Prisoner's wife's pet: European-style president's domineering love

After dinner, Mu Xiaoyan started to pack her things. She glanced at the window, thinking again in her mind whether or not Huangfu Xijue would come tonight, anyway, he couldn't let him in today anyway.

Thinking of this, Mu Xiaoyan scattered some shards of glass outside the window sill.

Facing the pitch-black window, Mu Xiaoyan stuck out her tongue and made a grimace: "Hmph, let's see how you got in!"

She continued to turn around and pack up the things she was going to take away. It didn't take long before there was movement outside the window. It was a man moaning in pain, but the sound was not loud, followed by the sound of something falling.

Mu Xiaoyan put down her clothes and hurried over, shedding tears anxiously on the way, that smelly man wouldn't really fall, right?She put the glass on the window sill just to prevent him from disturbing her, but she had absolutely no intention of harming him.

"Huangfu Xijue, don't die!" Mu Xiaoyan ran past the window and looked out of the window with a dazed expression on her face. It was dark outside except for the street lamps and residential lights in the distance.

Huangfu Xijue fell down, what should she do?

As if being frozen by the old man of time, she froze in place for five seconds, and the panic filtered by the brain instantly lingered in her mind as if she had been cast with a speed-up cycle spell.

Huangfu Xijue died, and she was killed by mistake like this. She will never see him again, and the child will never have a father,

……

Just when she was desperate, a blood-stained hand stretched out on the balcony, and a relaxed smile immediately overflowed her face, as long as he is fine.

She was still rejoicing at the fact that Huangfu Xijue didn't fall to his death, but she was entangled with the previous problem again, and she made up her mind that she would not let him in again today no matter what.

Huangfu Xijue's hands were clasped on the window sill, and his huge body was carried in that narrow place. His blood-stained hands slapped on the glass window, leaving red marks on the clean and transparent glass.

"Mu Xiaoyan, open the door for me...open the window, open the window." He was already annoyed enough that the shards of glass on the back of his hand were punctured. See her figure directly.

"Huangfu Xijue, let's go, I won't let you in today, you should give up." Knowing that his hand was injured, it would be more dangerous to stay on the window sill for a moment longer, but she told herself Be ruthless, don't let this man get in because of this little injury.

Who made him irresponsible and play her in the applause?

She also has a temper, and it is impossible for him to bully herself like that again.

"You don't mind breaking another piece of glass, do you?" Huangfu Xijue's hand was cut by a small piece of glass again, and he groaned in a low voice, suppressing the loudness.

Mu Xiaoyan glanced out of the window impatiently. The man must have been seriously injured. He already had injuries from yesterday, but today he had a new injury, which was several times worse than yesterday. The wounds were still concentrated in the palm area. Going down is more ominous...

Facing the seriously injured Huangfu Xijue, Mu Xiaoyan showed an extremely bored look, and reluctantly opened the window from the inside.

She told herself that she opened the window for him only because she was afraid that he would break the glass of her house again, and because she didn't want to bear a life...