On the night of the tattoo, Jiang Ruo cried all night, with a desperate and angry scream, with pain.

Wen Yuan whispered amusement in her ear like a demon: "Little Ruo'er, are you still crying after crying for so long?"

Jiang Ruo was embarrassed and indignant, his face turned crimson, and he was angry: "Shut up!"

Wen Yuan looked at her white and delicate little face, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyes were tearful, and a sense of brokenness and pure desire were mixed and intertwined, which was too beautiful to say.

A kind of amorous beauty.

It's always hard to think about bullying her heart.

Wen Yuan's eyes were dark, he kissed her lips deeply, and his sexy voice was very su: "Ruobao, good girl, you like to listen to this kind of talk." ap.

It's fun!

..

After seven days in the princess's mansion, under Jiang Ruo's pleas, Wen Yuan was finally willing to take her out to breathe fresh air.

This is her first time in Myanmar and Vietnam, and everything she sees is unfamiliar when she walks on the road.

The tattoos on her body have healed, and the tools Wen Yuan uses are the best, and the hands are also very light, and they don't hurt much, it's just...

The location is awkward.

Ankle lines are normal.

What's not normal is...

pp has the original word!

This made Jiang Ruo extremely angry when he thought about it, and a wave of shame and anger surged into his heart, and he wanted to kill Wen Yuan.

Huo Jinting, Pei Hanlou, and Wen Yuan, each one is more heartbroken than the other!

She regretted it a hundred times, why did she provoke them in the first place?

When she was in the Baishan Courtyard before, Huo Jinting was right, any one of these men she provoked could kill her.

Her strength was too small to fight them, but if they were ruthless, she would have died a long time ago.

Compared with China, the economy of Myanmar and Vietnam is relatively backward and not so prosperous, and there are street vendors on both sides of the road shouting business.

Jiang Ruo sat in the car, the window was rolled down, and there was a hot warm breeze in front of him, a smell of midsummer, and a thin layer of mist was steaming up on the road.

The afternoon sun is shining, and the lush emerald green leaves cut the dazzling sunlight into shiny pieces and spread them on passers-by one by one.

Jiang Ruo was wearing the blue diamond ring that she had thrown away before on her ring finger, and Wen Yuan put the wedding ring of the two back on her hand, and now, the sun was shining brightly, and it was shining brilliantly.

"Wen Yuan, where do you want to take me again?" Jiang Ruo asked angrily.

Hearing this, Wen Yuan took her into his arms and let her sit on his lap, his slender fingers slowly roamed to her hips, deliberately stopping.

There are his original words there.

She is his possession!

Wen Yuan kissed Jiang Ruofen's earlobe, and raised his eyebrows wickedly, "Take you to play an exciting game."

..

Passing through the downtown area, the vehicle stopped straight in front of a skydiving club.

The driver opened the car door, and the two got out of the car one after another.

The bright sunlight sprinkled on the two of them became the most beautiful scenery on this street.

The two of them have good looks, how to wear clothes and how to look good.

Wen Yuan's upper body was a gray black shirt, the hem of the lower shirt was tucked into black pants, and the top two buttons of the shirt were always open casually, revealing his tattoos and the dark red necklace around his neck.

Jiang Ruo wore a gray-blue suspender dress, which hung straight down to her ankles, but it did not cover the pinyin of yuan.

The tattoo on her ankle is to make outsiders feel that she loves him, so that her love will be as public as his, and his mark will be marked, so that other men will not dare to touch her again.

And on PP, it's...

A little love between husband and wife.

It's his possessiveness and desire to control that's at work.

Every time he saw that original word, he would feel extremely satisfied, and he would feel that she would always belong to him alone.

will always be his wife alone.

Wen Yuan hugged Jiang Ruo's waist

to enter the club together.

Under Wen Yuan's orders, the two got on a helicopter together.

So far, Jiang Ruo still hasn't figured out what Wen Yuan wants to take her for?

High in the sky, there are thin, feather-like cirrus clouds, which have a sense of déjà vu at your fingertips.

The sound of the propeller running at a rapid pace mixed with the sound of the wind was extremely loud and piercing, and it lingered in my ears for a long time.

Suddenly, a falcon flew by, and with its fierce wings and loud whistles, it roamed the vast territory majestically.

Like Wen Yuan, who rules this war-torn region, he is the undoubted king.

Wen Yuan began to tie equipment ropes around Jiang Ruo's body.

"Wen Yuan, what the hell are you going to do?" Jiang Ruo was puzzled.

After tying Jiang Ruo, Wen Yuan tied it to himself again, and the two were firmly tied together, so tight that it was difficult to separate.

Wen Yuanfeng said lightly, "Have you ever played skydiving?"

"Have you ever felt the feeling of jumping down from a height of 3,000 meters?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ruo was stunned and stunned.

She stared at Wen Yuan's handsome face, and the more she looked at him, the more she felt that he was a demon, and her lips moved slightly: "Crazy!"

It's 3,000 meters in the air, and an accident can make her fall into a pulp!

If this falls to the ground, it will be unrecognizable to even my own mother.

Wen Yuan's face was gloomy and cold, "Yes, I'm crazy, I want to die with you!"

It's only three thousand meters, he's tried five thousand meters before, and it's fine.

However, Jiang Ruo's physique was weak, so he didn't dare to take her to play too exciting.

He had also played bungee jumping before.

However, the highest height of bungee jumping is only more than 60 meters, and it is more exciting to skydive.

Compared to Jiang Ruo not loving him, jumping down at a height of seven thousand meters is nothing more than that.

Wen Yuan gently stroked Jiang Ruo's delicate cheeks and comforted her: "Xiao Ruo'er, don't be afraid, how could I be willing to let you die, even if I die, I have to accompany you."

Life is the same, death is the same hole.

Still, he won't die so easily, at least not in the next few years.

He will live past thirty, at least thirty.

In two years he will be thirty, and he must have a child before he is thirty!

"Wen Yuan!"

Jiang Ruo's voice was instantly drowned in the whistling wind.

She was firmly tied to Wen Yuan's arms, and the two jumped out of the helicopter together.

In fear, Jiang Ruo suddenly closed her eyes, and her ears were full of whirring winds, which made her overwhelmed, and her heart seemed to be violently breaking through the blockade of flesh and skin in the next second, and it was pounding, from her chest to her brain.

This is the first time she has done this dangerous high-altitude extreme sport.

It's so exciting.

Wen Yuan is so crazy, there is nothing he can't do!

After descending to a certain height, Wen Yuan opened the parachute, and his red lips kissed Jiang Ruofan's earlobe.

He hugged her tightly with both hands and hugged her into his arms, "Little Ruo'er, is it exciting?"

Jiang Ruo was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

At an altitude of 3,000 meters, the people on the ground are like ants.

With the rapid decline, the crowd is gradually enlarged.

Although it was exciting, she didn't like such extreme sports.

Wen Yuan and Wen Huai are completely people from two worlds.

One loves to seek excitement, and the other pursues calm and comfort.

It doesn't make sense for Wen Yuan to be crazy, but Wen Huai still has a trace of bottom line.

After getting off the helicopter, Jiang Ruo's legs were soft and trembling.

"Xiao Ruo'er, are you scared?"