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

Chapter 357 The Scorpion on the Right Face (2)

The man turned to face her, glanced at her, and turned his gaze to little Ivan's pink and jade-carved face.

"Yan Chuyan, take good care of him." The man stepped up to her side, his familiar voice sounded low and domineering.

Yan Chuyan was startled, turned her head to the side, looked dully at the man beside her, and her fingertips kept trembling.

It was really him, Beiming Haoting.

He is back.

The innate powerful aura that exudes from him, his deep and deep voice.

She can't lie to herself.

Heart, thump, thump, kept beating, as if it was about to jump out of my chest.

She raised her head against the wind.

The magnetic voice fell with the cool wind, and Beiming Haoting continued to walk forward with his slender and straight thighs.

"Wait!" Yan Chuyan let go of Ivan, rushed forward and grabbed his arm with a thunderous voice, her choked voice was mixed with a tremor: "Beiming Haoting, where are you going?"

She wrapped her arms around his arm tightly, as if afraid of losing it again.

Beiming Haoting's eyes were slightly stunned, and his sunglasses blocked his expression.

He stood there silently, moving his arms, trying to break free from her confinement.

"Don't you have anything to say to me when you come back? Beiming Haoting, since you don't want to love anymore, why did you leave that letter?" Yan Chuyan's heart throbbed violently, and the pain was piercing.

When he came back, he wanted to say a lot to him, but he looked cold and arrogant at the moment, and his mighty aloofness made people dare not approach him.

"Let go." Beiming Haoting murmured, his posture cold and arrogant.

Little Ivan walked over slowly with light steps, hugging his straight long legs with his soft little hands, and said in a childish voice, "Papa, don't go."

Beiming Haoting glanced at little Ivan with lowered eyes, stretched out his hand to push him away, and said in a deep and indifferent voice, "Don't follow me."

After saying that, he pressed Yan Chuyan's hand, opened her fingers one by one, pushed her away resolutely, and walked forward.

……

Beiming Haoting walked into the elevator with his back straight, and little Ivan kicked his calf to follow.

"Papa, don't go... Papa, don't go..."

The elevator door was closing slowly, little Ivan stretched his fleshy little hand in and almost wanted to hug Beiming Haoting.

Suddenly, little finger felt a sharp pain, and the elevator door closed tightly.

"Ah wow...it hurts!" Little Ivan howled loudly, glanced at his mother, and immediately fell silent, holding back his tears.

Yan Chuyan was startled when little Ivan's finger was caught by the elevator door, so she rushed over and slapped the door.

Bang bang bang!
"Beiming Haoting, you open the door! Ivan's finger is caught!"

Little Ivan's small pink lips were pursed into a tight straight line, his watery black eyes turned red, and tears fell silently from the pain.

Beiming Haoting stood indifferently inside, with his ice blue eyes slightly closed under the brim of his hat, as if he couldn't hear what she said.

"Papa, you open the door, it hurts..." Little Ivan endured the pain tenaciously, and his soft fingers began to become red and swollen.

The man in the elevator didn't seem to hear her anxious pleading at all, and he stretched out his hand to press the button on the first floor.

"Ow..."

Suddenly, with a low growl from little Ivan, a dazzling blue light suddenly lit up, and a powerful energy blasted the elevator door open.

Two small white pointed ears grew out of Ivan's fluffy head, and his jet-black pupils burst out with angry fire, staring fixedly at the man in the stagnant elevator.

"Hmph! Papa is a bad guy! Bad guy! Just like that bad woman!" ╯^╰

He put away his two furry kitten ears, turned around and rubbed against Yan Chuyan.

"Mama, it hurts so much, hehe..."

In the elevator, Beiming Haoting stared at them quietly, his thin cold lips were pursed into a straight line, he moved his lips, hesitant to speak.

(End of this chapter)