The wife is ruthless: Don't make trouble, CEO! - CHAPTER 1181 - FORCED MARRIAGE (39) - URBAN ROMANCE - JIEQI CMS

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Chapter 1181: Forced Marriage (39)

"I found you...... I like my clothes to be ...... by you Or me, little by little the process of taking it off......"

"Don't talk about it!"

The man's voice was already low, and now she couldn't ...... to say such a low and ambiguous thing in her ear Can't resist.

Reach out and cover the man's thin lips, very hard.

This kind of thing is really shameful!

Why did he ...... suddenly? Started playing hooligan in a serious way again?!

"Do you want to sleep?"

A dull voice came from her palm, and the breath burned her palm, making her subconsciously send her strength.

"Don't be a hooligan!" Shen Fanxing warned.

"What do you think...... How do bandits generally get along with his crushing lady? ”

“……”

"Bandits don't play hooligans, I'm afraid it will be insulting to the title of bandits."

Shen Fanxing couldn't bear it anymore, pushed Bo Jingchuan away, lifted the quilt himself and got in, covered his head with the quilt, and didn't leave any part of his body for him!

It's ...... It's too rogue!

Through the quilt, Shen Fanxing could hear Bo Jingchuan's low and happy laughter, and suddenly, he started to pull the quilt on Shen Fanxing's head.

"Okay, I won't bother you, come out quickly, be careful of suffocation."

"Really not making trouble?" Shen Fanxing's dull voice came from the quilt.

"Huh...... It's really not a fuss. ”

Looking at the small bulge in front of him, Bo Jingchuan felt that his wife was so cute.

Shen Fanxing paused

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After a while, she came out of the quilt, and Bo Jingchuan was looking at her with a smile at the moment.

After that, he raised his hand, put it on her stomach through the quilt, and patted it lightly twice.

"Alright, go to sleep."

Shen Fanxing's expression really relaxed.

When he fell asleep, Shen Fanxing didn't know at all, he only knew that when he fell asleep, he completely slept staring at Bo Jingchuan's face.

Later, she remembered in a daze that when Qingzhi came back tomorrow, she was going to pick up the airport, and Bo Jingchuan had not promised her. She wanted to ask, but drowsiness hit, and she didn't even have the strength to open her mouth.

Seeing Shen Fanxing sleeping soundly, Bo Jingchuan reached out and stroked her cheek, and the warm pets in his eyebrows were almost overflowing.

After a long time, Bo Jingchuan withdrew his hand, slowly stood up, and walked towards the outside of the house.

The smile on his face disappeared in an instant the moment he closed the door, and the shadow owl that Shen Fanxing had noticed just now was even more visible.

Walking downstairs with a blank face, the oncoming maid was standing at the top of the stairs and wanted to say hello, but the anger emanating from Bo Jingchuan's body was so frightened that he didn't say a single syllable.

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In the western suburbs, under the huge shooting range, there is an underground prison.

A black sedan slowly drove towards the back hill, and finally stopped in front of an iron gate, and after a few honking horns, the door slowly opened.

From the back, the design here is similar to that of a normal flat building, except that this is a back hill, and the terrain is lower than the main entrance.

This is a place that is absolutely forbidden to the outside world.

As soon as the car stopped, Yu Song immediately caught up.

Bo Jingchuan opened the car door and got out of the car first, his tall and straight figure stood in front of the car, his dark and deep eyes raised slightly, and glanced at the forbidden place in front of him.

There was no expression on his handsome face, and his face was grim as if he wasn't born with expression.

Yu Song paused slightly as he walked towards him, the expression on Jian's face became more serious, and he quickly walked to Bo Jingchuan's side.

"Sir."

"Hmm."

Bo Jingchuan responded lightly, threw the car door shut, and walked towards the door of the dungeon with his feet raised.

Yu Song followed, pursed his lips and remained silent.

What should have been said was made clear on the phone, and there is no need to say much now.

He was also glad that he had made the time matter clear on the phone, if he said it to his face, he would probably have to bear too much indescribable oppressive force from Mr.!

Yu Song stepped forward to open the sound lock, and the heavy steel door slowly opened to both sides after intelligent confirmation.

After passing through several security checkpoints along the way, we finally arrived in a large empty room.

Although it is a prison, it is also a high-end metallic decoration.

In the center of the room, a solitary black cage stands in stark contrast to the silver-white décor here.

In the cage, there were two people kneeling quietly, their hands cut behind their backs, imprisoned by chains.

When Bo Jingchuan entered, he was followed by a group of guards, and there were even guards guarding the door who greeted Bo Jingchuan.

Hearing the movement, the two men in the cage opened their eyes and raised their lowered heads to look ahead.

Dressed in a black suit and a dark shirt, the man's slender and straight figure was wrapped.

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Maybe it's the metallic color of the room that gives people a visual coldness, or maybe it's the nobility and strength that is cleansed from the man's body, and the cold that makes people feel oppressive.

The huge room, as if from the moment Bo Jingchuan entered the door, there began to be a cold air, he was getting closer and closer to the cage, and the two people in the cage always felt that the blood all over their bodies seemed to be frozen and coagulated.

After a few days, no matter how they were pressed by the people here, they didn't reveal half of the news.

However, when they saw this man, they all couldn't help but want to disappear in place.

Especially listening to the sound of the leather shoes stepping on the ground getting closer and louder, and finally stopping in front of the cage.

In this process alone, the two of them have already broken out in a cold sweat.

"You... What do you want to say? ”

Before Bo Jingchuan could speak, the person who was imprisoned in the cage had already taken the lead in speaking.

The black suit, dark shirt, indifferent expression, and dark and deep eyes set off his temperament extremely gloomy.

"Who are you trying to kill this time?"

"No...... Not you! ”

Bo Jingchuan's low and indifferent voice made the two people in the cage tremble, and they answered his question almost immediately, but the answer was unsatisfactory.

The two men were apparently specially trained to extract confessions under torture and interrogation schemes.

Bo Jingchuan's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his thin lips spit out two words again.

"Who is it?"

The two of them felt a pang in their hearts, their lips trembled, and they didn't make a sound for a while.

In the end, I felt that silence was the best option, so I simply pursed my lips.

Seeing their appearance, Bo Jingchuan hooked the corners of his lips, rubbed the cufflinks on his wrists, and bent over to sit on the chair behind him.

His legs, wrapped in black suit pants, were stacked on top of each other, and his eyes were drooling, not knowing what he was thinking.

A few seconds seemed like centuries to everyone present.

"Do you think that this place is too comfortable for you compared to the damp and dark prison before, so there is no sense of threat at all?"