Cultivating a Doting Wife: Domineering Male God Forces Marriage Step by Step

Chapter 1569 Dao is one foot high, and the devil is one foot high (1)

The manager took them to the lounge that was only opened when Xiangyan came in the past. Qiao Lan lay down on the sofa as soon as he entered the door, intending to take a rest, but immediately stood up again after thinking of something.

"Shu Le, is there a medicine box?" Qiao Lan asked impatiently. Shu Le was standing at the door, just took the medicine box from the staff, and quickly took it to Qiao Lan's side.

Shu Le opened the medicine box, Qiao Lan pulled Si Yan's discolored wrist, and said with some regret: "If you look like this all over, my brother probably won't want you!"

Although his eyes were full of disgust and his mouth was merciless, the movement of grabbing his wrist was much lighter than before, and he was also cautious.

Si Yannu pursed her lips and said indifferently: "I'm really sorry, I didn't achieve your expected goal! But what I want to say is that if my whole body turns into the color of wrists today, then your fate will not be worse than mine. How good is it! When Xiang Yan saw that I was injured, he might beat you to death, if you don't believe me, let's wait and see!"

Qiao Lan's action of applying the medicine froze, and after thinking of a certain possibility, she looked back at her butt. The possibility of what Si Yan said was being carried out was too great. He didn't want to be beaten at such an age like when he was a child. butt.

After thinking about it for a while, he deliberately poked Si Yan's wrist with a cotton swab, and asked angrily, "How much does it hurt? Does this hurt? I just squeezed it a little bit!"

"Why doesn't it hurt? I'm a girl, do you think I'm training with a gun every day like you?" Si Yan also replied angrily, it's just to be annoying, who wouldn't!
Qiao Lan's eyelids twitched. Si Yan's ability to directly say that he was carrying a gun seems to have completely accepted his identity and the scope of his business, so that there would be no conflicts between him and Xiangyan because of work. .

"I said, can you stop being so coquettish? If I push harder, will you pretend to be broken?" Qiao Lan complained while taking the medicine, but she was a little scared in her heart.

If Si Yan had a broken bone, he would not be far from being disabled.

In the past, no matter what happened, he could be sure that Xiang Yan would not do anything to him.

But now, with Si Yan who is robbing his elder brother like this, a delicate and weak but domineering person, he really can't guarantee whether Xiang Yan will take action against him, whether he will be ruthless, to what extent!
After applying the medicine, Qiao Lan said impatiently: "Okay, it's just a little bruise, it'll be fine when it disappears, don't be so delicate, or my brother will serve you as your slave, be sensible, sister-in-law!"

Si Yan moved her wrist, leaned on the sofa, squinted at Qiao Lan and said, "Your brother is willing to be my slave, how can I get acquainted? I like him so much, I can't drive him away from me, right?"

"You..." Qiao Lan was so angry that she couldn't speak. What Si Yan said was true. Who can stop what Xiang Yan wants?

Seeing Si Yan reclining on the sofa without fear, Qiao Lan raised her eyebrows and threw the potion she had just used on the table in displeasure.

Immediately afterwards, he said to Shu Le with a stinky face: "Where is the bathroom, I have to wash my hands, this thing smells so bad!"

Si Yan gradually opened his eyes wide, and said in a speechless voice: "You dislike the bad smell of the potion, and you don't even look at whose hand it is on, and who caused it! Call me squeamish, first review yourself, A big man is not ashamed to be so narrow-minded!"

(End of this chapter)