Quickly wear: The male protagonist who dotes on his wife is clingy, crying and jealous.

At dawn, Jiang Yun struggled to push the man's chest and retreat to the bed.

A soft color flashed between Mu Chaohua's brows, and he stretched out his arms to pull the person over and hug him into his arms.

His big hands held her delicate waist, and the man slowly hugged her tightly, taking her calves and placing them on his waist.

"Yunyun is awake?" He shouted softly, rubbing her face gently, "Do you like me?"

"Mu Chaohua, are you done yet?" Jiang Yun tightened her grip on his waist, "I'm going back."

"Throw it away after you're done?" He chuckled, biting her ear and rubbing it, "Little liar."

Feeling his early morning resentment, Jiang Yun gave up her struggle, closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

Mu Chaohua lowered his head and kissed her face, and murmured in a deep voice, "If you say you like me, I will let you go back."

"No." Jiang Yun raised her hand to cover his mouth, "Don't push yourself further."

Mu Chaohua refused to listen, and held her tightly in his arms, then turned over and let her lie on top of him.

His broad, strong chest rose and fell steadily, and you could clearly hear every breath he took, gradually becoming more rapid.

Jiang Yun lay down lazily, almost crying but without tears, "Mu Chaohua, you are a crazy man."

He's not even sleepy.

Vigorous.

It started again.

His big hands patted her waist rhythmically. Mu Chaohua's usually steady face turned crimson and his breathing became heavier.

Jiang Yun bit his Adam's apple and cried muffledly: "Bad man, old man."

"Not too old." He emphasized, pinching her cheek, "Only seven or eight years old."

Jiang Yun was silent, and Mu Chaohua stretched out his hand to touch her belly, "Eat breakfast first, don't make our baby hungry."

"..."

Where did he get the confidence to think that she had a baby?

Jiang Yun was depressed.

But it does happen.

In a mess, Mu Chaohua carried Jiang Yun to the bathroom, and then came out to get a dress for her to wear.

The little guy is very picky, and his skirt must be custom-made, otherwise he will lose his temper.

Mu Chaohua put her in a pink princess dress, saw the red mark on her collarbone, and put a thin veil on her, and then concentrated on combing her hair.

The man concentrates on doing this as if he is dressing up his beloved doll.

Jiang Yun shrugged her nose, looked into his deep and serious eyes, and glared angrily.

Mu Chaohua chuckled softly and raised his hand to touch her head, "Don't stare, you can't help it."

It was with great difficulty that he restrained himself.

Her throat was a little dry, Jiang Yun opened her mouth and her voice was hoarse, "Mu Chaohua, I want to drink water."

"Okay." He stood up and went to pour water. Jiang Yun's feet touched the ground and almost fell to the ground.

Mu Chaohua quickly caught her and kissed her helplessly, "Yunyun is doubting my ability?"

Jiang Yun didn't want to talk to him anymore.

The current situation was even more tiring than her three days of fighting with others.

She took the glass of hot milk, lowered her head and drank it.

Mu Chaohua looked at her sincerely, with doting and joy hidden in his eyes.

Jiang Yun finished the milk and handed the cup to him confidently.

Mu Chaohua took it, held her back, lowered his head and kissed her.

He took the fragrance away from the corners of her lips and gave up without finishing his words, his eyes filled with water.

"Master Hua, Jiang Haidong is here." Liu Zi reminded outside.

Jiang Yun stood up immediately, "It's time for me to go."

Probably because he saw that she was not at home, Jiang Haidong was worried that Mu Chaohua would bully her.

"Three days later, I will come to propose marriage." Mu Chaohua said solemnly.

Jiang Yun paused for a moment and turned her head, "It's just that everyone gets what they need. Why should Mr. Hua be serious?"

Even if she agreed, Jiang Haidong would not agree.

The grudge and entanglement between the East District and the West District cannot be explained clearly by one or two small things. It is already good to open fire without meeting.

So she just came here to borrow something from him. Anyway, since she was strong, she was not at a disadvantage.

She stopped looking at him and turned to leave.

Mu Chaohua's expression darkened, his eyes fell faintly on her back, and he tapped his fingers casually on the table.

Everyone gets what he needs, and this is not the night he wants.

No one stopped her when she went out, as if she realized that Jiang Yun was no longer the woman who could only be kept in the house by Mu Chaohua.

Everyone was very respectful, Heizi followed her diligently and called Miss Jiang.

Jiang Yun followed Jiang Haidong back, and was talked about for a long time all the way, for fear that she would be bullied.

Here, Heizi also approached Mu Chaohua to inquire about the news.

The night has passed, there should be some progress.

Mu Chaohua kicked him out without saying a word, and took the six sons to see the warehouse together.

Liuzi said to Heizi, who was blind next to him, "You didn't see Mr. Hua, are you unhappy? Why don't you go up and ask?"

"How can I see that Mr. Hua hasn't always been like that?" Heizi said unjustly, "Don't blame me either. You were also rushed to inspect the warehouse. Who told you to point a gun at Miss Jiang last time? Hua I’m giving you little shoes to wear.”

