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

Chapter 271

Beiming Haoting's hand that had slid in front of her suddenly stopped, his eyes froze, his handsome face gradually darkened, "You don't care about making Grandson Xiao lame one more leg, so just go?"

The magnetic and thick voice carries obvious threats.

This woman is so ignorant, and after spending the night in the hospital with Xiao Yixun, he no longer cares about anything.

Still thinking about going to Xiao's house?
Yan Chuyan's heart was shocked, and she clenched her fists secretly. Qingsu's small face showed a faint displeasure, imitating Tong Xiaoqin's tone, and pinched the tips of his ears:

"You...you dare to threaten me? Beiming Haoting, let me tell you, I, Yan Chuyan, are not easy to bully. Why can you do whatever you want, but I can't?!"

Beiming Haoting had a strange expression, squinting at her outstretched hand, and raised his eyebrows: "Yan Chuyan, you should have less contact with that woman surnamed Tong in the future, let go!"

Yan Chuyan tightened his ears slightly, hesitated for a second, then immediately changed her mind, and continued to twist his ears, secretly emboldened, and said excitedly: "Good idea! You... you promised to let me go I will let you visit Grandpa Xiao."

"Little thing, do you want to threaten me with your little tickling strength?" Beiming Haoting raised his hand to grab her little hand, and shook it from the side of the ear. His hot fingertips scratched her palm, " You are not good enough, I am different from Hu Junmo, I will not let you."

As he spoke, he took her little hand to his mouth, and licked it viciously like eating ice cream, Yan Chuyan retracted subconsciously, and he held her tighter.

Yan Chuyan sat by the bed, her body stiff and motionless, letting him do whatever she wanted...

This smelly cat...

She didn't believe she couldn't handle him!

knock knock knock...

The servant stood at the door of the bedroom with cleaning tools and knocked politely.

"Uh...let me go!" Yan Chuyan turned her head to look at the servant, her cheeks blushed unconsciously, she glared at Beiming Haoting and said coldly: "If you continue to do this, I will make Xiao Yixun a regular !"

If you keep doing this, I'll make Xiao Yixun a regular!

If you keep doing this, I'll make Xiao Yixun a regular!

As soon as the words finished, Yan Chuyan's body stiffened like a Greek stone statue, she didn't expect to say such a thing.

Perhaps it was her subconscious that was driving her to fight against Beiming Haoting's machismo.

The atmosphere was momentarily oppressive and suffocating.

The maid at the door was still waiting for their response.

Beiming Haoting stared at her expressionlessly, his bottomless blue eyes were like the ocean before the storm, as if it would swallow her up in the next second.

"Heh, you've grown up, do you have a spare tire?" There was a hint of hurt in the magnetic and cold voice.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the maid at the door of the room picked up the cleaning tools and quietly stepped up to leave.

Beiming Haoting's eyes flickered, and he swept towards the door, and a hellish Shura-like voice came out from his thin lips: "Stop! Come in!"

The maid was startled, turned her head to look at Beiming Haoting in the room in astonishment, and asked in disbelief, "Mr. Beiming, do you want to clean the room now?"

"Come in!" Beiming Haoting reiterated in a cold voice.

Yan Chuyan tried to take the opportunity to break free from his clutches, but the hateful cat's claws held her tightly.

The maid obediently came in with the cleaning tools, looked at them awkwardly, and said in a cautious tone, "Go on, I don't see anything."

After saying that, the maid began to clean up the shards of glass on the floor.

"Put down the things and come over to me!" Beiming Haoting raised his tense chin and looked at the maid arrogantly.

(End of this chapter)