Mu Hanfeng took Yan Tianyan into his arms with a speed that he couldn't believe, and slapped her back lightly or heavily. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

With a "wow", the dim sum scumbags stuck in his throat squirted out of Yan Qianyan's mouth, all sprayed on his chest, and accompanied by the tea he fed.

After spraying the things in his mouth, Yan Qianyan felt that his throat was not so uncomfortable, and the feeling of vomiting was gone. But she was weak and collapsed, she leaned softly on Mu Hanfeng's chest, her eyes slightly closed.

Mu Hanfeng pulled her away a little with a little disgust, and when he saw the filth on his clothes, he picked her up and threw her into the bed, and took off her clothes casually. Throw it into the corner.

He's always had a habit of cleanliness, but he doesn't seem to care much about it today.

Coldly watching Yan Qianyan curled up on the bed like a kitten, with snacks on his clothes, he thought about it. With a gloomy face and a frown, the last hand took off her coat and threw it into the corner.

looked at her condescendingly.

The weak woman on the bed curled up, her little face was pale, her dark eyes looked at him resentfully, and the blood on her lips was still there, dotted on her pale face, a little bewitching.

Her hands were limply spread at her sides.

Poor and helpless and weak, even if someone kills her with a knife, they will still be slaughtered.

His heart was inexplicably soft, and looking at her like this, he didn't seem to be as happy as he expected.

It's a little irritable.

He looked at the stove that had been sealed, took off his cotton clothes, wore only moon-white obscene clothes and pants, reached out and threw Yan Tianyan to the side of the bed, turned over and lay down.

Yan Tianyan was thrown on the side of the bed like a cloth bag, feeling a little better in his throat and a little stronger in his body, remembering the humiliation he had suffered just now, a pair of pink fists clenched tightly.

This damn tasteless man, sadist, demonic!

She thought that even if he hated her to the bone, since he had married her, it would be nothing more than venting and venting. In ancient times, a man could have three wives and four concubines.

After a while, she will be alone with the title of a young lady of the Guogong Mansion as the housewife, accompanying the princess and grandmother. And he can marry a few more partial houses, and if the princess's grandmother disagrees, he can also accept a few concubines.

In short, it won't be boring enough to be unhappy with her.

So she put up with him, intending to endure it for a few days.

She has already lowered her posture to the dust, and in the face of him, she has completely achieved that she can't fight back, scold, or fight back, and wagging her tail and begging for mercy. If he doesn't let it go, does he have to kill them all?

If this is the case, even if she kneels and kowtows when she sees him every day, she will not be able to escape the fate of abuse.

It's better to be a little harder, and it's also a knife to stretch out your head and shrink your head. It's better to die early and get out of life early.

She thought to herself, cursed, encouraged herself, and became angry. Feeling that his strength was enough, he suddenly turned over and pounced on Mu Hanfeng, and a pair of small hands pinched his neck.

Mu Hanfeng was looking up at the roof with his head in his hands, looking at the shadow of the candle in a daze.

I was taken aback by Yan Tianyan pounced so violently. Subconsciously puffed up, opened the hands that were pillowing on the back of his head, and reached out to lift her to the side, but it was his hand on her arm, stopped, and dispelled this thought.

He put his hands on his sides, and a pair of bottomless and terrifying eyes looked at Yan Qianyan fiercely.

Yan Tianyan pinched Mu Hanfeng's neck, and then remembered that this guy's body was made of reinforced concrete. I can't help him at all.

She paused, gritted her teeth, and suddenly pressed her body tightly against him, almost lying on top of him, opened her little mouth, and bit it on his nose.

His neck can be steel, his arms can be, and his thighs can be. The nose can't be.

Her mouth bit Mu Hanfeng's nose without any suspense, Mu Hanfeng didn't expect her to be like this, feeling her soft body pressing on herself, a wonderful feeling of numb crisp and crispy that she had never felt before spread all over her body, and he subconsciously reached out to press her a little tighter.

A sore nose.

The feeling of numb crispy turned into a cold swish, and he fell over without thinking about raising a hand.

Yan Tianyan's weak and soft body was swept out of Mu Hanfeng's body without any suspense, and fell heavily under the bed, with a plop.

It hurts so much to fall.

Yan Tianyan wrinkled his little face bitterly, struggled to get up from the ground, panted and held on to the side of the bed and stared at Mu Hanfeng who had already sat up.

The new house was quiet and scary, except for the sizzling sound of the flames of the red candles, and I could hear my own heartbeat.

Mu Hanfeng's cannibalistic eyes stared straight at Yan Qianyan, her body trembled, her lips were pale, and she lay on the bed softly.

Only then did he grab her, let her eyes look at herself, her finely carved face was expressionless, her thin lips opened slightly, and she said coldly: "Do you want to find death?" ”

"Yes, it's looking for death!" Yan Tianyan's heart was furious, and his heart was frightened and bloodless, but the duck did not die: "Son, it is better to kill me as soon as possible, so that I don't have to endure inhuman torture every day." ”

The breath just now passed, and Yan was scared.

It is said that it is better to die than to live, she doesn't want to die yet, and she still wants to see Liu Wuying.

And if you really die to the point of a hundred, but what if you can't die, life is worse than death is more terrible than death.

"Really? I like to die so much. The corners of Mu Hanfeng's mouth pulled up a series of evil smiles: "It's a pity, you can't die now, I waited four years to marry you, how can I be willing to let you die?" If you die, the master may shave his head and become a monk. ”

What he said is not an exaggeration at all, according to his grandmother, if he can't find Yan Qianyan, he won't want to marry a wife in his life.

It's nothing if he doesn't marry for the rest of his life, but it really makes it difficult for him to accept it if she doesn't marry.

Grandma's persistence and stubbornness also indirectly deepened his dislike for Yan Tanyan.

He looked at the pale-faced and trembling woman in front of him with cold eyes.

Yan Tianyan was almost choked to death just now, his body was weak, and he was holding back a breath and wanted to return a tooth for a tooth, which would come back to his senses and tremble with fright.

The teeth also bumped,

Mu Hanfeng naturally won't let her die, that's for sure.

But he's going to make her physically devastated. For her, the mental destruction is not terrible, with the princess and grandmother escorting and Liu Wuying silently guarding behind her, the spirit is indestructible.

But the flesh can't stand it.

After all, flesh and blood, and those who do not involve their beliefs and positions, have no motivation to endure it.

She has always been unforgiving, and then followed his words: "Since I can't die as a wife now, and my son has worked hard to marry me, you might as well be kind to me." Of course, I will also cooperate well with my son and be a qualified housewife. As long as the son is not corporal punishment, I will turn a blind eye to whatever you do, including the future when the son is divorced, I will obediently wave my hand and not take away a cloud. ”