Runaway wife is very charming

Chapter 37 What Am I Doing?we are husband and wife

"Let go of me...you hurt me." Wen Qingruo frowned and struggled, but Yan Junchen pressed him between the car seat and his chest.

Yan Junchen's eyes flashed across her cheeks, and finally fell on her angry eyes.

"Let go!" Wen Qingruo kept struggling, but Yan Junchen tightly clasped his hands above his head.

His hot breath sprayed on her face, Wen Qingruo raised her eyes, and what she met was his deep gaze... and the ice in his eyes.

"Do you hate it when I touch you?"

"Yes, I hate it... No, I hate your touch!" Wen Qingruo looked at him without showing any weakness, and there was a kind of... obvious disgust in her clear eyes.

That's right, if Wen Qing hated him... hated everything about him!
Especially when there are so many women... and they still come to her.

Sure enough, when Yan Junchen heard her words, his already cold expression condensed again, "You have the ability to tell me again? Wen Qingruo, why are you so ignorant?"

"Yeah, I didn't know the heights of heaven and earth! Well...you get out of here!" There was deep anger in Wen Qingruo's eyes, she stared at the man firmly, Wen Qingruo swore that she would absolutely Hate him to death! ! !

"Fuck me? Wen Qingruo... Don't forget that we are husband and wife." Yan Junchen smiled coldly, clasped her wrist with one hand, and covered her thin cold lips.

Wen Qingruo's pupils constricted for a while, she already felt what he was going to do!
A kind of humiliation and anger all surged up at this moment.

With her hands bound, Wen Qingruo bent her legs to kick him, but Yan Junchen suppressed her!
"You won't change your temper unless I teach you a lesson, right?" Yan Junchen raised his head, his handsome face was enveloped by a layer of anger and ice, his breath was unprecedentedly fierce.

Before Wen Qingruo could react, the clothes on her body were ripped apart...

After returning to Yan's manor, Wen Qingruo's physical strength had already been exhausted, and with the discomfort in her body, she fell asleep.

Yan Junchen draped his coat over her shoulders and carried her out of the car.

"Master...young mistress." The servant stood up from inside and watched Yan Junchen walk in.

Yan Junchen didn't say anything, just picked up Wen Qingruo and walked to the bedroom on the second floor.

When he gently placed Wen Qingruo on the bed, her coat slipped off, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin...and dense marks on her body.

His eyes suddenly became complicated, and he even had a feeling of boredom in his heart.

My heart... actually felt a little uncomfortable.

Wen Qingruo curled up subconsciously. She was very quiet when she was sleeping, and she didn't have the slightest arrogance when she was awake.

But when he thought of the warmth of her smiling at another man in the park, he felt an inexplicable anger in his heart.

There was silence in the room, Yan Junchen finally couldn't take it anymore and walked to the side wine cabinet, took out a bottle of strong tequila, and skillfully opened it.The light amber liquid was poured into the goblet little by little, sparkling under the moonlight.

Yan Junchen sat on the dark blue sofa, looking deeply at the sleeping woman on the bed.

Does this woman hate him that much?Hate so much... Hate his touch?
(End of this chapter)