Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 194 Throwing away his Christmas present
"..." Beiming Haoting narrowed his gaze, clenched his hands into fists, full of annoyance.

"Don't follow me." Yan Chuyan walked to the door of the restaurant and added back.

Yan Chuyan walked down the corridor angrily, her chest was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

James walked towards him holding an exquisite rectangular gift box.

Yan Chuyan looked at the gift box in his hand and was stunned.

Isn't this the Christmas gift she prepared for Beiming Haoting?
"Miss Yan, this was brought back from the island, you should give it to the master yourself." James stopped in front of Yan Chuyan, and handed the gift to her respectfully.

Yan Chuyan reached out to pick it up, but suddenly stopped, as if hesitating, after a while, her lips moved: "You should take it..."

"Master." James raised his head suddenly and called out to the man behind her.

Yan Chuyan's heart tightened, she snatched the gift box from James' hand, and hurried forward.

Beiming Haoting's deep blue eyes were fixed on the fleeing figure, and the haze on his handsome face was several layers thicker.

"Master, what... what happened to you and Miss Yan?" James couldn't help asking.

"James! Are you blind?! Can't you see that she is losing her temper?!" Yan Chuyan completely withdrew from Beiming Haoting's sight. The roar hit James on the head.

"Master, that... the fox fairy just called... and asked you how many bottles of champagne, would you like to send it?" James was scolded bloody and nervous, but he still reported Hu Junmo's call to him thing.

"deliver."

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Yan Chuyan returned to the huge palace bedroom, sat down on the dressing table with the gift box in her arms, looked at herself in the mirror with red eyes, and felt bitterness in her heart.

This kind of life is not what she wants, she can't always be attached to Beiming Haoting, lose contact with the outside world, lose her ability to live independently...

yah-

The door opened, and Beiming Haoting walked over steadily on his slender thighs, stood behind her, and stared deeply at her in the mirror.

"My Christmas present, give it to me now." His bony long fingers brushed across her fair cheeks, his complexion was very bad, his tone was not a discussion, but an arrogant order.

"Christmas is over, and there's nothing to give." Yan Chuyan said lightly, her fingertips turning white while pinching the gift box, her gaze fell on the light blue butterfly wrapping paper, as if she was thinking about something.

In the next second, she picked up the box and ruthlessly threw it into the trash can beside her.

"You! Yan-Chu-Yan!" Beiming Haoting stared at his gift straight into the trash can, a handsome face immediately blackened like the bottom of a pot, a pair of deep eyes tightened, bursting out violent "That's my gift! If you lose it, you must give me a new one!"

The gift box lies quietly in a clean and brand new trash can.

Beiming Haoting hasn't lived here for a month, all the big and small furniture in the master bedroom have been replaced with new ones except for the bed, the trash can is also new, there is no rubbish in it, only Beiming Haoting's Christmas present!

Now, his Christmas present is the first food in the trash can...

What an irony!

"Christmas is over. If you miss something, you will miss it. I won't make up for it." Yan Chuyan looked at the sullen man in the mirror, frowned slightly, and said lightly.

Missed is missed?

What do you mean?
"I don't care, if you don't give me a gift, then you are a gift." Beiming Haoting hurriedly tore off his tie, grabbed her little hands on the dressing table roughly, and tied her hands in a fit of anger stand up.

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(End of this chapter)