Chapter 968

After Zhan Hanjue drank the clear porridge, Yan Zhengling threw the disposable dishes and chopsticks into the trash. Then he sat down in front of him, and his eyes became a little cute at the moment, as if he was looking at his pet.

"You have a bad stomach. In the future, remember to eat on time and on time. Don't overeat. She admonished.

Lord Zhan Han glared at her unappreciatively.

Maybe he was worried about the grass and frowned.

Yan Zhengling suddenly reached out and touched his brow, and said gently, "Do you have something on your mind?" ”

Zhan Hanjue's poisonous tongue was beaten and said, "If you stay away from me, I won't have anything to worry about." ”

Yan Zhengling: "......"

"Where I'm not good, I'll change it." She gritted her teeth, but forced a smile.

Yan Zhengling raised his hand angrily......

"You just owe a beating?" She grinded her teeth in anger.

Zhan Han Jue looked at her thick layer of honey oil, and was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.

"Then you can go back to the womb and rebuild it." He said viciously.

Yan Zhengling walked out of the door suddenly.

Zhan Hanjue suddenly stopped her, "Miss Yan......"

Zhan Hanjue looked at her hand, thinking that he couldn't escape her slap. never thought that Yan Zhengling was bluffing, and finally hung down with hatred.

Gritting his teeth, he said suddenly: "You just rely on me to spoil you, so you are so rude to me." ”

Zhan Hanjue's face was as if he was constipated, and his thin and charming lips were lifted. But he wanted to stop talking.

Yan Zhengling turned back, "Something to ask me?" Her voice was soft, mixed with a hint of worry, and there was no trace of superiority at all.

Yan Zhengling's face was distorted with anger, but when she heard his voice suddenly soften, she immediately smiled.

"Do what?" She turned her head and smiled brightly.

It's no wonder that this female devil didn't take the opportunity to humiliate him.

Yan Zhengling looked at him with a solemn expression. Suddenly, the situation was serious. "You say."

Zhan Hanjue didn't know why, he never had the word "begging" in the dictionary, and the ghost sent God: "Can you do me a favor?" ”

After saying this, I regretted that my intestines were blue.

Yan Zhengling's face became more and more ugly, and he even called other women his wife. Her vinegar jar was knocked down, and her heart was sour.

Seeing that her face was not good, the Lord of War Chill stopped following.

Zhan Hanjue stared at her blankly, the worry in her eyes that made all his worries disappear.

"I have a brother at home who was paralyzed in a car accident, and today my wife called and said that he is not doing well and I want to transfer him to Media Asia Hospital......"

"Give me the address, and I'll arrange for an ambulance to pick you up immediately." Yan Zhengling said.

Yan Zheng came back to his senses suddenly, now is not the time to be jealous.

"I'm sorry." He felt that the request had embarrassed her.

The Battle Chill Lord was stunned.

She was so decisive and simply to save people?

No humiliation, no quid pro quo?