bed, his hands clamped his wrists, and his legs pressed against her kicking legs.

"The surname is cold, you went crazy yesterday for no reason, strong. Beat me up, you're not a bastard enough? Then what do you want to do if you sue me? What do you sue me for being a bastard? Where did I offend you, and why did you all do this to me? What exactly am I doing wrong? An Yixuan suddenly roared out of control, and the love that she had endured for a long time finally broke out in an all-round way.

Leng Bing Han suppressed her action, easily reminded her of the night last night that she would never forget, big tears rolled by, and she turned her head to avoid the gaze of Leng Bing Han.

"An Yixuan, in your eyes, Lao Tzu is a fucking bastard, but don't you forget who rescued you from being someone else's ** just now?" Leng Binghan suddenly hooked the corners of his lips and smiled coldly, "Or did I become a stumbling block for you to be Liu Cheng**, so I am the bastard?" I really don't see that you have this quirk and would rather be someone else's affection. Women don't want to be the wives who are rightfully named. The cold tone was full of disdain and mockery.

"The surname is cold, you are shameless!" This is already the most vicious and scolding word An Yixuan can think of, An Yixuan glared at Leng Binghan viciously, if the sight can kill, then there is absolutely reason to believe that Leng Binghan has died tens of thousands of times.

"Woman, don't look at me with that kind of look, let me remind you, since yesterday you have been my rightful wife, I enjoy your body rightly? And I can enjoy it as much as I want, it's my right! An Yixuan looked at Leng Bing with an unbelievable look, she couldn't figure out why a person could trample on the dignity of others so lightly.