Madam is a rebel, please surrender quickly

"Miss Xingxing, your husband is so fierce, he might have violent tendencies, right? I'll accompany you to the hospital to see him. With one more person around, he might be more restrained."

"Don't worry, Doctor Zhang. My husband only raised his voice a little because he was angry. He is very polite and courteous."

When Su Zhixing said this, the scene of herself being crushed and plundered by him emerged in her mind.

Her little face glowed slightly pink, in fact, she knew Qiao Yichen.

He is the king, aggression is his nature, and being gentle is just an appearance.

No matter in which field, his desire to win will never be inferior to any king or general, and he will always stand at the top of the pyramid.

Otherwise, with his talent and the strength of the Huo family, he would have followed in his father's footsteps and laid down long ago.

The reason he was so out of control just now, besides being worried about her, was probably because he felt that she was about to escape his control, which made him very unhappy.

After much persuasion, Zhang Mengzhou finally agreed to let Su Zhixing go to the appointment alone.

"Oh no, I just took off my clothes after taking a shower and threw them into the washing machine."

If I wait until the clothes are washed and dried, Qiao Yichen might come to kill me.

"No big deal, I have plenty of clothes here."

Zhang Mengzhou took Su Zhixing to her dressing room and pointed at rows of various women's clothing.

"Pick whatever you like, and I'll give it to you if you like it."

Su Zhixing glanced at the cloakroom and couldn't help laughing.

"Doctor Zhang, every piece of your clothing is from a famous brand and is expensive. Many of the straps are still on, which makes it difficult for me to buy them."

Su Zhixing was no stranger to the behavior of wealthy socialites buying clothes indiscriminately.

Qiao Yichen also set up a very spacious dressing room for her at home. She has never lacked high-end clothes since she was a child, and some of them were even handmade and custom-made.

But she felt that Qiao Yichen worked so hard outside, often staying up late to work overtime, and she couldn't bear to waste his efforts.

Therefore, after becoming a director, Su Zhixing restrained her desires and stopped pursuing luxury goods too much.

For her, what matters is what she wears.

Zhang Mengzhou was very generous, "It's okay, I wear a white coat every day now, and I don't have the chance to dress beautifully. It's a pity for my concubines, they don't have the chance to be favored.

I can’t wear them out of season, so you can help me wear them.”

Su Zhixing was amused. "Doctor Zhang is really cute. He wanted to borrow my clothes but asked me to help him. Your boyfriend must also like your innocence, right?"

"of course."

When talking about the male god, Zhang Mengzhou's face lit up.

"He is really very good. Whether you look at him from close up or from a distance, he is so perfect. You can't find any flaws at all."

Zhang Mengzhou said as she ran to the bedroom and took out her own cell phone.

"Miss Xingxing, wait a minute. I'll get you a picture of my idol. I secretly took a picture of him at work. You will definitely like him after seeing this."

……

It is said that women in love become more beautiful.

Su Zhixing believed it.

Looking at Zhang Mengzhou's cheerful back, Su Zhixing's eyes were full of envy.

In fact, it’s good to be a love-brained person.

Most of those who can remain sober in the world have been hurt in love, just like her, and it is difficult for them to believe in love again.

Su Zhixing picked up a beige windbreaker and put it on over her suspender nightgown.

The suspender nightgown she was wearing was also lent to her by Zhang Mengzhou.

The fabric was thin and scanty, and the length of the skirt was barely enough to cover the little butt, leaving a large area of ​​snow-white skin exposed from the chest to the back.

She was dressed so sexily. If Qiao Yichen saw her, he would definitely say that she was too exposed and ask her to immediately put on her cute cartoon home outfit with long sleeves and long pants.

Su Zhixing looked at herself in the floor-length mirror.

The trench coat is knee-length and is a perfect match when worn over a suspender skirt.

I don’t know if it’s because of the lighting, but in the mirror, her face looked pale and not very well.

Su Zhixing put on some lipstick to make herself look more energetic.

Qiao Yichen's phone calls bombarded again, and his tone was still not very good.

"Not here yet? I'm at the hospital entrance."

Su Zhixing pursed her lips and said, "I'll be out right away. I'm looking for clothes to wear."

Looking for clothes?

Qiao Yichen's head suddenly went blank.

After a few seconds, he realized that she said she was looking for clothes!

Su Zhixing's shiny white curves involuntarily appeared in his mind.

She even took off her clothes and threw them all over the place?

A taste of blood surged in Qiao Yichen's throat, and blood surged in his chest.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be so angry that you vomit blood!

Qiao Yichen felt his eyes go dark.

Su Zhixing, we are getting divorced tomorrow. It’s our last night, and you can’t stand the loneliness?

You can't wait to be with that man for the last night?

Who is he? Who on earth is he?!