Your wife is a bit fierce

Chapter 394

She walked around the desk, sat down on a chair, and reached for the drawer below, which was locked.

This is just a temporary place to live, so many things are not comprehensive, so the locks of the drawers are only common in the market.

Xiaoxue used to carry the steel wire with her, put it into the keyhole, and quickly opened it.

Xiaoxue was stunned for a moment, there was nothing inside the secret document, only a crystal photo frame, the photo was fastened.

Xiaoxue carefully took it out, the photo was just a strange little girl, wearing retro European clothes, wearing a princess crown on her head, with a dazzling smile on her face, the light in the photo was a little yellowish, it should be a photo taken many years ago .

At this moment, the door of the room was kicked open suddenly, and Qingyang Xiujue came down with unprecedented anger. He changed his previous dark and secretive feeling in front of Xiaoxue, and his eyes seemed to be burning with the heat of flames.

He snatched the photo frame from Xiaoxue's hand, and suddenly stretched out his other hand, grabbing Xiaoxue's neck forcefully.

Xiaoxue couldn't guard against her, she dodged a little behind, he was skillful and agile, and grabbed her neck easily.

Xiaoxue couldn't even hide in a hurry, her entire back was already stuck to the bookshelf behind her.

She has never fought against Qingyang Xiujue, and she has never even seen him fight against anyone. She has always thought that he is the kind of person who can only understand literature but not martial arts, but seeing him today, she has new feelings for him understanding.

However, it is not uncommon to know martial arts, to be able to stand in the highest low position of the Qingyang family, but not to be able to martial arts, I am afraid that he has already died [-] times.

Xiaoxue's head was pressed against the stack of books behind him by his force. The books were almost new, and the material was hard. The edge touched the back of her head sharply like a knife, which was extremely painful.

Qingyang Xiujue's eyes were blood red, and his coquettish facial features also became slightly distorted under his anger, as if he had turned into another person all of a sudden. Although he usually spoke little and had a gloomy aura all over his body, his behavior and actions , are calm and introverted, and there is a sense of elegance.

He pressed so hard that Xiaoxue's neck seemed to be strangled by him, her breath was blocked, her face was flushed, and her raised leg was easily suppressed by him.

Xiaoxue wanted to push him away, but he only came out wrapped in a bath towel, his muscular body was not inferior to that of Qingyang Lin Xiao, and the wet drops of water dripped down his well-defined muscles.

His skin is very fair, better than Xiaoxue.

Xiaoxue's hands hanging by her sides were tightly clenched, and at the moment when she felt that she was really going to be wiped out, she still ignored his naked upper body and pushed his chest with her fists, but the man's arms were very long, and Xiaoxue Can't reach him at all.

The last remaining reason made her think of the books behind her, Xiaoxue turned her hand and randomly pulled out a book from the pile of books, and threw it at Qingyang Xiujue's handsome face.

He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face, and the book fell heavily, but a wound was left on his arm, and blood remained along the slender opening, which was scratched by the sharp edge of the book.

Xiaoxue continued to take the book from behind and threw it at his face.

Her movements were not slow, so just as Qingyang Xiujue moved away, the book hit him in the face without hesitation.

The hand holding Xiaoxue's neck was finally released, and the whole person took several steps back.

Xiaoxue panted vigorously and coughed continuously, her face flushed as if she was about to bleed at any moment.

Still holding a book in her hand, Xiaoxue bent over, but her eyes were always fixed on the man who seemed to be standing on a high place.

The bridge of his straight nose was hit by the book, and it was a little bruised.

Looking directly at Xiaoxue, the wind and rain are still surging, and the killing intent spreads densely in the space.

Xiaoxue gasped: "Isn't it just a photo, what are you in such a hurry for?"

"Who allowed you to enter my room?" He growled, although the tone was not heavy, but there were sharp arrows bursting out of his voice, as if he wanted to pierce Xiaoxue's heart with thousands of arrows.

Wherever Qingyang Xiujue usually went, the four of them would move together, and most of the time, they would also act as bodyguards.

So where he was, there were only four of them besides the servants and subordinates.

Almost all the servants he hired had clean hands and feet. When they entered his room, except for cleaning, they would not touch his things. That's why he put them in a drawer that could be easily opened with a wire without any precautions. .

Xiaoxue would never enter his room privately before.

Xiaoxue still can't fight with him yet: "I came up to look for you, but you're not here. I know you have a lot of books here, so come and have a look."

The sharpness in Qingyang Xiujue's eyes gradually dissipated, and he glanced at the drawer under the desk, the lock was hung on the buckle, it seemed that he had forgotten to close it himself.

Before he asked a question, Xiaoxue answered first: "You forgot to turn it off."

Qingyang Xiujue glanced at her, Xiaoxue didn't know whether he believed it or not, she saw him striding away with a crystal photo frame, his tall and indifferent back was like ice.

Xiaoxue breathed a sigh of relief, and ran her hands down her throat.

This man is really cruel and has an unstable temperament. A photo can change his temperament drastically.

It seems that he is the same as the rumors from the outside world, but he is used to using elegance and gloomyness to cover up his violent personality.

It is exactly the same as Qingyang Lin Xiao's personality.

Walking out of the study, Qingyang Xiujue was putting on his pants with his back to the elementary school, she immediately stopped, turned around and hid in the study.

His figure is also good, nothing to say.

Xiaoxue stood in the study for a long time before going out again. He was buttoning up the cuffs of his shirt and glanced at Xiaoxue from the side.

There was a look of contempt that could not be ignored.

Xiaoxue strode towards the door of the room, ignoring him as much as possible.

Just as he put his hand on the handle, Xiujue Qingyang's low and careless reminder sounded: "The plane is in the backyard of the villa, and it will take off in half an hour."

Xiaoxue opened the door and walked out.

Luo and Yi were already in the living room downstairs, with a travel bag behind them, looking ready.

Xiaoxue remembered that Fan was still sleeping, went down to the second floor, and was walking around the corner when he had already walked over with his travel bag on his back.

There was still a dim light of exhaustion on his face, but after seeing Xiaoxue, he raised the corners of his mouth, trying to make himself look full of energy.

"You have not slept?"

"No, I've been packing things."

That's right, how could he fall asleep in such a short time, it's better to wait until the plane and then sleep.

Luo and Fan didn't know what they were talking about, and the expression on Luo's face was always unhappy. After seeing Xiaoxue and Fan coming down, they waved and said hello: "Chi, Fan, I've been waiting for you for a long time, enough ink marks."

After all, he pulled Xiaoxue over and let her stand between her and Yi.

Yi lifted the shoulder strap on the travel bag, snorted, and walked out of the villa.

Xiaoxue looked at Luo's tightly pursed lips. It's not easy for her to get involved in the relationship between them, so she didn't ask anything, but just patted her on the shoulder: "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)