Addicted to doting wife, husband is too fierce

"Little thing, how did you sleep last night? I dreamed about you, dreamed that you were under me, and begged me to have you!" Cheerte stood by the bed, looked down at Zhanyan, and saw The water droplets on her face dripped into her clothes, his Adam's apple twitched, and his narrow and gloomy eyes became darker.

"You're dreaming!" Zhanyan rubbed her back a little bit, wanting to stay away from Chelt, a little further away.

But Chelt crossed his arms, his face was gentle, neither angry nor angry, and there was even a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, little thing, I have enough patience to grind with you, even if I force you The taste of it must be very good, but I still like it better, the woman under me should be softer and more obedient, so why don't you bet and see which of us will win in the end, huh?"

It has been spread out, and he is waiting for the news. After the news he wants comes back, this little thing will not have a long time to resist.

In the past two days, he has been very interested, let's continue playing this cat and mouse game with her!

"Isn't there a saying in China that good things should always be eaten until the end, so that they taste better, don't you, little things?"

Zhanyan was too lazy to speak again, but just stared at the self-righteous Cheerte with her round water eyes.

Seeing that Zhanyan pursed her lips tightly and kept silent, Chelt hooked the corners of her mouth, turned her head, and ordered to the woman behind her, "Put on her clothes!"

The woman responded, and came to the bed, and before she could make any movement, Zhanyan had already pulled the gauze from the woman's hand, and threw it out fiercely, "I won't change it!"

"Little thing, this is not a place where you can lose your temper. Be good, and put on your clothes!" Cheert's face was originally quite warm, but after witnessing Zhanyan's behavior of throwing away his clothes, he suddenly sank. When he got down and spoke, his voice was also a little lower, as if there was a hint of warning.

"I don't want to wear the same things as your women. I'm not one of yours, so why should I wear them?" Zhanyan poked her neck, she was also principled.

If she didn't eat, he whipped that Sophie to force her to eat, so if she didn't wear their clothes, was he planning to do the same thing again?

Chelt gave the woman a wink, and the woman quickly walked over, picked up the clothes, and held them respectfully in her hands.

Slightly raised his chin, Chelt looked at Zhanyan, "little thing, I don't want to use the way last night to force you to submit, and I don't want them to help you put it on, you know, you can't control it with light hands and heavy hands. Maybe it hurt your delicate skin, so don't make me say it again, change your clothes!"

"Don't make me say it again, I won't change!" Zhanyan raised his jaw, and his little neck became even harder.

"You ask for it!" Cheert's eyes turned cold for a moment, and he turned to the woman beside him and the two women specially sent to serve Zhanyan: "You three, help her change together!"

The three of them received the order from the venerable Chelt, so naturally they didn't dare to neglect, and quickly surrounded him from three angles, wanting to change clothes for Zhanyan.

They grabbed Zhanyan and quickly tore Zhanyan's clothes, but Zhanyan definitely couldn't let them succeed. While struggling to protect the clothes on her body, she screamed and resisted with punches and kicks.

Several women were also kicked and kicked several times by Zhanyan's fists and feet, but they couldn't disobey Chelt's order, so they could only endure the pain and continue.

Just in time, Zhanyan saw the opportunity, grabbed the arm of one of the women, and bit down on it with her sharp teeth. Feeling the bloody taste in her mouth made her faintly sick.

Let go of the woman's arm, and while she was covering her arm and screaming in pain, Zhanyan ran out of bed and nestled in the corner, hugging herself tightly with both hands, protecting the torn clothes on her body .

"Don't come here again, don't come here again!" Zhanyan's small face was covered with anger, blushing, she roared angrily, as if she would bite anyone who came here again!

The woman who was bitten covered her arms, her face wrinkled in pain, the other two women did not hesitate for a while, and then persistently approached Zhanyan, as if they felt in their consciousness that they would rather be bitten by Zhanyan than Better than being caned!

But Cheert lost his patience, his brows were tightly furrowed, he strode around to the other side of the bed, and quickly approached Zhanyan.

Zhanyan was about to run immediately, but she couldn't run past Cheerte. In an instant, one of his arms was firmly wrapped around her wrist, and that big hand, like a pair of iron clamps, locked her tightly.

"Here, no one dares to disobey my will, and you are no exception!" Cheert's voice was cold, as if his little patience had been worn away at this moment.

Another big hand, with a 'click', swept over like lightning, tore off a sleeve of Zhanyan's clothes, and her tender little arms were exposed to the air.

"Don't..." Zhanyan's pupils suddenly widened, and he screamed in despair.

