Chapter 880

Yan Zheng looked at the highway outside, frightened. "Damn, throwing it out like this will kill you. Lord Zhan Han, can you change the way you are gentle, I beg you? ”

Ye Feng opened the window and grabbed Yan Zheng......

A huge wind and waves poured into the inner compartment of the car, and Yan Zheng's voice shouted in the wind and waves......

"Warlord, you're not a human. You can figure out this kind of—"

Knock –

There was a loud sound, and Yan Zheng was thrown to the side of the road.

There was a sharp pain all over his body, as if his bones were falling apart.

"Damn!" Yan Zheng scolded. "Lord Warlord, is your heart made of iron?"

scolded and scolded, but Yan Zheng scolded and burst into tears.

Finally, a kind driver fished him into the car.

Yancheng.

The heart of the Lord of War is made of steel, but he protects the people he loves in every way.

The Rolls-Royce walked away, and Yan Zheng watched the Rolls-Royce disappear at the intersection. He sat on the side of the highway, blowing a cold wind. Endured the pain of nearly shattering bones around his body. Wave to the vehicles heading to Yancheng.

"Are you awake?"

Yan Zhengling got up and sat down, so nervous that she hurriedly checked the clothes she was wearing. The clothes were intact, but there were blood-red scratches on the arms.

Yan Zhengling didn't know how much she had fainted, and when she woke up, she was already lying in the bedroom at home.

Yu Chengqian sat on the head of the bed and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead for her.

Yu Chengqian said, "You were stunned by the people of Zhan Hanjue, and your sister-in-law left with you on her back, probably because you were too heavy, she fell a few times." I'm going to hurt you. ”

Yan Zhengling breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Chengqian threw the washcloth into the basin and said angrily, "What are you nervous about?" You don't think I'd do that to a sick person who faints, do you? ”

Yan Zhengling asked suspiciously: "What's the matter with the scratch on my hand?" ”

Yu Chengqian panicked, "Don't cry, I'm most afraid of women crying." Okay, okay, I won't talk about it. ”

Yan Zhengling said sadly: "He wasn't like this before. ”

Yu Chengqian stared at Yan Zhengling with some hatred, "Hey, Zhan Hanjue treated you like that, do you still have to defend him like a jade?" If he had been another woman, he would have let out a few large green grasslands above his head - he would have been. ”

Yan Zhengling's tears flowed down her eyes.

"People will change, Yan Zhengling, one day, our teeth will fall out, our hair will turn gray, and our skin will wrinkle, how can you guarantee that people's hearts will not change?"

Yu Chengqian said chiselingly, "Yes, he used to have you in his heart and eyes all about you." But now that he is old, his muscles will relax, and the space inside will be larger, so he can accommodate other women? ”

Yan Zhengling looked at Yu Chengqian speechlessly, "What kind of crooked reasoning is this?" ”

Zhan Han Jue is peerless, where is he old?

A sour expression appeared on Yu Chengqian's face, and he said, "My mother told me." ”