The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1139 Don't pretend to me, my aunt won't eat this set
Han Xiaoru's temperament has always been strong when she encounters the strong, and Li Jianhao's tough attitude inspired her to be against her bones.

He waved his arm away and sneered, "Who do you think you are? Husband? You really know how to put gold on your face!"

The sarcasm on Han Xiaoru's face was obvious. Facing such a clamoring woman, Li Jianhao smiled instead of anger, and clamped her chin again, this time it was very tight, even if Han Xiaoru tried hard to push his fingers away, he would not let go open.

The handsome face slowly approached, curled the corners of his lips and said word by word, "Han Xiaoru, listen to me, you are the woman I, Li Jianhao, have a crush on, and you will never escape in this life! Sheng, you are my Li Jianhao's woman, Death is also my Li Jianhao's ghost!"

Han Xiaoru hates Li Jianhao's face the most, as if he can do whatever he wants if he has money.

Unable to free his jaw, he raised his hand and swung it over, "Sir, pretend to be me! My aunt won't eat this!"

Han Xiaoru's fist fell with the words, and Li Jianhao quickly turned his head to the side, dodging the rain's punch. At the same time, the fingers on Han Xiaoru's chin with the pincers also fell off, and Han Xiaoru threw himself at Li Jianhao immediately.

He pressed him down and beat him, and kept muttering, "Damn man, let you fuck, let you pretend, if you don't beat you today, your mother won't recognize me, I will take your surname." ..."

Li Jianhao is a man, and it is impossible to beat Han Xiaoru with his strength. The doctor and nurse who was about to turn around and fight back but didn't want to buy breakfast walked in at this time. Seeing his leader being beaten violently by a woman on the bed, he was immediately stunned.

Holding a plastic bag in one hand and a food box in the other, he stuttered in front of the door, "Dean, Dean, you are..."

Although Li Jianhao usually treats his employees easy-going, it doesn't mean he doesn't care about face. He immediately turned his head and glared at Han Xiaoru and shouted sternly, "Okay! What's the trouble! Give you face, no!"

Han Xiaoru...

Startled by Li Jianhao's roar, he raised his fist again after reacting.

"You bastard, it's okay, I don't need your face!"

Seeing Han Xiaoru go crazy again, Li Jianhao hugged her and flipped her over and pressed her under him.

No matter how angry a man is, he will never hit the woman he loves. The cruelest way is to ravage her.

Li Jianhao was like this, grabbed Han Xiaoru's wrist with both hands to control her, opened his mouth to enclose Han Xiaoru's lip, and began to bite.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Han Xiaoru said vaguely, Li Jianhao's lips followed wherever he hid, attracted to her lips like a magnet.

The doctors and nurses stared wide-eyed with a look of shock on their faces. After realizing it, they hurriedly put the breakfast on the small coffee table and left quickly.

After closing the door, he put one hand in the pocket of the white coat and covered his lips with the other and smiled secretly.

In the waiting room, the battle was still going on, Li Jianhao grabbed Han Xiaoru's wrist with one hand and raised it above his head.

"Woooooooooooooooooooo...stomachache..." Han Xiaoru said vaguely, frowning in pain, the man's body was not light, pressing on his body, also pressing on his lower abdomen.

Hearing Han Xiaoru's accusation, Li Jianhao hurriedly propped up his body, and asked nervously while lifting Han Xiaoru's skirt, "What's wrong, where does it hurt, let me see..."

"Get out! Get away..." Han Xiaoru yelled, the strong woman was crying at this moment, she raised her leg and kicked on Li Jianhao's shoulder, Li Jianhao slumped and sat on the bed, but he was not angry, took a breath and then collapsed exhale.

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(End of this chapter)