She might still be able to be fierce with those women, but how could she resist this man if he attacked her?

The small wrist struggled desperately in the big iron-like palm, and the redness did not hesitate, and the two lines of tears from Zhanyan flowed down her eyes. She kicked desperately with her free hand and feet. Hitting Chelt, but it seems to be useless at all.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the flowerpot behind her. Zhanyan didn't know what it was planted in, but she could only think that the flowerpot might save her life. She turned around and slammed her foot, breaking the flower pot.

The sound of the flowerpot shattering distracted Cheert for a look. At this moment, Zhanyan picked up a fragment and pressed it against his white and tender neck. The sharp fragments passed by, leaving a scar on his neck. Bloodstains, she looked at Cheerte neither humble nor overbearing, but the other wrist was still held in his palm.

Chert's eyes were dyed a deep black, just to let her change into their clothes, and he did it for her own good, and he didn't want her to suffer, but she resisted so much!

The women around him will try their best to please her, but this little thing is so special. He hates him and wants to avoid him, so he wants to let her taste it. She can't hide or escape, just like a trapped animal The same feeling of helplessness.

"Don't force me anymore, or I'll die for you to see!" The fragment of the flower pot, following Zhanyan's movement, pressed deeper into her neck, as if it would really scratch her neck with just one more swipe on the blood vessels.

Cheerte held onto Zhanyan's big hand without letting go. In fact, she couldn't threaten him at all with her appearance. He could easily subdue her, so that she wouldn't be so naive and wanted to threaten him with a fragment of a flower pot. However, seeing that tender skin stained with a bit of glaring blood red, his heart, for no reason, felt a little uncomfortable, even shaken.

It seems that there is such a kind of soft heart that never belonged to him, telling him from the bottom of his heart, just this once, he gave in, anyway, they will spend a lot of time together later, it is so easy for him to trap her...

"Sir!" At this moment, Mrs. Ku appeared at the door. Hearing Mrs. Ku's voice, Cheert squinted his eyes, opened his face, turned around, and blocked the disheveled face with his body.

"what's up?"

Mrs. Ku glanced behind Cheerte, weighed it, and spoke again, but it was a long string of Arabic, which everyone in this room could understand except for Zhan Yan.

But Zhanyan didn't lose her guard just because this episode was interrupted, her little hand was still holding the fragment fiercely, pressing it against her neck, staring at Cheert's back, her eyes were sore.

However, after hearing Kutai's words, Cheert unconsciously opened the corner of his mouth, and his mood seemed to improve instantly. He told Kutai: "Go and wait for me in the study, let's talk in detail!"

Tai Ku left in response, Cheert turned around, looked at Zhanyan, with an inexplicable and strange smile on the corner of his mouth, "You don't want to change, that's fine, I won't force you today, but you will have to change sooner or later!"

After finishing speaking, Cheerte stopped entangled with Zhanyan and strode towards the door. Before stepping out of the door, he stopped, turned slightly sideways, and ordered to the two women: "Serve her to eat, serve her The room is tidied up, I don't want to hear the news of her injury, and, look after her, don't let her go out, and don't let anyone, come in this room!"

The women hurriedly responded, watched Chelt leave respectfully, and then moved quickly to tidy up the messy room.

As for Zhanyan, standing there, after Chelt left, the whole body was released from the tense state, suddenly like a deflated ball, the fragments in his hand fell to the ground with a 'pop', and he almost stood up limp. unstable.

After all, she had won the resistance. Although she could see that Chelt seemed to be in a hurry to deal with something, this sudden incident was much better than her continuing to entangle with him!

She didn't know when this thrilling event that might happen once a day would end, but there was nothing she could do but be obedient and wait for Tian Bai to come. For some reason, Zhanyan had a premonition that Tian Bai was coming soon , he wouldn't be willing to let her leave him for so long!

Cheert walked into the study room, and Mrs. Ku was already standing there respectfully. Seeing Cheert, she said, "Sir, I just received the exact news that the private jet that Rong Tianbai took entered our domain. It was shot down, and now the plane has crashed!"

"Is the news accurate?" Something seemed to flash in Chelt's eyes, which seemed to be mixed with joy.

"It should be true. I have sent people to the wreckage of the plane to find Rong Tianbai's body. News will come soon!"

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Dear friends, An Ning's arms are starting to ache again, so I will do less today, take a break, and try to make up for it tomorrow~ The text is almost at the end, and the pace will speed up later, An Ning will strive to finish the essay by the end of March or early April , So, I finally ask for support before concluding the article!