The smile on Feng Ying's face finally gradually calmed down, leaving only the coldness of his face.
Jian Qian looked at his desire to kill, silently lowered her eyes, picked up her chopsticks and ate the rice in the bowl.
But her bowl of rice was cold.
"Mr. Camp, let's go."
"That's right, the sisters are waiting in the private room."
The two women twisted the soft and charming voice of the water snake's waist.
"Okay, you can't let the beauty wait for a long time."
He suddenly smiled, put his hands behind the two women, patted their butts and took them away.
Jian Qian felt that her hands were a little stiff and she couldn't even hold the chopsticks.
He has lived a good life these days.
The Feng family was so bloody that they didn't stop him from having sex.
Liu Yuntian stared at Feng Ying's back as he left, but his fists were still clenched.
In his opinion, Feng Ying, a treacherous man, didn't know what bad tricks he was holding on, and he couldn't give Jian Qian the stable life he wanted.
But Jian Qian is now pregnant with his child and runs here to find him.
She thought he was dead, so shed a lot of tears? She almost miscarried?
Her body is weak.
Liu Yuntian looked at her and felt a little nervous.
In fact, how could he have given her a good love and a good life?
Jian Qian eats, eats, sleeps every day, and Liu Yuntian asks a doctor to come and check her health.
It was past 11 o'clock that night, and just as she was about to go to bed, she heard the doorbell ringing.
This time...
She went to open the door and saw the woman standing at the door with a cold face.
"It's you, they said Yuntian has been with you recently, but I don't believe it."
Liu Yuntian’s wife said.
Jian Qian looked at her quietly, "Sorry."
"Sorry? If sorry is useful, can I kill you and then apologize to you?"
Mrs. Liu asked her.
"Can."
Jian Qian agreed.
"you……"
Mrs. Liu raised her hand and slapped her, trembling with anger, and asked her: "You are simply shameless. Do you want to use this child to force us to divorce?"
"I've been feeling a little uncomfortable these days. I'll leave after I'm well prepared."
She can't be tolerated here, she knows.
She didn't even go downstairs for two days. The doctor had to come over every day to confirm her fetal image.
Even she doesn't understand, he will die if he dies. Why do you need to confirm?
What is there to be something he deserves to confirm?
Her eyes were inexplicably red.
Mrs. Liu listened to her words: "I want you to abort this child, no matter how much."
"impossible."
Jian Qian's voice was no longer strong, but Mrs. Liu didn't care. After her words of impossible, she felt that she was showing off on purpose, so she raised her hand and looked towards her face again.
Jian Qian was even ready to be beaten.
But the hand fell on her face.
"Hey, Mrs. Liu, these are too much. She can't conceive your man's child. If you want to find one, you should go to the one who knows how to sow, right?"
“…”
“…”
Mrs. Liu and Jian Qian looked at him when they heard the sound.
Mrs. Liu's wrist was pinched hard by him, but when she put it down, she gently.
He smiled and said, "Besides, the child is innocent."
Jian Qian couldn't understand him and didn't want to see her again.
"Is this woman so protected by Master Fang?"
"I have always been very pity for women, and Mrs. Liu should have heard of it."
"Phoa, disgusting."
Mrs. Liu couldn't stand his sarcastic aura, so she turned her head and left.
Feng Ying stood with the wall in his arms and glanced at her.
Jian Qian also sees him.
Feng Ying raised his hand and was about to touch her face because he saw the slap marks on her face, but Jian Qian immediately stepped back: "What are you doing?"
"I heard that you went to see me that night, so of course I came to ask, what's going on?"
“…”
"What happened that made you come here to find me despite your sister's disappearance?"
Feng Ying approached slowly.
She turned around and walked inside, trying to close the door but was blocked by him. He glanced at her indifferently, then pushed open the door and walked in.
"close the door."
He reminded.
Jian Qian had to close the door.
After all, it is impossible for people to see them together, right?
Jian Qian walked over slowly and sat on the sofa, "If you have something to do, say it, leave if you have nothing to do, don't sit for too long."
"How does it feel to be beaten by a rival in love?"
He asked.
Jian Qian looked at him coldly, not knowing why he answered the question.
And the slap was quite good, which made her sober a lot.
Jian Qian didn't move, but he quickly left and went to press the inside line: "Get a bottle of red wine and add ice."
She looked up at him, and saw that he was so loose and loose, and she didn't know which gentle village he crawled out of, and felt even more like a needle in her heart.
What's wrong with her?
They said from the beginning that they would not talk about feelings.
How could she be attracted to such a person?
How many times have they met?
Jian Qian unconsciously looked at him, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, just a man.
And he is so humiliating.
What exactly does she like him?
Do you like his skills in bed?
It must be, otherwise what else can you like?
Will he love others?
Then why is she so uncomfortable now?
Her hand gently placed on her lower abdomen, and then continued to look at him silently, but the look gradually brought a little dissatisfaction and hatred.
Feng Ying looked at his cell phone for a while and waited for the waiter to deliver what he wanted. He didn't say much nonsense. He wrapped a handful of ice in with the towel brought by the waiter, and then walked towards her.
Jian Qian subconsciously wanted to avoid it, and Feng Ying sat next to her, pressing her head, "Don't move."
Jian Qian: “…”
His hand held the ice on the half of her face that was beaten.
"It's a pity that such a beautiful face was beaten like this. Mrs. Liu is too, she's too ruthless."
He muttered himself.
Jian Qian was disgusted by hearing this, but she felt warm in her heart when she was doing this.
She raised her hand to hold the ice he was holding, "You can let go, I'll do it myself."
Feng Ying looked at her with a low look. She was so close at this time, but she was still as cold as ice.
How could she be as cold as ice?
He saw the tip of her nose through her eyebrows and eyes, and then suddenly, his thin lips blocked her mouth.
Jian Qian: “…”
There was a sudden buzz in her mind, and she was taken away from her breath without seeing anything clearly.
Feng Ying didn't say too much, and even his hand was holding ice on her face without moving at all.
But he kissed her so hard.
She couldn't push him away and didn't dare to make any big moves.
The doctor told her not to be excited.
She could only press her hands against his chest, but his chest was hot and had the smell of ebony agarwood she liked. Her tears fell quickly. He let go of her mouth and lowered her forehead
Murmur: "Don't be so cold, it's not cute at all."
She has never been a cute character.
She turned her head and told him not to stick to her so ambiguously.
The hand was also removed from his chest.
Feng Ying looked at her, "Why are you here?"
“…”
She looked at him, looking at his black eyes that made people feel like they were in the abyss.