After I dressed up as a movie actress, I married a big guy.

Chapter 1 Do you really want to give birth to an heir to the Tan family?
In the dark night, on the cold railway tracks, the trains from far to near are moving at high speed, and the front of the train emits a dazzling light.

Bang bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang bang!

Uh...

Yan Que felt that her eardrums were about to be shattered by the ear-piercing sound. Just as she opened her eyes, the head of the locomotive rushed towards her like a flying arrow, and it was about to run over her in the next moment.

"what……"

She was pulled by a strong force, and she fell forward involuntarily, leaning against a strong chest.

She was panting heavily as the galloping train passed behind her.

She was clearly painting at home, so how could she run onto the railway tracks?
The man took her hand, regardless of her shock, strode into the dense forest.

The silver moonlight poured down, the man was wearing a suit, his face could not be seen clearly, he was tall, strong, and very strong.

boom!
She was pulled hard, and her petite body leaned against the tree trunk, and she couldn't help but hum softly, "Hiss..."

The man stared at her with a half-smile in his eyes, raised her chin with his right hand, and sneered lightly on his sexy thin lips, "Yan Li, you've learned how to commit suicide by lying on the rails?"

Her jaw was pinched in excruciating pain, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, "Sir, you have mistaken the person, I am not Yan Li!"

"What does my wife who has been married for three years look like? Do you think I will admit my mistake?" Tan Chuyan stared at her face, thinking of her brother who was killed by her, and really wanted to kill her immediately.

Damn, it's too cheap for her.

"Sir, you're really mistaken. It's too dark here. Take a closer look. I'm not Yan Li. My name is Yan Que. I don't know why I'm here! I'm not married yet! I don't have a husband! You Let me go!" She yelled excitedly, and pain of varying severity came from all over her body.

The blood all over his body seemed to be flowing.

It hurts.

"I haven't seen you for three years, and my acting skills have gotten better. She deserves to be a popular actress. I almost believed it." Tan Chuyan let go of her jaw, and wiped his hand that touched her in disgust.

She rubbed her chest and saw her hands under the silvery moonlight. Because of drawing for a long time, her right index finger had a thin callus, and she hurt her hand while peeling fruit during the day, and it was covered with bandages. .

At this moment, her fingers were white and slender, not like her own hands at all.

Tan Chuyansen's indifferent voice came from the top of his head, "You really want to give birth to an heir to the Tan family?"

Her mind is still in a daze. Not only has she become the popular actress Yan Li, but she also wants to give birth to Yan Li's husband?
As a loyal fan of Yan Li, she never even knew that Yan Li was married!

Before waiting for her answer, Tan Chuyan said coldly, "Could it be that you still expect me to fight in person?"

"No!" She held the thick tree trunk behind her hands, "I didn't want to give birth to the Tan family, I just wanted to give birth to you!"

She said nonsense.

Tan Chuyan narrowed his deep black eyes slightly, and an unknown light flashed in his eyes, which was fleeting.

The tall and slender figure approached, clasped her hands tightly, lowered his head close to her neck, breathed hot breath on her delicate skin, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "So, do you really want me to personally Go into battle?"

"No! You let me go...it's a misunderstanding..." She turned her head and closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look at him. "You can leave as long as you want, and we don't need to meet in the future!"

"Heh..." He snorted very shortly, "Do you think the Tan family's daughter-in-law is so good that she can even see her husband? She can't even have a baby?"

　Tan Erye's aura is a bit strong!Miss Yan, are you afraid?

　　The new article is still very pampering and provocative, don't be intimidated by the opening article, babies!

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