Demonic Cool Husband: Loving His Naughty Little Wife

Ye Chenfeng had a handsome face and pursed his lips tightly. Seeing her struggling and refusing to leave, he simply regarded her as a rice bag and carried her on his shoulders.

"You stinky man, put me down..." Being carried on her shoulders like a bag of rice, this ugly posture made her feel ashamed. Fortunately, it was already late at night, and Zhao Yi lived in the same room as someone else's house. It was far away, and there were no pedestrians on the road, otherwise she would not have to come out to meet people in the future.

"It's not like if your butt suffers any more, you just shut up." Ye Chenfeng said coldly, and his palm landed on her butt threateningly.

"You..." He actually used her ass to threaten her again. Her ass is still hurting fiercely now, and she can't stand the torture anymore. She tried to be quick for a while, but brought her flesh and blood pain No matter how you think about it, it's not worthwhile. After weighing the gains and losses in her heart, Xia Houxuan'er obediently shut up.

"Great, the God of Plague is finally gone, and I can return to a clean environment, ouch...it hurts me to death, damn Xiaoye, anyway, I have done a lot for the matter of you two husband and wife, let's do it It's still so heavy, he's not human at all, I don't know what Xiao Ranran is doing now? I'm going to find him for comfort..." Reaching out his hand to caress the badly beaten cheek, Zhao Yi pitifully took out his phone, ready to Look for traces of your lover, and look for him to act like a baby.

Outside, Xueyu was already in the car waiting for them to come out.

Maybe it was because she was worried that she would suffer from flesh and blood again, Xiahou Xuan'er didn't make any noise or say a word, and obediently let him manipulate her. In fact, he was not willing to beat her. He had regretted it long ago when he had no choice but to beat her in Lianshan. Yes, but if you don’t fight, you’ve already fought, and it’s too late to regret it.

Ye Chenfeng lowered the chair in the back seat and let her lie on it, while he sat beside her, laying her upper body on his lap.

He put down the black sound-proof glass that separated him from the front seat, found a bottle of ointment for dispersing blood and removing blood stasis in the compartment, and just about to pull down her pants, she looked up at him in panic: "What are you doing? "

"Your butt must be hurting now, I'll help you with the medicine." Seeing her panicked expression, Ye Chenfeng's throat tightened suddenly, and his voice became hoarse.

"Hmph, hypocrisy." She thought what he wanted to do, but it turned out to be to help herself with medicine. Although she didn't resist, she still snorted coldly.

Ye Chenfeng knew what she was thinking in her heart, and didn't pay attention to her bad words, so she carefully opened her pants, and seeing the tender white skin covered with purple and blue bruises, her heart ached. I couldn't help blaming myself, he was really going crazy at that time, and he was able to hit such a heavy hand.

He dug out some ointment from the bottle, and applied it gently on her buttocks. Unexpectedly, his hand just touched her, and she couldn't bear the pain and screamed: "Ah...it hurts... Can't you take it easy?"

"Does it really hurt?" The palm paused in mid-air.

"You were not the one who was beaten. Of course you don't know how much it hurts." She was in pain not only physically, but also in her heart. She couldn't believe that he hit her so hard, She even wanted to die.

"I'm sorry, I was so angry at the time. I didn't really intend to hit you." Hearing her tone unconsciously carried a hint of coquettishness, it seemed that she didn't hate him as much as he thought in his heart him.