Adorable wife and sultry: Zhan Qiye, don't be too bad

Chapter 1 Who took off Grandpa's clothes?
The night in early autumn was cold and terrifying. Qiao Mumu walked alone on the gloomy path. The night was like a hood covering her head, heavy and hideous.

The leaves on the tree were swayed by the wind, making a babbling sound. Qiao Mumu held her breath and sped up, but this night was like a dark tomb, and she always felt that there were hands coming towards her in the dark.

The smell of blood between the nostrils became more and more intense, the dark hand didn't grab her neck, but... grabbed her ankle!

"Shit!" Qiao Mumu couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

Could it be that there are ghosts in this world?

"Shut up!" Although the man's voice was weak, it was cold, cold, and Xiao Sha.

Qiao Mumu's heart twitched violently, as if someone had pinched his heart.

She is not afraid of anything, but the guy on the ground gives off a domineering, chilling, and cruel aura. Taking a deep breath, she squinted her eyes, "Who are you?"

The man's breath gradually weakened.

"Are you going to die?" Qiao Mumu asked again.

She hesitated whether to squat down, the strong smell of blood, and the man's cold and stern tone, didn't it mean that there was a big trouble?
After half an hour.

In the gray and white country villa, under the dim light, a man covered in blood was lying on the carpet, and a beautiful woman was sitting beside him. The woman was sweating profusely and her face was flushed. Only then did Hu Zhili "move" the man with a strong body to the villa.

Squinting her beautiful eyes, Qiao Mumu carefully looked at the man.

It is true that Qiao Mumu met a lot of super handsome men, and there were many handsome men who pursued her in school, but it was the first time she saw such a handsome man.

The three-dimensional facial features can no longer be described as exquisite. This is the beauty that cannot be carved by ghost hands.

Just right coldness, thick eyebrows slightly frowned, even in a coma, there is a wild and dangerous aura that makes the heart beat faster.

Qiao Mumu didn't know why such a handsome man appeared in this small villa. Even just a casual glance was enough to make a woman fascinated. Such a soul-stirring face can be called a monster!
"Save, or not?" Qiao Mumu said to himself, and tapped the man's bloodless thin lips with his finger, "The Buddha said, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, let's save it, it's a good one anyway." A monstrous beauty."

Qiao Mumu is a standard face control, it would be great if this guy looks a little uglier, she doesn't bother to bother about it.

The man was too heavy, so she was too lazy to put him on the bed. After finding the medicine box, she treated and bandaged the man's wound on the carpet.

Her movements are flowing, as if this kind of thing has been done thousands of times.

The clothes were too difficult to take off, full of blood, she roughly cut the man's luxurious clothes into pieces.

Qiu Shui glanced at the man's sexy chest muscles and seductive abdominal muscles, and saw that every muscle on the man's body exuded strong male hormones, and Qiao Mumu was about to have a nosebleed.

"Emptyness is form, and form is emptiness." She said silently, if she really had a nosebleed, it would ruin Qiao Mumu's face if it spread.

Holding his breath and correcting his attitude, Qiao Mumu bandaged the man's wound seriously.

An hour later, Qiao Mumu neatly tied a bow on the bandage on the wound, "perfect!"

After bandaging, she poured hot water and wiped the man's body. Tired to death, she saw the man's perfect figure, and thought to herself: This girl has been tired for a long time, so she should ask for some interest.

Thinking about it, the delicate and smooth little hand stretched out uncontrollably, gently stroking the man's chest, and slowly descending.Every muscle contains the power of blood spurting.

"It feels really good." Qiao Mumu sighed, and took off the man's pants, "Your pants also have blood on them, so you have to throw them away. I'm not taking advantage of you."

She was happy to touch it, but she didn't notice the man's eyelashes trembled subtly.

Feeling a body hundreds of times better than the world's male models, Qiao Mumu thought of his "misery" and couldn't help but sigh: "My fiancé is inhumane, how can I live alone in my empty boudoir? Don't marry, definitely don't marry! "

She came to this villa alone late at night because she was forced to marry by her black-hearted uncle and aunt, and insisted on marrying her to the seventh young master of the Zhan family, Zhan Yichen.

That man is not close to women, and it sounds abstinent, but in fact he is inhumane.

She had asked someone to find out that the seventh member of the Zhan family had heterophobia, and he couldn't even touch a woman's fingers.

What's even more frightening is that that fellow is cruel and domineering, cold and arrogant, marrying him is no different from jumping into a pit of fire.

"I've never touched a man properly in my life. I can't miss such a good opportunity." Qiao Mumu said to himself, like a studious child, he touched a man thoroughly, and finally gave a very fair evaluation: "It's really a peerless figure. It's a big loss not to be a male model."

The man was extremely sensitive, even though he was injured and couldn't open his eyes, he heard every word she said.

It's a pity that he can't move, he can only let Qiao Mumu do his best, talking nonsense.

When Qiao Mumu pinched his cold and handsome face with enthusiasm, he didn't notice that his fingers trembled.

"It's a pity that I'm going to Qin Mu's place tomorrow to get a passport, and I have to catch a plane, so I can't take you with me. Besides, you don't know where you came from, so I can't keep guarding you all the time, can I? Seeing your injury, it's better to go to the hospital for some fluids." While talking, Qiao Mumu moved the man into his car, "Stay here obediently, and I will take you to the hospital at dawn."

Qiao Mumu was in a hurry to get his passport, but he didn't know the identity of the man, so in order to avoid trouble, he left the man at the gate of Lingcheng Hospital.

"You look so evil, those little nurses will definitely take you to the hospital with joy when they see you. I still have something to do, so I won't send you to the west. Handsome guy, see you later."

Kindly covering him with a blanket, Qiao Mumu drove away.

Half an hour later, two men in black suits walked in the front, followed by six cars and a group of bodyguards, surrounding the man leaning against the pillar at the hospital entrance.

"Master, Ito is late, please punish me."

The man was covered with a blanket, his body was weak, but his mind was clear. His cold eyes locked on the man who was speaking, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Clothes."

Ito was taken aback for a moment, and immediately reacted, and immediately took a set of clothes from the car.

Another man with a baby face leaned over, just in time to see the man's almost naked perfect body after throwing away the blanket, his jaw almost dropped in shock, "Master, where did your clothes... go?"

The man's face suddenly sank, and the surrounding air instantly froze.

He quickly put on his clothes, looked down at the blanket on the ground, and said in a bloodthirsty and sinister tone, "In three days, I want to see that desperate woman!"

Yin Lang was stunned, woman?

Listening to the tone of the master, the clothes on his body should have been ripped off by a bold woman?
My dear, is there such a person in this world who is not afraid of death, who dares to take off the clothes of the master?

Ito was the calmest, and said respectfully: "Master, those killers have all been dealt with, should we go back to the imperial capital, or stay here?"

(End of this chapter)