Chapter 393 : Lan Ruoyi, I really want to strangle you
The door of the hotel was opened by T! Lan Ruoyi clearly felt that the door of the hotel was opened by T. She was still holding the phone nervously in her hand. She was still thinking about it just now, and was still thinking carefully, what is it
I asked Zhiye to come to save me but I still didn’t! I didn’t expect that the door had been opened by someone and was opened by an angry man!
"Lan Ruoyi, I'm very disappointed with you, haha, want to escape? Want to help the soldiers? Sorry, I heard all the phone calls just now!"
While saying that Qi Weiyu was holding the child, he walked into the room like a ghost. When he walked to the big bed where the woman was sitting cross-legged, he threw the child in his hand on the bed without any politeness, allowing the child to be silly.
He was scared and cried aside! He was so angry that he couldn't control his emotions at all!
Lan Ruoyi also clearly felt the anger emanating from Qi Weiyu. Such anger burned her seriously. She saw disappointment and resentment towards her in his angry eyes! Hate?
He hates her?
This consciousness almost suffocated her. The child cried aside, but she could no longer hear anything. She just looked at his face and his angry face, allowing herself to integrate into his emotions.
go![
"Lan Ruoyi, if possible, I really want to strangle you to death!"
The big hand couldn't control himself and climbed up her slender neck! The hand on her neck was trembling. He really wanted to strangle her to death, right? Why did he keep betraying him? What should he keep abandoning him? He has done it
How many concessions have been made? How many have been done is something that Qi Weiyu cannot do?
Why can't she understand? Why must she leave him? Why must she hurt her? Why have she been the one she abandoned? He stood outside the door and heard everything, didn't he?
?She is asking for help, and asking for help from another man, ha, what a sarcastic thing!
"Qi Weiyu, I...
Damn, why do you want to explain? Why do you feel sorry for him? She did nothing, didn't she?
"How? Want to explain? Yes, I can give you time to explain!"
There was no warmth in the tone of speaking, there was only depression, only anger, and a certain impulse to hit her! The hand stuck on her neck had not been let go! He couldn't let go, let go