"Oh yes, one more time."

Jiang Ruo's originally dark vision cleared up little by little, and she reached out and grabbed Zhou Qihe's sleeve to prevent him from continuing to provoke Huo Jinting, an exploding volcano.

"Zhou Qihe, don't say it!"

"You took her to a business banquet and left her there, I went to pick her up, and we slept together that night."

Zhou Qihe lifted his eyelids and looked directly at Huo Jinting, and said word by word: "Lying on a bed, I will hold her."

What will be done later, it goes without saying.

Hearing this, Huo Jinting pressed his feet, stepped on Zhou Qihe's shoulders more and more, and pressed him against the wall.

Huo Jinting's eyes were so angry that he clenched his back molars and nodded repeatedly, "Very good!"

One cuckolded him, the other betrayed him.

Zhou Qihe pushed Huo Jinting away with all his strength and struggled to get up, "I have been with Jiang Ruo for two years, and I have done many things that only couples do, and I have many good memories."

"How long have you been with her? It's just a year, you use her as a stand-in for Shen Ying, and you have no love at all as a lover in the ground."

"I love her, and she loves me!"

The more Zhou Qihe talked, the more angry he became, regardless of the pain, he stood up straight, raised his hand and grabbed Huo Jinting's collar, and roared angrily: "I didn't betray you, she originally belonged to me!"

"It was yours?" Huo Jinting's broken face was furious, and his voice was extremely cold, with a little ridicule.

Huo Jinting is taller than Zhou Qihe, he has received militarized training since he was a child, and his physical fitness far surpasses that of Zhou Qi and this pampered young master.

As soon as he made a move, Zhou Qihe couldn't parry.

One punch, two punches.

Zhou Qihe was beaten and had no power to fight back, so he took these two punches hard, retreated step by step, and fell to the edge of the dining table.

Huo Jinting kicked him again, and he was forced to slide and fall to his knees.

Jiang Ruo approached him, and there was a slight worry in his sweet voice: "Zhou Qi and?"

She really didn't expect Huo Jinting to be so angry, and even Zhou Qi and this good brother didn't let go and did something to him.

Jiang Ruo couldn't help but worry about his fate, it would only be worse than Zhou Qihe!

Zhou Qihe raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, and held Jiang Ruo's hand firmly with his other hand, telling her not to worry. ap.

Such a small action fell into Huo Jinting's eyes, and it became more and more ironclad evidence that the two were cheating!

"What a pair of bitter mandarin ducks." Huo Jinting tugged at his thin lips and sneered coldly, "I broke you up."

Zhou Qi pleaded humbly with his voice: "Brother Ting, I never asked you for anything, just her, let it be for me."

"You have Shen Ying, you don't love Jiang Ruo."

"I beg you, just give it to me!" It was the first time for Zhou Qihe to ask for someone so humblely.

Huo Jinting squatted down and used his fingers to exert force, pulled Jiang Ruo's curly hair hard, forced her to raise her head, and asked sharply, "Say, who do you love?"

"Who do you want to be with?"

Jiang Ruo felt the man's condescending breath spraying on her face, her beautiful face was pale with fright at this moment, and the crystal tears swirled in her eyes, wet, making people want to bully even more.

She sniffed, but there was still a thick nasal voice, and she trembled and said, "Third Master."

"I love the third master and want to be with the third master."

Huo Jinting's expression was like a wild beast that had gone crazy out of control, staring at Jiang Ruo fiercely.

Jiang Ruo could clearly perceive that if she chose Zhou Qihe, she was afraid that Huo Jinting would kill her directly here.

Zhou Qihe's expression changed suddenly, the light between his eyes dimmed, Jiang Ruo's words undoubtedly pierced his heart, bloody, dripping blood.

"Little Ruoruo, you love me!"

"See?" Huo Jinting let go of the hand that was holding Jiang Ruo's hair, and then grabbed her chin, extremely demeaning: "This is her, she can bend and stretch, left and right."

Jiang Ruo shook his head, with tears in his eyes, crying softly, desperately trying to please him: "No, I love the third master, I really love the third master."

Facing the anger of the present

Huo Jinting below, Jiang Ruo was extremely scared, as long as she didn't kill her, what if she saw the wind and rudder?

Huo Jinting snorted indifferently, shook off her face fiercely, and glanced to the side unintentionally.

Because of the fight, Zhou Qihe's mobile phone fell to the ground, not far away, silently shining.

Huo Jinting didn't have the habit of checking other people's mobile phones, but this time, it was the mobile phone that appeared in front of him first.

I saw that the background of the chat on it was—

Jiang Ruo's sleeping photo!

Her eyes were closed, her thick curly eyelashes drooped, and her fair and delicate face was so demure and serene.

The tip of the small nose is faintly shiny.

The environment in the photo is extremely unfamiliar, not like it was taken recently, it should have been taken when the two were still together.

The angle is Zhou Qi and candid photography.

Huo Jinting took the mobile phone, and the page stayed on the chat history between Zhou Qi and Jiang Ruo.

Zhou Qi and Jiang Ruoming's remarks - [Ruoruo's wife].

The chat records of the two "can't bear to look at each other" and "talk sweetly".

For more than two months, we have been in touch!

Huo Jinting's finger joints were white, his muscles were stacked, he clenched his mobile phone tightly, and his tone was indescribably strange: "Wife?"

Somehow, Huo Jinting's ghost almost clicked on the photo album.

"Don't order!" Seeing this, Zhou Qihe wanted to stop it.

This point made Huo Jinting more and more angry.

Intimate video after video, the kind of candid meeting.

The sound is played out.

Jiang Ruo was instantly shocked, dilated his pupils and looked at Zhou Qihe, that look seemed to be saying when did you record it?

She didn't understand, do all men have this fetish?

Huo Jinting likes to do the same.

Zhou Qihe looked aggrieved and explained, "I always have some comfort when you leave for a year."

He didn't touch a woman for a year, how could he survive without this little thing?

Huo Jinting frowned fiercely, roared violently, raised his hand and slapped Jiang Ruo directly.

He then grabbed her neck fiercely, glared angrily, and gritted his teeth and said, "***!"

Jiang Ruo's eyes were covered with a white mist, his expression was dazed, his face was red, he was panting weakly, and his hair that was originally tied was already messy.

"Xiao Ruoruo, does it hurt?"

Zhou Qi and the distressed Jiang Ruo were beaten, but they couldn't fight Huo Jinting, and raised their hands to rub her blushing face.

"Brother North?" Jiang Ruo suddenly called softly.

Qin Bei twisted the Buddha beads and leaned against the door calmly, as if he had been watching the excitement for a long time.

Qin Bei walked into the house, his translucent eyes glanced at Jiang Ruo indifferently, and his voice was extremely clear: "The third master is so angry?"

Jiang Ruo saw Qin Bei as if he had seen a savior, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to him, calling him in a sweet and soft voice: "Brother Bei."

Qin Bei walked straight to the sofa and sat down, his long legs overlapped together, supporting his head with one hand, and looking at the three of them with a leisurely expression.

He seemed to be an outsider, and everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him, and he sighed, "It seems that Young Master Zhou's birthday can't be celebrated."

Huo Jinting grabbed Jiang Ruo's neck, pulled her up from the ground, and threw her at Qin Bei's feet mercilessly.

His voice was extremely cold: "I seduced three men before and after."

"Come, let me see, how good are you to satisfy three men, and you can't play with your body?"