Chapter 8: Listen to my name, Han Jin Yan

But he remembered that he was obviously dead, and he somehow ended up in such a place.

And these memories made him feel very far away, as if he had experienced years and vicissitudes.

Here, he felt inexplicably familiar.

And although he had never seen these strange things, he was not surprised, as if he had seen them before.

Qiao Jinyan looked at the girl in front of him, his big hand brushed the girl's cheek, a strange emotion appeared in Shentan's eyes, and his thin lips lightly opened: "Are you really not her?" ”

"Who, who?" Qiao Fanyin was touched by the man at close range, her nerves subconsciously tensed, and she didn't react for a while.

For a moment, Qiao Fanyin thought that Qiao Jinyan often shouted a woman's name in his mouth, and asked, "Husband, are you talking about Qiao Beiying?" ”

The man didn't speak, his eyes were deep and glowing, staring at Qiao Fanyin.

The man was silent, indicating acquiescence.

Qiao Fanyin suddenly felt a hint of jealousy in her heart, and pinched her eyebrows helplessly, "Husband, I'm not her, my name is Qiao Fanyin, and you have been my fiancΓ© since you were a child, and now you are my husband!" I don't want you to mention the names of other women. ”

The man's eyes were cold, and he said calmly, "You dare to speak to me like this!" ”

Qiao Fanyin looked impatient, and he didn't have any strength, and roared at Qiao Jinyan, "Qiao Jinyan, you are endless, don't I just give you a stick, are you going to torture me like this!"

If you are pretending to be stupid and come to take revenge on me, I apologize to you, I was wrong, okay! ”

A cold light flashed in the corner of the man's eyes, and his face was gloomy and terrifying.

Stretched out his hand to clasp Qiao Fanyin's neck, and his thin cool lips slowly opened: "I'm not what you said Qiao Jinyan, you heard my name, Han Jin Yan." ”

The man's voice was like Shura coming out of hell, low and hoarse.

Clasped Qiao Fanyin's white neck and grabbed it little by little, "If you dare to speak to me like this, you should be damned!" ”

Qiao Fanyin felt that the air was weak little by little, her face was pale, and she bit the inside of her thin lip stubbornly and was silent.

If this was her retribution, she confessed.

The man saw Qiao Fanyin close his eyes and remain silent, with an attitude of admitting death.

Fragments of the past flashed in his mind, and a complex emotion appeared in his eyes, and he withdrew his hand.

"Next time you talk to me like this, I will never spare you."

A large amount of air rushed into his lungs, making Qiao Fanyin cough lightly.

The man's side eyes glared coldly at Qiao Fanyin, and his thin lips lightly opened: "Bathe in my wide clothes." ”

Qiao Fanyin clenched her hands in, her nails embedded in her palms.

She really wanted to punch this man.

But she couldn't beat him!

His thin lips pursed slightly, and he reached out to unbutton Qiao Jinyan's shirt one by one.

After taking off Qiao Jinyan's shirt, he put it on his arm, "Okay." ”

Qiao Jin said: "Pants." ”

Qiao Fanyin gritted her teeth, "Qiao Jinyan, don't go too far!" ”

"I said, my name is Han Jin Yan." The man's eyes were like eagle falcons staring at Qiao Fanyin and corrected.

"Take it off!"

Qiao Fanyin endured the anger in her heart, straightened her face, and reached out with her trembling hand to untie the man's belt.

When did she Qiao Fanyin suffer this humiliation!

Qiao Jinyan, you wait!

Whether you're really stupid or fake, one day, I'm going to stomp you under your feet.