Liuzi suddenly became depressed and slapped him with his elbow, "Shut your mouth, you're so noisy."

Jiang Yun returned home and started to deal with the things at hand.

Since Jiang Yun was born, Jiang Haidong has had the idea of ​​retiring. Over the years, his focus has gradually shifted to the serious business in the open, but occasionally he still inevitably goes to the dark side.

Retreat, but if you don't have anything close to you, you still can't protect your home.

Jiang Yun's mother was shot to death by the previous head of the East District family. She was only three years old at that time.

Jiang Haidong has always remembered this grudge, but later the other party died unexpectedly. He had no way to take revenge, so he grudged the entire East District. Therefore, Jiang Yun has never been there since she was a child. The last time she went there was because Heizi kidnapped her. .

Jiang Haidong was her only daughter, so he doted on her and pampered her in everything. But he taught her how to defend herself and shoot guns since she was a child. She never hid family matters from her, but let her learn and take care of her.

Outsiders think she is a flower growing in a greenhouse. Only the Jiang family and her subordinates know that she does things more neatly and neatly than Jiang Haidong.

"Miss, it was Ma Si who told the Fan family the location of our warehouse." After finding out the whole story of the last warehouse robbery, Ma Si was carried and knelt in front of her.

Ma Si lay on the ground tremblingly, his limbs trembling, "Miss, please forgive me, I am obsessed with it, I shouldn't be greedy for that little money."

"Do you know how many brothers we have died?" Jiang Yun lowered her head and played with the gun, her voice a little cold, "Seventeen."

Ma Si did not dare to say a word. A knife was thrown in front of him, and he only heard the woman say in an extremely calm tone: "Seventeen knifes."

"Miss, I was wrong, I was really wrong." He shed tears, grabbed the knife, and stabbed himself in the thigh.

One stab after another, the man's face turned pale and his screams were ear-piercing.

The last knife missed his heart in an attempt to save his life.

Jiang Yun pointed the gun at him and gave him a good blow without blinking.

"Pull it down." She put away the gun and her eyes flickered. "The dead brothers have been buried well, and the family members have been settled."

"Yes!"

After arranging other things, Jiang Yun left, feeling a little heavy.

In troubled times, there is no room for mercy.

After returning home and supervising Jiang Haidong to take medicine and rest honestly, Jiang Yun changed her clothes and went to Fan's house alone.

In the dead of night, after figuring out the location of the Fan family's warehouse, Jiang Yun poured oil and lit the fire without mercy.

Burning half of the warehouse would make the Fan family cry.

"Come here, put out the fire quickly!"

"There's a fire over there too, get water quickly!"

Jiang Yun looked over with some surprise. The raging fire almost lit up half of the sky.

I don’t know who the wise man did it.

She clapped her hands and left. There were rapid footsteps behind her, and the gust of palms came towards her. She immediately turned around to catch them, and then exchanged blows with each other.

The man was tall and strong, with nimble hands and feet. He was on par with her, and he seemed to be a little bit intimidating to her.

Jiang Yun raised her eyebrows, reached out towards his face, and pulled off the black cloth.

"Mu Chaohua, you are childish."

The man stopped immediately and looked at her deeply. He sensed someone coming from behind and led her towards the alley.

The hot breath came down, Jiang Yun's hands were grabbed and pressed against the wall, her head was forced to tilt up, and her breathing was a little unsmooth.

"Mu Chaohua, shut up."

"Yunyun, be good, let me kiss you for a while." He bent down and grabbed her waist, and entangled her lips fiercely.

Jiang Yun hurriedly pressed against his chest, to no avail, and then hooked her arms around his neck.

The man raised his lips calmly and his movements became gentle.

Sticky lingering, restrained indulgence.

Under the night, the man's broad chest completely pulled her into his arms, and the two of them looked like one person.

As the footsteps faded away, Jiang Yun lazily leaned into his arms and panted, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Mu Chaohua wiped the corners of her mouth and kissed the gloss off her lips, "We have a clear connection."

Jiang Yun snorted lightly.

They all found out about the Fan family, and then they all came to set fire to each other. They happened to be on one side, but they were on the same page.

"Do you still have the strength to walk?" He asked in a hoarse voice, looking at her little face with dark eyes.

Under the hazy moonlight, the skin is white and soft, adding a bit of bewilderment for no reason.

Jiang Yun raised her arms and hugged his neck, and Mu Chaohua understood the situation and bent down to pick him up.

The man walked forward steadily with a calm voice, "Has Yunyun thought about it?"

"what?"

"marry."

"No knot."

Mu Chaohua was silent for a long time, tightened his arms, and asked in a deep voice: "Then what will we do in the future?"

"Sexy love." She said softly.

The man's face was tense and serious, "I really want to lock you up."

"you try."

"Ah."

He carried her towards another house, which had almost the same decoration as her room, and placed two cribs next to it.

Standing on the soft bed, Jiang Yun subconsciously looked towards the crib, her wrist suddenly felt cold, and the silver cuffs closed tightly.