Demonic Cool Husband: Loving His Naughty Little Wife

"Then I'll leave him to you. Don't let him get drunk. It's hard to deal with this guy when he's drunk." Qin Zhenyuan reached out and patted Ye Chenfeng's shoulder and left.

"Xiu, that's enough, don't drink any more." Ye Chenfeng reached out and snatched the wine glass from his hand to prevent him from drinking any more.

"Leave me alone." The man saw that he took away his wine glass, and slowly raised his head under the dim romantic light. Under the shoulder-length pure black hair, there was a face that was more beautiful and handsome than a woman. The dark night pupils at the bottom are evil and charming, and the thin lips with perfect lines are tightly pressed, revealing a sultry evil spirit in the decadence.

"I don't want to bother you, but I want to tell you one thing, Xiahou Xiyue is back." Ye Chenfeng put the wine glass heavily on the table.

"What does it matter to me that she's back?" When he heard the name Xiahou Xiyue, his face stiffened for a moment, but he quickly recovered his indifferent expression. He leaned back on the sofa and slowly closed his eyes. He closed his black eyes that seemed to reveal his emotions, and refused to be throbbed by this name any longer.

"It's really none of your business? Well, if I let someone catch her and throw her into the sea to feed the fish, you should have no objection." Looking at his dying look, Ye Chenfeng's thin There was a mocking sneer on his lips.

"Ye Chenfeng, do you dare to touch a single hair of her?" As soon as Ye Chenfeng's voice fell, the handsome long-haired man who was leaning on the sofa suddenly jumped up. In the blink of an eye, he was already close to Ye Chenfeng's body, his powerful palms grabbed the front of his shirt, and a gloomy and terrifying cold light like the god of death shot out from his deep black pupils.

"Didn't you say that her matter has nothing to do with you? Her existence is a threat to me, and I must get rid of her." Mingli still cared a lot, but pretended to be deep, Ye Chenfeng remained motionless Standing there, he didn't take his threats seriously.

"Her matter has nothing to do with me, but I don't allow others to hurt her." Duanmuxiu said coldly.

"Hey, this is a public place anyway. If you want to fight, I can provide the venue." Qin Zhenyuan, who had just walked away, noticed that the atmosphere here was not right, so he hurried over, but he didn't come to persuade the fight, he came to see it drama.

"Who said we were going to fight?" Ye Chenfeng pushed Duanmuxiu's hand away, and gracefully stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles on his collar, with a mocking sneer on his face, this Qin Zhenyuan is a standard fear of chaos in the world The troublemaker, who sees friends fighting and doesn't step forward to persuade them but fan the flames?

"Scared, don't you guys want to fight?" It's a pity, he thought he could see a wonderful performance tonight, Qin Zhenyuan's face immediately collapsed exaggeratedly.

"I'm here to drink." The implication was that he didn't come to fight. Duanmuxiu sat back on the sofa and picked up the glass to drink again.

"Xiu, I'm serious. If you don't stop her, don't blame me for being merciless." From his reaction just now, Ye Chenfeng already knew that his warning had paid off.

"Hey, what are you two talking about?" He only walked away for a while, why did he feel the smell of gunpowder so much?Did he miss something just now?

"Stop gossiping about this kind of thing, I'm leaving." With a meaningful smile on Ye Chenfeng's face, he reached out and patted Qin Zhenyuan's shoulder, then turned and left.