Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

"You're welcome, this is what it should be!"

During the conversation between the two, they didn't realize that the other person was watching indifferently behind them.

An Xiaojing smiled warmly at Yu Zhenhuan.

And the person behind him has never felt this feeling.

My heart was stabbed severely.

Leng Yichen's eyes were dark.

He saw all this, and An Xiaojing kindly called Yu Zhenhuan, Zhenhuan.

His eyes were like an ice cellar, which could freeze those two people.

And An Xiaojing, because her back was facing Leng Yichen, she didn't even know that person was behind her.

"Be careful when you go back, you can call or send me a message when you arrive." An Xiaojing instructed.

"En!" After Yu Zhenhuan agreed to her, he had already looked at Leng Yichen who was standing upright not far behind.

His eyes radiated that kind of possessiveness, and also, jealousy.

At that moment, it was about to burst out.

"Master Leng?" Yu Zhenhuan looked over.

And An Xiaojing's heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cave after hearing Yu Zhenhuan's cry, and she didn't even want to turn around.

"Oh, it turned out to be Yu Shao. It seems that my wife was sent home by you today. Should I invite you to sit in the house!" Leng Yichen finally spoke, step by step towards the relationship between the two. The direction is approaching, like a demon who dominates living beings in the dark.

And his expression has long been shown to Yu Zhenhuan, how far you go, how far you get away from me.

"No, it's so late, I'd better go back first. I'll also take a look at whether Huanluo has arrived home."

Yu Zhenhuan was full of smiles, of course he understood why Yu Huanluo sent him and An Xiaojing away, and he must have gone back to look for that ring again.

"Walk slowly!" Leng Yichen didn't even bother to say another polite word.

Yu Zhenhuan glanced at An Xiaojing: "Go back early, look, Young Master Leng is waiting for you."

"En! Be careful on the road!" An Xiaojing nodded.

When the car drove away, An Xiaojing didn't look back.

"Hehe, what's the matter, can't bear it? Did you hook up with someone so soon?"

The tone was full of sarcasm, and Leng Yichen's chest was burning with anger.

Just now, those two were like lovers, saying goodbye to each other, even he didn't pay attention to them.

"Are you sick? They sent me back. What's wrong with me saying goodbye politely?" An Xiaojing turned around. When she was alone, she had the courage to face this unpredictable man.

"An Xiaojing, do you still want to refute? What did you call him just now? Zhenhuan? I heard it all!"

Leng Yichen's face was almost close to An Xiaojing's, and the anger all over his body sprayed on An Xiaojing's face.

"I've never seen you call your husband so affectionately. Tell me, isn't this a seduction?"

"You are enough, if you like to mess around, I don't care!"

An Xiaojing took a step back.

Then he intentionally avoided Leng Yichen.

Isn't it just that someone sent her home, why is this man like this?

He also placed some false charges on himself.

His thinking is really unconstrained.

"Stop!" Leng Yichen's voice was harsh enough, originally the area around the villa was relatively quiet, but his voice became even louder.

Leng Yichen hugged An Xiaojing from behind, but the strength of his arms seemed to pinch An Xiaojing to death in his arms.

"You're crazy, let go!" An Xiaojing struggled.

"Why, you don't want him to leave, but you keep trying to get rid of your husband's shackles. An Xiaojing, are you so shameless?"

"I didn't!" An Xiaojing continued to struggle.

"You just want others to love you, I can't satisfy you anymore. Is that so?" Leng Yichen continued: "Then let's try, I don't believe it, I still can't feed you enough."

He started to bite An Xiaojing's body, no matter how much An Xiaojing resisted, it was useless.

"Leng Yichen, please, please don't be here!"

"Not here? Then what did you do here with him just now!" Leng Yichen's icy breath spread over An Xiaojing.

"What can we do? We didn't do anything!" An Xiaojing's tears slowly flowed down, she just felt wronged.If Leng Yichen tortured her and beat her, then she really didn't care.

However, why does this person always think that he has done something shameful?

"Do you have to do something before you admit it, An Xiaojing, you are getting bolder now!"

Slowly, he stopped all movements in his hands.

The air became a little hot and dry.

Leng Yichen also finds it strange that other women can't arouse his interest at all, even in others, he is suspected of having a problem with that aspect, but when he meets this woman, he just touches it.All the fire in him was ignited.

"Damn it!" Leng Yichen cursed secretly, but An Xiaojing didn't dare to move now, she was really afraid that something might happen now.This is not their bedroom.

In case someone passes by here and sees something that shouldn't be seen, what will others think.

And Leng Yichen's body was tightly pressed against An Xiaojing's. At this moment, he had ten thousand thoughts to throw this woman down.

It's just that he didn't do that, didn't take any action, just waiting for the fire on his body to gradually go out.

Time passed slowly.

Leng Yichen didn't show any signs of letting go of her, so An Xiaojing still broke the silence.

"Can I go upstairs first?" The distance between the two of them was less than ten meters from the gate of the villa.

"No!" Then, Leng Yichen hugged An Xiaojing tightly, and pressed her body tightly against him.

"It's already lit, unless you extinguish it!"

An Xiaojing wanted to cry but had no tears.

This Leng Yichen is usually so cold, but when it comes to this kind of thing, he doesn't show his real image at all.

"Please, don't be here!" Before she knew it, An Xiaojing's eyes turned red, because what she felt was a shame.

Being reprimanded by this man just now, and now being tormented by him like this, everyone will feel sad.

An Xiaojing's crying was genuine.

When Leng Yichen saw that she was crying, all interest was gone.

At last.

The two quietly approached the bedroom one after the other.

An Xiaojing's clothes were messed up by Leng Yichen, so she didn't spend much time in the living room.

"From now on, you are not allowed to meet Yu Zhenhuan!"

After Leng Yichen took a shower, wrapped in a towel, he spoke to An Xiaojing.

"why?"

"Because he's a man!" Leng Yichen said angrily, "Also, why didn't you answer my call?"

At that time, he met with Chengfeng, and even turned down the date with Yu Zhenhuan, thinking that he could go home early and maybe meet that little woman.

However, her phone has never been connected.But in the end he saw Yu Zhenhuan sending her back.