Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1190 He is only so capable

She didn't know much about the past between him and Song Shaojun, she just talked about it casually.

Unexpectedly, Song Shaoyan's face changed, and he grabbed her wrist with a big hand, exerting force.

Song Shaoyan's eyes were cold and dark, his face was gloomy, and there was an endless chill all over his body.

His falcon-like gaze was fixed on Ning An, and the corners of his lips curved indifferently.

"Don't compare me with Song Shaojun, understand?" He warned her coldly.

Ning An felt uncomfortably stared at by his sharp eyes, and shivered a bit: "Let go."

"Ning An, I don't allow you to get so close to Song Shaojun, as long as I'm still your husband, you have to keep a distance from Song Shaojun!"

Song Shaoyan was warning her again.

Ning An didn't know how many warnings like this he had received.

It's nothing more than, don't let her do this, don't let her do that.

The ridiculous thing is that he is doing what he forbids her to do.

Ning An smiled, her eyes were a little blurred, she tilted her head and looked at him, her smile was charming and charming.

"Song Shaoyan, if I cheat, will you divorce me?"

Song Shaoyan's face changed, and the hand holding her wrist was even stronger: "If you cheat, I will ruin your Ning family's reputation. Your grandfather is already old, can he stand tossing and cold-eyed? Hmm?"

"Song Shaoyan, you are really despicable." Ning An smiled, with a somewhat desolate smile.

I thought he was a gentleman, but now it seems that he is just a despicable villain.He has never been so shameless when no outsiders are present.

"So, Ning An, if you're not afraid, try it. You can rely on Song Shaojun to cover you." Song Shaoyan stared into her eyes, "See if he will control you."

"Can you get out?" Ning An looked at him calmly, his chest was heaving and his breathing was short of breath.

Every time she quarreled with him, it would end in her complete defeat.

In this marriage, even if they are all at fault, she will always be the bearer of all the pain.

He doesn't care about her feelings at all.

If it wasn't a public place, he would have taken her and raped her.

He is just so patient.

Look, this is the man she blindly likes, the man she once cherished carefully in her heart.

Ning An found it ironic.

Song Shaoyan let go of her wrist, and gouged her out: "I'll pick you up at night."

After speaking, he straightened his clothes, coughed a few times, and walked out of the bathroom.

In the air, there is still the breath of his body and the cold chill.

Ning An's wrist was red from his grip, and there was a circle of red handprints.

Her legs were weak, and she leaned against the wall and looked blankly at the pool.

There is a bright mirror in front of her eyes, and there are traces of trance in her eyes, without light.

Song Shaoyan's voice was still echoing in her ears, and her head ached.Ning An rubbed his head, but his mind was still not clear.

Just then, the phone rang.

She leaned on the wall and took out her phone from her bag.

"Mr. Song."

"Why haven't you come back yet? Are you drunk?" Song Shaojun's gentle voice came.

"No, I can drink."

"In the afternoon, you go home to rest, get some sleep, and don't come to work."

"No, I'm fine, I can work."

"I think I have nothing to do with you." Song Shaojun said helplessly, "That's fine, I'll take you back to the apartment, and you must take a lunch break."

"Well... I'll be right there, Mr. Song wait for me."

(End of this chapter)