This woman dared to throw rotten eggs at him!

It's not hard to live anymore!

Mu Hanfeng almost rose from the bed, and landed in front of Yan Qianyan very accurately, reaching out and pinching her neck to lift her up from the ground. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"You, stop! You let go of my ....... ”

Feeling that his throat was stuck, Yan Qianyan, who was suddenly lifted by his neck, struggled to say a few intermittent words, and was placed on the table. The iron pincer-like hands on both sides became tighter and tighter, and she couldn't get her anger out, and the hideous figure in front of her blurred and darkened. Mu Hanfeng's face was close to hers, cold and cold, and a strong aroma of wine came to her nose. Her breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and she had no strength to struggle.

Her body seemed to fall back into the abyss, and she whirled and sank in the darkness.

There was a premonition that he was about to die.

The instinctive struggle gradually stopped, and she gave up the strong desire to survive just now.

Anyway, it's an accident to come here, since you can't be white-headed with your childhood sweetheart Liu Wuying, so die early and get out of life early.

She struggled to close her eyes, which were about to roll away, and a line of tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes.

I didn't expect the chase to cultivate a childhood sweetheart.,But he died on the night of the same cave room.。

Mu Hanfeng pinched the delicate neck of the woman under him with one hand, and his eyes spewed out a terrifying fierce light.

He wants to vent all the resentment that has been held in his heart for a long time.

It's this lowly damn woman who has been beaten since he was a child, making him feel awkward.

He ignored her, her feet kicked wildly, her hands fluttered, and he just wanted to choke her neck hard.

I felt her hands hang down and her feet stopped kicking. He was stunned and subconsciously let go. stared at the blue little face of the woman who was close at hand. The phoenix crown on her head fell off, her black hair was scattered, messily brushing on her face, and her small mouth, which should have been red and gorgeous, turned reddish-purple.

He reached out and tried his breath.

He grabbed her by the collar and threw her into the bed.

The brain, which had been a little dizzy just now, gradually cleared up.

He slumped into the master's chair and stared at the burning and jumping candlelight on the menorah.

Thinking of the recklessness just now, he was a little afraid, and took a few sips of cold tea.

He hated her so much that he was upset when he thought of her. I hate it enough to see her and want to slap her a few times, kick her, or make her kneel like just now.

But he didn't think about asking her to die. She died, and all his plans would be postponed for a long time, and he would not be able to explain to his grandmother.

This damn woman, why does she make him so annoying.

His mind flashed through the eyes of the detached and vigilant eyes that had been detached from childhood, as if he were a beast that could not be avoided, for which he often punched and kicked her.

Every time I see the nurse, I plead for her with tears in her eyes, and the distress that can't be concealed makes him even more annoying. He instead blocked her in private and repaired her fiercely, reducing the number of times she came to the house. Later, he personally led people to intercept the nurse who came home to visit and arrested her back to the house.

And she just stared at a pair of eyes full of hatred and fear, trying to show that she wanted to kill him,

Sometimes he really can't understand why he hates this woman so much, and his hatred almost turns into hatred,

He drank the herbal tea one by one, and heard the woman on the bed snort softly, delicate and lazy.

His heart tensed and tightened.

The woman's slight moaning had a fatal temptation in the festive red of the flaming candlelight, and he felt his abdomen tighten, and a part of his body actually swelled.

He put down the teacup a little incredulously and slowly felt the subtle changes in his body, yes.

Since returning to the capital, grandma has let people start his career as a man, and he is no stranger to women's bodies.

Maybe it's because of his previous encounters, he basically doesn't have any feelings for women, and when he became a man, he was still guided by the amorous mature woman to make do with it.

He himself had never reacted like this.

He continued to drink his tea in disbelief. I tried to suppress that little sense of expansion.

I cursed this damned woman in my heart, how could she not faint until tomorrow morning.

Yan Tianyan opened his eyes, feeling that his throat was dry and almost smoking, and it was difficult to breathe out of pain.

I remembered the life and death just now,. Suddenly looked back.

The culprit who almost killed her was sitting leisurely at the table drinking tea slowly, the red candlelight shining on his face, reflecting the red wedding dress, there was an evil light.

it! A ruthless guy, his newlywed wife was almost strangled to death by him, and he still has the heart to drink tea.

When she is what? Is her life so worthless? In that case, why should we marry her?

She didn't care about the pain in her throat, so she got up abruptly and took off the Xia curtain and rushed over.

Without even thinking about it, he put his hands on his neck and pinched it, using all his strength to feed.

Mu Hanfeng was taken aback, and then narrowed his eyes like a deep pool, and looked at her gloomily. The teacup he was holding continued to his lips and took a sip.

Damn so calm! Yan Tanyan increased her strength in annoyance, and was surprised to find that this man's neck was as hard as a pimple of pig iron, and her hands were pinched around his neck, as if she was pinching a piece of iron.

The neck is so hard! She looked at him in horror, and saw an unconcealable murderous aura in his eyes.

Can you feel his breath shortening, is this a prelude to wanting to really kill her?

She subconsciously let go and took a few steps back, looking at him like a monster.

This damn dangerous man, he could easily bring himself to his knees and pinch himself half to death, but she couldn't move him a bit. Even if he sat still, she couldn't hurt a single hair of his hair.

She stared at her eyes with one hand around her neck, her eyes full of panic.

It's not that she's afraid of death, it's that she's afraid of this person, it's dangerous.

Mu Hanfeng squinted at the woman in front of him, those eyes were still vigilant, but with undisguised panic.

He sat upright and didn't move, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yan Tianyan, this is the first time, if you dare to do something to the master next time, just wait to eat with your feet." ”

He wanted to get up and pinch the woman's neck again, telling her to close her eyes.

But just now, the woman's body was so unreservedly attached between his legs, and the soft body temperature made the swelling feeling he had just suppressed even stronger, almost jumping. The warm breath exhaled between his snorts also made his chest a little dazed.

He was a little afraid to move.

How did this damn woman light his fire.

By the way, it must be annoying. I think she's so annoying, full of hatred to have such a violent reaction.

I saw that the woman on the opposite side quickly took a few steps back, stood in front of the door and quickly glanced at the deadbolt, before pointing at him and saying loudly: "Mu Hanfeng, why can't I fight back if you dare to do it to me?" If you have the ability, you will strangle me to death, and it is a big deal that Ming'er will spread the topic of killing the bride on the streets and alleys of the dignified Mu eldest son's wedding night. Come on, come and strangle me! ”