Chapter 891

Yan Zheng and Han Bao boarded the plane at Yancheng Airport.

At the same time, Yan Zhengling drove a car to the Imperial Capital Calendar Garden.

Zhan Hanjue sat on the balcony on the second floor, looking into the distance, and when he saw Yan Zhengling's car enter his field of vision, he pushed his wheelchair and walked downstairs.

Yan Zhengling's car had just arrived at the Calendar Garden, and before she could honk her horn, the gate of the Calendar Garden opened for her.

After parking the car in the surface parking lot, she dragged her tired body towards the gate of the villa.

Zhan Hanjue sat at the door and waited for her, and when he saw her, his eyes stayed on her thin and pale face for a moment, and his heart couldn't help but throb again.

This girl's life looks very bad.

"What are you doing?" The Battle Chill Lord asked in a deep voice.

Yan Zhengling's face froze, and he said, "Master Zhan, our relationship is nothing other than a contract lover. Zhan Ye called me here, and I can't think of anything else except to do this. ”

With that, she walked over to him.

"Come in."

He turned his wheelchair, and Yan Zhengling followed him and walked inside.

She unbuttoned her clothes as she walked, and when Zhan Hanjue turned around, she saw the clothes scattered on the ground, and an unbearable flame appeared in his eagle eyes.

Zhan Hanjue only felt as if his heart had been hollowed out by something, and even his breathing felt heavy.

"Yan Zhengling, go take a bath." He commanded.

Yan Zhengling hugged her clothes, went upstairs, and entered the bathroom.

"Put it on." He was furious.

Yan Zhengling said expressionlessly: "Master Zhan, you can think about it." If I put on my clothes, I'll leave the calendar garden right away. Her tone was very decisive.

There was no temperature in her eyes, and her expression was very empty when she looked at Zhan Hanjue.

The indifference in her eyes and the slander in her words froze him all over his body like ice.

The Lord of War was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

He adjusted his mood for a long time before slowly going upstairs.

The Battle Lord let out a heavy sigh. There was a huge helplessness in his eyes.

He called her today, just to have the doctor examine her.

He also thought that when they met, it would be an atmosphere of arrows and crossbows. But he still underestimated her ability to be a demon.

Zhan Han Jue smiled helplessly. "Okay."

He suddenly pulled her into his arms. fell on the bed, his hands restrained her, "Yan Zhengling, this is what you brought on yourself." ”

He was like a beast that had been shut down for a thousand years and was released, just like a demon that had been sealed for a thousand years, once it was unsealed, he was like a flood beast, so crazy that Yan Zhengling felt frightened.

He went to the bedroom and waited for her to come out.

Soon the bathroom door opened, and Zhan Hanjue pulled back those melancholy thoughts, and she pressed it on his back, "Zhan Ye, you can start." ”

It's like doing a task, there is a beginning and an end, and the song ends with people scattering.

Took the initiative to come to the door and was insulted by him......

Her tears couldn't help but flow down her face.

Her pregnant body was very weak, and after a few times she was so weak that she became drowsy.

She stared at the ceiling with her eyes glazed.

His words come to mind: Men can separate love from sex.

She suddenly felt like she was too fucking cheap.

When Yan Zhengling was half-asleep and half-awake, he handed her the water cup, and she was unguarded and drank all the water in the water cup.

The Lord of War held her tightly.

After a long time, he got up, found a white pill, and poured her a glass of water. Put it at the head of the bed.

At last she fell asleep in his arms.

She was so thirsty.

Then she fell into a deep sleep.