Beloved little wife

Sold for thirty million by her stepmother, a female crashes the wedding when she shouts at her paralysed husband "No! You are the devil, you can't marry me!". Shaking, tears rolling down her face, the husband-to-be replies "Woman, in three months you must give birth to my child"; his response is cold and wanton.


17. is cold and terrible.

She looked at her without fear and grabbed her neck. She can't talk, but her eyes tell him that he is a voyeur!

Leng Zichen stared coldly at Jiaojiao, and his chest was empty and angry. This woman has provoked him again and again, really impatient.

There is less and less breathing in the lungs, and my thoughts are blank due to lack of oxygen.

She slowly narrowed her eyes. If she doesn't care about it in this world, she will die under his hand.

Just, no, if.

She is dead, what should mother do?

There are also Xiuwen brothers. Although he is now a movie star, she still wants to see him again, even if it is only a distant distance.

Thinking of this, the delicate hand began to rebel, she picked up the powder punch and hit her into the cold chest.

"Are you afraid?" The cold voice of Leng Zichen passed to the ear.

Jiao Jiao opened his eyes and laughed at this cold man.

"The second young master, the young master invited you to participate in this research!" As Jiao Jiao thinks she is about to die from a cold man, Zhang Ma has come over.

Leng Zichen just released his hand. Before leaving, he glared at her and said coldly. "It's best not to let me find that you are plotting, or you will die very badly!"

I stroked my chest and kept breathing.

What conspiracy can she play? If I tell him that she just doesn't want to be an old virgin, she just wants to find a man before getting married.

So, will he let her die faster? After all, she is ashamed of herself.

I felt a strange expression, she raised her tearful face.

The line of sight is the same as the lengshaohen in front of the second floor study.

Ghostly chest, suddenly shocked!

Did her and lengzichen's behavior fall into his eyes?

So, will he know this?

After all, I am only 18 years old. When I encounter such a thing, I can't do it. The panic on my face apparently fell into the eyes of the cold god.

Knock on the door, cold, slowly press the remote wheelchair and walk to the crimson sandalwood table.

"Come in," he whispered.

The cold man sat in the chair opposite him and asked, "Big Brother, are you looking for me?"

The only cold hand that has not been burned by fire, knocking the table one by one, is calm and powerful.  

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