Hidden Marriage Wife:Passionate And Wild CEO

When did this man come back? She put down the bowl and limped to the bathroom. Just washed a few times, the sound of his footsteps in the ear. She turned off the tap and looked up in the mirror.

"Stupid thing." He opened his thin lips and scoffed in a low voice.

"You are stupid." Lu Shiran wiped the water on her face and scolded defiantly.

"It's not stupid. How can you be splashed with dirty water." Feng Jingchen leaned against the door frame, feeling strange in his heart, as if he had been disturbed. The image of the hotel was not a bad thing. Instead, he saw that she was humiliated in public.

Lu Shiran's tears suddenly surged out, and she began to cry violently and shiver, and her nose began to flow out.

"It's dirty." He turned his head in disgust.

On hearing this, Lu Shiran ran ran into his arms and rubbed his face against his chest.

"You scold me, I dirty you Why do you swear? I take your salary and work for you. Are you the emperor? Do you take bullying for fun

Feng Jingchen's body was stiff and her hands were lifted in the air. Her small head ran against her in her arms. Like an angry and helpless deer, she spread her hooves to find a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

"Enough?" He lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice.

Lu Shiran shook his head and nodded in a panic. He stepped back ten steps and cried, "don't try to pit me. I won't pay for your clothes."

Feng Jingchen wanted to laugh, but he didn't, so he hooked her up and patted her on her back. "If you get dirty, you'll have to pay."

"Deer, what are you crying for?" The old man came in and looked at her.

The old man's question is very gentle and kind, just like relatives. After two days, Lu Shiran was tired, afraid, sad and disgraced, but no one asked her a word. At this time, she wiped her tears and sobbed, "my boyfriend doesn't want me anymore."

The old man looked at Feng Jingchen and then at her. Suddenly he waved the radio in his hand and hit Feng Jingchen's butt.

"Why don't you want the fawn? What's going on? Isn't it good to get married early? Make a fuss... "

"Hello, grandfather..." Feng Jingchen did not expect this move, the pain was a contraction, rushed to the bathroom outside.

"Stinky boy, don't get married..." The old man chased after him, staggering and staggering. Feng Jingchen was afraid that he would fall, so he had to stop and help him. But as soon as he stopped, he waved again

Lu Shiran was stunned by this scene, grinning, and suddenly waved and yelled, "hit him! Hit him hard

The old and the young stopped and looked at him.

Lu Shiran is especially excited, waving and shouting.

Feng Jingchen grabs the old man's Radio and puts it down. He strides in front of Lu Shiran, pushes her into the bathroom and closes the door behind him.

"What are you shouting at?" He reproached with a black face.

Lu Shiran sneered and said, "I see. If the old man doesn't drive me away, he must recognize me as your former girlfriend. If you offend me again, I will speak ill of you every day. "

"I can think about it." Feng Jingchen's eyes narrowed slightly and his head bowed slowly.

Lu Shiran's heart is tight, and a chill rises from his spine.

"What do you want to do?" She retreated to nowhere to go, her back against the wall, the cold touch made her more nervous.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, slightly tilted his head, with a faint sneer in the corner of his lips, staring at her calmly. After a while, he said slowly, "nothing."

Lu Shiran inhaled gently, stretched out two fingers, and tentatively pushed his chest. "Feng Zong, please get out of the way. I have to clean up."

Feng Jingchen did not move, so she had to stick to the wall and move horizontally to avoid him. This person does not speak, stare at her like this, it is really frightening!

"I said, I don't like women talking back." Watch her turn away from the front a little bit.

"I can't talk back. Can't I talk back? Do I have human rights..." Lu Shiran was very angry and looked up at him.

Feng Jingchen frowned and raised a finger to beat her mouth.

"Disgusting!" Lu Shiran is on fire. Why should she be beaten? As soon as her brain was hot, she quickly raised her hand to fight back and stabbed his mouth with a finger.

Feng Jingchen is preparing to train her. With this mouth, her fingers are in his mouth.

Lu Shiran shudders and shrinks quickly. But how can we shrink back? He was biting with his teeth, squinting at his deep pupils, clasping her chin in one hand and pressing her wrist with the other.

"Pain..." She gave a little cry, and his little face was distorted by him.

"Lu Shiran, you dare." He pulled out her finger, looked at the tooth marks, and pressed the hand up.

"Are you a little dog? You bite people." Lu Shiran couldn't get rid of his grip. He was anxious, embarrassed and angry. He raised his leg and tried to kick him.

She can clean up Xu Milan, but she is definitely not Feng Jingchen's opponent? He imprisons her like a fawn trying to jump away. The more she dances, the more energetic he is.

After struggling for a long time, Lu Shiran was sweating all over his body, and the button under his collar broke open. The sweat slid down from his white and slender neckHis eyes drooped slightly, and the light in his pupils gradually burned. Suddenly, I kiss her lips