Demonic Cool Husband: Loving His Naughty Little Wife

"I really want to run, but you don't let me run." Turning around slowly, looking at the shiny silver scalpel in his hand, Le Xiaocha couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva in fear , I didn't expect that he looked like a frail scholar, but he had such a powerful throwing knife, and it was a scalpel. Oh my god, she must have messed with a ruthless character, could it be that God is going to kill her?Oh, don't...

"Yo, when did you become so obedient? I told you to stop, you just stop, what did you call me just now? Try calling me again." There was a friendly smile on the beautiful face, but those blue eyes There was no smile in his eyes like the deep sea, he walked slowly in front of her, and the sharp scalpel blade landed less than one centimeter away from her cheek, as long as he pressed his hand down hard, , her flamboyant face is about to suffer.

"I... I didn't call you anything, can your scalpel not be so close to me?" Oh, the dead sissy actually used such obscene means to scare her, she didn't want to disfigure her face, Looking at the scalpel right in front of her eyes, she was almost terrified, and her eyes were fixed on his hand.

"Really? Didn't you have a great time barking just now? You're a sissy, so try barking again." The smile on his face was more gentle and harmless, like a kind angel, but the words he uttered The little boy in front of him turned blue with fright and his lips turned white.

"Oh, I didn't call you a sissy, absolutely not, you heard it wrong." Who would dare to admit it when someone threatened with a knife?Le Xiaocha quickly apologized and said with a smile, that he had already left the teaching of being mighty and unyielding out of the blue.

"Okay, I got it wrong this time. If I hear those three words again next time, I will personally carve those three words on your face with a scalpel. Do you remember?" With a twist of his wrist, he pointed the sharp point of the knife at her fair and tender face.

"No, no, I don't know how to write those three words at all. Can the point of your knife leave my face?" If she was stabbed accidentally, she would never have to marry in her life. Le Xiaocha looked at the scalpel so close in horror that she didn't even dare to take a breath.

"Tsk tsk, I thought how brave you are, you are so afraid of my scalpel, don't worry, my scalpel is very gentle, and I will never do anything outrageous to beautiful women." Her eyes flickered, and there was an angelic smile on her face, so beautiful that women couldn't help being jealous, very kind and harmless...

"Really?" Hearing what he said, Le Xiaocha's heart was relieved, and a friendly smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Of course, but are you a beautiful woman? Little one!" The subject changed, and the angel turned into a demon.

"You... you devil, what on earth do you want?" The smile on Le Xiaocha's face froze, and she knew that he had no good intentions, he was clearly playing tricks on her, so she decided not to bow to the evil forces.

"If you don't want to do anything, give me your mobile phone." The white but strong palm stretched forward.

"No, I can't give you my mobile phone." After talking so much, it turned out that his target was her mobile phone. Le Xiaocha immediately stretched out his hand nervously to cover the pocket containing the mobile phone, and stared at him in fear. She worked so hard. The photographs were collected only now, and without them the subject of her dissertation would be lost.