Nine Lord Palm Heart Little Sweet Wife

"Mu Qianqian, you are courting death!" Ye An gritted his teeth.

"Yes," Mu Qianqian nodded, "but you have thought about it, can you beat me?"

Ye An hesitated.

In the past, she would definitely be very disdainful, just clean up Mu Qianqian.

But now, when Mu Qianqian pinched her wrist just now, she couldn't move at all. Ye An didn't dare to know her strength.

"Don't dare to do anything," Mu Qianqian laughed immediately, Ye An turned out to be a coward, "Very well, you'd better sit obediently."

"You..." Ye An couldn't say a word for a long time.

After all, her character is a typical bullying and fearing the tough. Now that Mu Qianqian is strong, she dare not do anything.

"Don't be angry," Mu Qianqian casually turned to Ye An's stomach, "It's not good for a pregnant woman to be too angry."

Ye An was completely scared by Mu Qianqian's look.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his lower abdomen, "Mu Qianqian, why are you so vicious!"

"I'm vicious?" Mu Qianqian seemed to have heard some joke, "If I slap you, I'm vicious. Then the things you and your mother have done for so many years are heinous."

"I..." Ye An bit his lower lip, unable to answer Mu Qianqian's words.

"It's not heinous," Mu Qianqian tilted her head and thought for a while, "It should be going to the [-]th floor of hell. I remember that your mother believes in Buddhism. Even though it's a hypocrisy, she probably cares about it."

"Mu Qianqian, you..."

"What about me?" Mu Qianqian's eyes fell on Ye An's face, "What I said is just telling the truth, if you are afraid, you can tell me loudly, maybe I can think about not continuing to expose you."

"You're dreaming!" Ye An stared at her fiercely, the pain on his face reminded himself that he had just been slapped by this woman.

Furious, Ye An suddenly rushed in front of Mu Qianqian, stretched out his hand and grabbed Mu Qianqian's arm, "Let you hit me, let you dare to hit me! You bitch! Bitch!"

Ye An grabbed Mu Qianqian indiscriminately like crazy, and pinched hard when he grabbed a little bit.

Because her movement was too sudden, Mu Qianqian didn't react for a moment before Ye An's fingernail cut her arm.

"Hiss," Mu Qianqian gasped, her arm was tightly strangled by this crazy woman.

"Ye An, you're sick!" Mu Qianqian had never fought before, and she was with Zhang Tongtong before, so Zhang Tongtong reacted much faster than herself when something happened.

But it doesn't mean Mu Qianqian doesn't know how to do it.

In the next moment, Mu Qianqian fought back.

One hand grabbed Ye An's wrist and twisted it outward. Hearing the sound of twisting, Ye An's painful body tilted.

Mu Qianqian grabbed her other hand, and Ye Anjiu was a little further away from her outside.

"Mu Qianqian, let me go!" Ye An roared angrily.

"I'm not a fool," Mu Qianqian raised the corner of her mouth, "I'm not interested in letting you go and fighting with you."

Ye An might be really crazy, because Mu Qianqian held his hand, but enduring the pain, he pulled it hard, and it was pulled away.

Another round of frantic kicking and pinching.

In order to prevent Mu Qianqian from catching him again, Ye An kept shaking his whole body.

Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were fixed on Mu Qianqian, and she was still muttering, "Kill you, I will definitely kill you!"

At first, Mu Qianqian backed away from Ye An's hand. Her nails were too long and sharp, and her arm was scratched in several places.

But retreating to the door, there is no way to retreat.

Mu Qianqian dodged to the side, and Ye An bumped into the door.

Very loud, bang.

"Pfft..." Mu Qianqian smiled, "Look, you bumped into it yourself, enjoy yourself."

Ye An was dizzy, and before he was about to fall to the ground, he grabbed Mu Qianqian's hand and pulled.

Both of them fell down, and Mu Qianqian's head hit the chair next to the door.

Feeling dizzy for a while, Mu Qianqian didn't even have the strength to support herself first.

However, Ye An didn't seem to know the pain, and he was still pinching himself.

Mu Qianqian frowned, and pressed her temple with one hand, "Ye An, you really..."

Before she finished speaking, there was a warm feeling on her forehead, and when she raised her hand to touch it, Mu Qianqian felt helpless.

What a crazy woman, disfigured.

"Hahahahaha..." Ye An laughed loudly, "I'm having a hard time, so don't even think about it, Mu Qianqian, you're in pain, right? Jun Jiuyan won't want you if you lose your appearance, I think you'll be fine." Se."

"Everyone praises you for being well engaged, so why should you be happy? This should be mine! Mine!"

Ye An glared at Mu Qianqian viciously, "You should be a broken shoe that no one wants, why should I bear everything you should bear now, Mu Qianqian, you should die!"

"It's you who deserve to die!"

Unexpectedly, the first person to come was Zhang Tongtong.

Mu Qianqian was so dizzy that she didn't even have the strength to speak, but she was surprised that her sister stepped into the door in two steps, and came over in a flash.

"You dead woman," Zhang Tongtong spat, and immediately grabbed Ye An's neckline and lifted it up, "If my mother is not here, you will die as an old mother, and my sisters dare to do it, so they can't kill you!"

"Tongtong, you..." Mu Qianqian shook her head, trying to wake herself up, but there were double images in front of her eyes, probably because of her knocking on the head.

"My people dare to move."

Although the voice came in later than Zhang Tongtong's, it was obvious that Zhang Tongtong's momentum was incomparable.

There is light behind Jun Jiuyan, and his long figure is so beautiful that he has an astonishingly enchanting appearance, but his face is very cold.

The long legs came over in two steps, and he stretched out his hand directly, "Qianqian."

"Don't," Mu Qianqian breathed a little weakly, "I may have hurt my head, so don't touch me, for fear of causing secondary damage."

"I won't move you," Jun Jiuyan pursed her thin lips, lowering her voice, "I'm late."

The little guy was bleeding from his forehead, and his expression was very distracted.

Jun Jiuyan's heart throbbed violently, and he didn't know what was going on.

Subconsciously, she stretched out her hand, and gently moved her fingertips towards Mu Qianqian's forehead.

Such a clean freak wanted to wipe the blood for Mu Qianqian. His white shirt was torn off by himself without any hesitation, "I still want to hug you, because I'm afraid you might dislike it. The shirt is new."

What a delicate and gentle person.

Mu Qianqian's eyes were red all of a sudden. Although her head hurt a lot, she didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

She pursed her lips, "Jun Jiuyan, I'm in so much pain, why did you come here?"

"I'm sorry," Jun Jiuyan's hands trembled in the cautious voice, "It's my problem, there will be no next time."

One hand wiped Mu Qianqian's blood, and the other hand wiped her tears.

Jun Jiuyan has never been so soft.