My husband is a wife

Chapter 38 Make Her Feel Warm
The man's black eyes as deep as a dry well flashed with a dangerous cold light, and he grabbed her fiercely, and his rough male palm squeezed her chin fiercely, and raised his lips mockingly: "You can't live without a man." Do you?" She dared to ignore his warning and continue to be with Zhan Feiyang, she was really not good.

Looking at the cruel and ruthless man in front of him, Qin Wushuang's strength seemed to be drained instantly, trembling, enduring the strong fear in his heart, he said stubbornly: "Zhan Beichen, didn't you hear Feiyang say that I am his girlfriend?" Well, a friend's wife can't be bullied, show some respect."

"How to respect?" Zhan Beichen's eyes became more sinister and presumptuous, his palms tightly grasped her shoulders, and his deep voice was filled with anger, "Who allowed you to be with Zhan Feiyang, huh?"

"Whom I want to be with is my freedom. Who are you, why do you care about me?" Qin Wushuang raised his foot, kicked him hard, and roared angrily.

Zhan Beichen didn't pay attention to her attack, a chill appeared in his bloodthirsty eyes, he grabbed her chin with his palm, and stared at her viciously: "Just because I'm your creditor, Qin Wushuang, without me You can never get happiness." That woman made him live in hell, she is dead, and she should pay for it.

Qin Wushuang thought he was talking about the fact that she stabbed him and pushed him off the cliff, annoyed: "Can you be reasonable, you have already taken away my most precious thing from me, isn't that enough?" ?”

"Not enough." He said that he wanted her to live but not die, as long as he was around, he would make her life worse than death.

"Zhan Beichen, you inhumane bastard, you will die badly, you will definitely die badly..." Qin Wushuang roared angrily.

After that incident, his humanity had long been wiped out, and he just wanted to drag her to hell with her.

……

When Qin Wushuang came to the equipment room with some difficulty, there were all kinds of weapons in it.

"Wushuang, you are finally here. You have been away for so long. I thought you were lost. I almost went to find you. Come quickly. The gun I prepared for you has been loaded with powder bullets. Will you shoot? ?" Seeing her coming, Zhan Feiyang handed her the gun he carefully selected with a little excitement.

"Let me try." Holding the gun, Qin Wushuang clumsily fired a shot at the target, but missed, and she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"It's not like this, I'll teach you how to hold the gun like this..." Zhan Feiyang stood behind her, took her hand warmly, and taught her how to grasp the gun correctly.

They stood very close, his breath was very warm and fresh, completely different from Zhan Beichen's domineering and cold breath, it made her feel warm, thinking of that bastard, Qin Wushuang's little heart couldn't help trembling uncontrollably , her gaze inadvertently saw the tall figure standing by the door reflected on the glass mirror, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly pushed and opened Feiyang, and said in a panic, "I know what to do..."

Zhan Feiyang was stunned for a moment, and asked with concern: "Wu Shuang, what happened to you today, you were startled and absent-minded, are you feeling unwell?"

"No, maybe it's because I didn't sleep well last night, and I'm a little out of spirit." Qin Wushuang held the gun tightly in his hand, and forced a smile.

(End of this chapter)