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

"Xiao Jing!" Yu Huan's tears fell down, An Xiaojing never thought that such a carefree girl would be so emotional.

"It's okay, Huanluo, there must be some misunderstanding." An Xiaojing patted Yu Huanluo's shoulder.

But this matter has always been in Yu Huanluo's heart. An Xiaojing accompanied her to the bar and drank a lot of wine. Finally, it was getting late, so she used Yu Huanluo's phone to call Yu Zhenhuan. Yu Zhenhuan I was very busy at first, but when I heard that something happened to my sister, I hurried over.

On An Xiaojing's shoulder was Yu Huanluo's drunken appearance. In order to prevent accidents in the bar, she supported Yu Huanluo's body and sat in front of a fountain square.At this time, a slight spring rain fell from the sky and wet An Xiaojing's hair.

But when Yu Zhenhuan saw this scene, it was deeply branded in his heart. For the rest of his life, he could always recall An Xiaojing's serious and careful way of taking care of the drunk Yu Huanluo.

Yu Huanluo kept throwing up, and An Xiaojing wiped it off for her over and over again, and didn't find it troublesome at all.

At that moment, something grew in Yu Zhenhuan's heart.

"Why did she drink so much?" Approaching An Xiaojing, seeing her thin shoulders still supporting Yu Huanluo, Yu Zhenhuan felt distressed in his heart, and quickly hugged Yu Huanluo from An Xiaojing's body over here.

"She's in a bad mood, so don't blame her. Anyway, it's understandable to let your mood go wild once in a while." An Xiaojing was afraid that Yu Zhenhuan would teach Yu Huanluo a lesson when she returned home.

"Then I'll take you home first!" Yu Zhenhuan looked around, there were very few people, the weather was not good, and the night was very dark. A girl like An Xiaojing was quite dangerous.

"No need, Huan Luo is like this now, you should take care of her first, I'll just take a taxi myself!" An Xiaojing smiled, trying to resolve the previous embarrassment.

"Okay!" Yu Zhenhuan responded simply, and then put Yu Huanluo in the car.

And his eyes kept looking at An Xiaojing, and he didn't start the engine until she got into the taxi.

His mood was complicated, he clearly wanted to send that woman back by himself just now, and even seeing An Xiaojing who was a little alone, Yu Zhenhuan had the urge to take her back to his home.

The hand holding the steering wheel became tighter and tighter.

Before An Xiaojing arrived at the villa, she saw the brightly lit scene.

"Where did you go?" Leng Yichen's voice was icy cold.

An Xiaojing knew that he could not understand her.

But since the relationship between the two is bad, wouldn't it be nice not to talk to anyone?

"Sister, you came back late today, I'm really, really worried!"

"You're enough, are you really worried about me, or are you poking fun at me for Leng Yichen when I'm not around?"

"Sister! You!"

"May I ask you something? Where did you go today? Eh? I'm going to seduce someone again!" Leng Yichen suddenly stood up and threw An Xiaojing's phone to the ground.

"Are you crazy Leng Yichen?" An Xiaojing felt puzzled, but also very angry.

When bending over to pick up the phone, Leng Yichen stepped forward and stepped hard on An Xiaojing's phone.

An Xiaojing raised her eyes, instead of picking up her phone, she straightened her body and faced Leng Yichen.

"Want to know where I went? I went to Shangguan's restaurant, and then to the bar..."

"Bitch!" Leng Yichen used all his strength on the phone, and then heard a crash, and the screen of the phone was crushed under Leng Yichen's feet.

"Yu Zhenhuan, Leng Chenxi, Nangong Han! I'm curious that they all love to talk to you, and now you won't let go of even Shangguan Qing. Tell me, how did you seduce those men?" After finishing speaking, he alone Kicked away the mobile phone with some shattered screens.

"Leng Yichen, are the things in your mind so nasty? Do you think I'm the same as you? You can be in heat if you bring a woman everywhere?" An Xiaojing wasn't afraid of him at all. Yichen was in despair.

There is something wrong with this person's psychology.

"I still want to quibble, Xi Ya, show her the photo!"

An Xiya quickly took out her mobile phone, then faltered and said in a playful manner.

"Yichen, this photo is very blurry, it's impossible to tell who is in the photo!"

And Leng Yichen didn't speak at all, and directly snatched An Xiya's mobile phone from her hand, there were photos taken by An Xiya on it.

Only then did An Xiaojing see that in the aesthetics class yesterday, a photo of herself and Shangguanqing acting as an ancient couple was turned up.

"Now, let me see what you have to quibble about."

Leng Yichen directly smashed An Xiya's cell phone on An Xiaojing's face, and the latter didn't even have time to dodge.

An Xiaojing only felt severe pain on her face, as if she had been hit hard on her face by a hammer, her entire cheeks and teeth and joints were in severe pain.

"I really don't know why you have this photo, but it's just a class assignment. If you don't believe it, you can ask Shangguan Qing."

"How dare you mention him!" Leng Yichen scolded fiercely.

"Leng Yichen, you are more annoying now than before. If you really don't like me so much, you can divorce me!" An Xiaojing sneered, enduring the scene of Leng Yichen hurting her just now. pain.

"Since Young Master Leng hates me so much, why not never see the truth of my coming!"

"You think beautifully, Leng Yichen is ashamed of me, a bitch who is still hooking up with others outside, it's too cheap for you to get out! From today on, you will directly move to the warehouse for me, a bitch like you, Not fit to live in a bedroom!"

After finishing speaking, Leng Yichen directly called Uncle Lin to come out.

"Uncle Lin, I will do all the dirty and tiring work at home for this woman. She will not be able to step out of this house without my permission in the future. I don't need to go to that broken school. The bitch doesn't need to study, she wants to set up a memorial archway." Is it?"

"You are not human!" An Xiaojing was furious when she heard Leng Yichen scolding herself so shamelessly, she picked up what she could get from the place within her reach.Then it ruthlessly threw it on Leng Yichen.

Anyway, she doesn't care about these so-called images anymore, she was originally a wicked woman in his heart.

An Xiaojing's movements were a little crazy, and she threw a fruit knife at Leng Yichen even with a fruit knife in her hand.

An Xiaojing's knife suddenly cut a light red bloodstain on Junmei's neck.

Leng Yichen seemed to feel the moisture of his neck, touched it lightly with his hand, and then put on a perverted smile on the corner of his mouth: "Is this your greatest ability? Slut."

"Yichen, your neck, woohoo, you can't have an accident, Yichen!" An Xiya was on the side, she didn't know if she was really nervous or just pretending, seeing that Leng Yichen's neck was bleeding, she was in a panic all the time.