Chapter Twenty-Six: The Madness of Losing Reason
Leng Ziyu's eyes wanted to kill, bloodthirsty and brutal, as if he could destroy Jian Antong in front of him at any time.
Jian Antong was also frightened, she was going to mock, but now she didn't dare to gasp loudly, she could only look at this man quietly, and subconsciously planned to tell the truth.
She felt safer to tell the truth, and there really wasn't any need to annoy a madman.
"Actually, I ...... Uh-huh......"
Before she could say anything, her soft lips were sealed in an instant, and all confessions were replaced by surprise, and the strange and wild aura hit in an instant, taking away all her breath.
Jian Antong completely forgot to resist, and could only let this man control herself tightly, the strange feeling made her thoughts slowly pull back, as if someone had kissed herself so crazy.
It was Lu Shaoan, the man who ruined himself. The man who ruined everything for himself.
Jian Antong angrily pushed away the cold Ziyu in front of him, raised his hand fiercely and slapped the man, his eyes bloodthirsty, "Smack!" ”
This slap also pulled Leng Ziyu back to his senses, he was really crazy just now, so he had a feeling that he shouldn't have for this woman, so crazy, and even addicted.
This feeling made Jian Antong's slap quickly dissipate.
"Jian Antong, you are so bold."
Leng Ziyu pinched her chin angrily, very hard, almost trying to crush this woman.
"Leng Ziyu, your current identity is your sister-in-law, you treat me like this, slapping you is light." Jian Antong was not to be outdone, anyway, this man had already planned to exchange with Leng Zimo.
So what else is she afraid of?
After a short press conference, this man had nothing to do with him, and they had nothing to do with him.
Leng Ziyu didn't speak, but his expression was cold, Tie Qing was terrible, just staring at the woman in front of him, looking at her proud and unwilling expression, his heart became more and more angry.
"So hopefully to become Leng Zimo's wife?"
"Of course, Leng Zimo is more suitable for me than you. I feel that we get along well in the bedroom, we already know each other very well, I feel that we are completely compatible, God has given us a chance, no, it is you who have given us a chance, I naturally want to cherish it! ”
Jian Antong's every word was loud and vibrating.
The expression, as if all this was proud, very proud, not the slightest bit of discomfort, pain.
This woman's attitude finally made Leng Ziyu angry and wanted to destroy, angrily hugged her little waist, stepped forward, the two of them clinged to each other, but what broke out was not a spark of love, but confrontation, strong confrontation and demonstration.
Jian Antong didn't show weakness at all, she hated the man who treated him like this just now, this man was not qualified, why did he humiliate himself so much?
The more she thought about it, the more her eyes turned red.
"Jian Antong, I will let you know who is your real husband!"
"What, you're not going to change it?"
Laughing sarcastically, Jian Antong looked at Leng Ziyu's ridiculous possessiveness, and became more and more disdainful, these men have always been like this, thinking that women should be their accessories, they should be obedient, and they should be next to each other.
Even if they don't love a woman, as long as they are their women for a day, then they should be chaste for them for the rest of their lives.
Why!
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