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

An Xiya's eyes were full of jealousy. Now that she saw the traces of love on An Xiaojing's body, she had already given An Xiaojing hundreds of dollars in her heart.

"What's there to show off in this kind of thing? An Xiya, you and Leng Yichen are really a couple. If you have that ability, then Leng Yichen won't be able to let you go. Don't bother me!" The corner of An Xiaojing's mouth skimmed.

Every time Leng Yichen used force on herself, this made her feel overwhelmed by layers of shadows, so there was no need to show off, she wished Leng Yichen could use this ability on other women go.

"An Xiaojing, you are a slut. You don't like Leng Yichen, get out of here earlier, why are you hanging on like a rag?" An Xiya scolded fiercely.

"Do you think that I like to stay here and be tortured by the two of you all day long? An Xiya, don't open your mouth and call me a slut. You and I can't compare this word at all."

"You!" An Xi was very angry. She was threatened by Nangong Han, but now she saw An Xiaojing, a bitch, showing off the strawberries on her body in a successful manner, and she was furious.

Just when he wanted to get angry again, Leng Yichen had already returned.

"Yichen!" An Xiya's face immediately became gentle, and she became a lady image of a lady again. Seeing Leng Yichen, An Xiaojing was about to leave the scene without saying a word.

"Stop!" Leng Yichen directly saw An Xiaojing and the red plums he sprinkled on her last night.

"Ms. Leng has something to say, just talk to the beauty next to you. I'm not feeling well, so I won't bother you two flirting." An Xiaojing's attitude was extremely indifferent, and Leng Yichen looked at the man's face. Looking back, he didn't say anything for a while.

"Yi Chen!" An Xiya pressed her body against Leng Yichen's body, and pressed her face against his chest.

"Yichen, you must be very tired when you come back, right? Let me rest with you!" Such proactive words, anyone can understand what they mean.

Leng Yichen originally wanted to push her away, but An Xiya used her bandaged and burned right hand to pretend to be weak and kept screaming in pain.

Finally, Leng Yichen carried her into the room.

The light line was very dim, An Xiya grabbed Leng Yichen's hand all of a sudden, and refused to let him leave.

"Yichen, let's rest together, okay?"

"You have an injury on your hand!" Leng Yichen said ruthlessly, and the company's shares fell today, which somewhat affected his mood.

"Yichen, but, I, I want you!" An Xiya was able to say the explicit words, her hands moved very quickly, even if she was wrapped in gauze, she untied Leng Yichen in the shortest time pants.

Then, shamelessly put his face on it.

"It's not that your hand is injured, but your movements are quite powerful!" Leng Yichen suddenly sarcastically said, this woman's skillful skills are not at all like the jerky woman on the cruise ship that day.

"Me!" An Xiya's face was extremely red, but no matter how innocent her expression was, the familiarity of her body still couldn't fool Leng Yichen's eyes.

Seeing that Leng Yichen didn't respond, An Xiya planned to take the initiative to help him solve it.

"That's enough!" Leng Yichen suddenly pushed her away with an outrageously cold attitude.

"I'm very tired today, you should go to bed earlier!"

After finishing speaking, Leng Yichen went out.

In the room, only An Xiya was left. The corner of her mouth curled up in a terrible arc, and the hatred in her eyes rippled.

"An Xiaojing, it's all you bitch!"

An Xiya scolded fiercely, how much she wanted Leng Yichen to leave his exclusive mark on her, so that she could show it off in front of that bitch An Xiaojing.

However, things always backfire.

An Xiya looked at her bandaged hands, and suddenly had a very cold thought.

Leng Yichen went up to the second floor and went to another room, but he didn't bother An Xiaojing either.Since wanting her crazily last night, Leng Yichen no longer restricted An Xiaojing's freedom, nor asked her to sleep in the woodshed.

The next day, An Xiya sat in the villa and began to cry bitterly. An Xiaojing hadn't come back from school yet, but after she came back, she found that something was wrong.

"Yichen, she's back!" An Xiya lay in Leng Yichen's arms in agony, An Xiaojing still didn't know what she had done to her!

Before An Xiaojing could speak, Leng Chenxi also came in from the door.

"Brother." Leng Chenxi glanced at An Xiya and Leng Yichen. In such a scene, he really wanted to hold An Xiaojing's hand and leave gracefully, but he knew that doing so would definitely lead to another scene. Bloody.

"En!" Leng Yichen's tone returned to his previous attitude, as if the whole world owed him, and he would not give others a smile at all. An Xiaojing silently despised that person in her heart, and planned to go up go upstairs.

"Stop!" Leng Yichen suddenly ordered to An Xiaojing's back: "Didn't you see the wound on Xi Ya's hand?"

An Xiaojing still felt strange, then turned around, An Xiya finally left some souvenirs of the burn scene she directed in her room that day.

A very, very ugly scar.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to shoot the movie, and I won't be able to accept commercials either!" An Xiaojing clicked her tongue, and looked at An Xiya with extremely regretful eyes.

"What a pity, for such a beauty, if she doesn't enter the entertainment industry and make use of her expertise, it's useless!"

Leng Chenxi couldn't help laughing, but An Xiya's face was so smelly that she was about to suffocate.

"Sister, shouldn't you apologize to me? This scar was originally burned because of you!" An Xiya pointed at her scar, feeling very righteous.

"Joke, why should I pay for what you did yourself?" An Xiaojing asked back, obviously it was this woman who poured the noodle soup on herself at the beginning, and now she wants to apologize in turn.

On the day of the incident, Leng Chenxi was not at home, so he was a little surprised by this incident.But he chose to trust An Xiaojing without hesitation.

"An Xiya, you are so funny. If Han Su took care of your wound, it would be strange that there is a scar!"

Leng Chenxi said sarcastically.

He was also injured, all of which were handled by Han Su, and the smoothness of his skin was no less than that of a newborn.

Let's not look into how An Xiya got her injuries, but the scarring of her wounds has already violated the efficacy of Han Su's unique potion.

"But, how would I know? My physique is very special. Besides, I don't blame my sister, I just want her to give me an apology. I don't have extravagant expectations? If I can't shoot commercials, I can participate in some Variety show, I just want to use this incident to talk to my sister, I just want her to apologize."