Diamond Honey Wedding: Top Husband Dots on His Wife

Chapter 42 Meeting
"What's the matter?" She asked suspiciously, and just replied him a text message. He doesn't need to be so happy.

"It's nothing. You didn't reply to any of the text messages I sent you before. I thought you didn't want to talk to me. I didn't expect you to reply me."

Han Mitang didn't want to explain too much, so she said, "Oh, I thought it was a deceptive text message, so there is no exchange rate. I just saw your signature, and I don't think it looks like a liar."

How can she return the phone when she doesn't have it at all?

Xiao Yancheng laughed out in a low voice: "Honey, let's meet sometime. We haven't seen each other for so many years. I have a lot to say to you."

"Meet?" How could Nangong Ye let her meet Xiao Yancheng, but after thinking about it carefully, there is no need to meet, after all, she knows that he has a subtle affection for her, and she doesn't want him to get deeper and deeper.

"Yancheng, I'm not feeling well recently, let's talk about the meeting later." She prevaricated.

When Xiao Yancheng heard the words, a faint look of disappointment flashed across his eyes: "Alright, then... whenever you want to see me, you can contact me at any time."

"OK."

She readily agreed, she actually quite liked Xiao Yancheng, because he looked more like Nangong Ye, so she had a good impression of him.

Others said that he was very similar to Nangong Ye. In fact, in her opinion, the difference between the two people was quite big. It was just that they looked alike at first glance, but upon closer inspection, each had its own merits and was not exactly the same.

"who are you talking to?"

Han Mitang felt a chill down her spine when she heard the words, she didn't know why she felt guilty, but after being yelled at by Nangongye, she forgot what she was going to say after connecting.

Nangongye looked at her angrily, his eyes became colder and colder, the air around him stagnated, and even breathing became difficult.

Han Mitang froze: "How do you know I'm here?"

The phone didn't hang up, Xiao Yancheng heard something was wrong on the other end, and quickly called Han Mitang's name, but Han Mitang didn't answer him, instead, Nangong Ye's voice rang in his ears: "Xiao Yancheng, Han Mitang is My wife, don't provoke him."

After speaking, he threw the phone out, wishing it would break.

However, there is a pile of grass in front of it, and the phone is still intact, but the paint is scratched a little.

Nangongye grabbed Han Mitang's wrist fiercely: "Han Mitang, I will give you the best life. I can satisfy you with anything you want except mobile phones. Why, why did you go against my will? Xiao Yancheng treats you It’s really that important.”

Han Mitang tried to break free from his confinement: "What nonsense are you talking about, I just made a phone call, don't slander me."

"Slander? Just a phone call? Han Mitang, you really said it so lightly, don't forget, you are my Nangong Ye's woman!"

Nangongye didn't know why he had such a temper. He crossed her neck with his fist and slammed it hard against the wall behind her. Blood oozes from the joints, but he didn't care at all.

Han Mitang looked at him puzzled, he was so angry, wouldn't she be angry?
She turned her face away and ran towards the place where she just dropped the phone. Nangong Ye grabbed her hand in a second, pulled her into his arms, and pressed her against the wall fiercely, with a raging look of madness sucking her lips.

Han Mitang was taken aback by this sudden movement, and subconsciously avoided, but Nangongye did not give her the slightest chance to escape.

Han Mitang was furious and bit his tongue fiercely. Although he was in pain, he couldn't feel the pain in his heart.

He still kissed her fiercely, Han Mitang didn't dodge seeing him, his sharp eyes instantly turned into puddles of water, why didn't he dodge.

Seeing her let go, Nangong Ye saw that the frenzied sweep turned into a gentle kiss like water, and the bloody smell spread in her mouth. She frowned, feeling her stomach churn.

She didn't know where the strength came from, and quickly pushed him away. He was unprepared and took a step back.

Han Mitang squatted beside the stone steps, and vomited uncomfortably.

Probably because of the pregnant woman, she felt very uncomfortable when she smelled the fishy smell.

Nangongye squatted quietly beside her, patting her back, she vomited for a while, but didn't spit out anything, but he was patting herself like this, which surprised her, but felt it was reasonable.

But my heart is not so uncomfortable, and there is no discomfort.

He took out a tissue and wiped her lips himself, but she grabbed his hand, and the two of them were in a daze for a long time.

Han Mitang took the tissue from his hand: "Don't bother you, I'll just wipe it myself."

The clouds were thick just now, and the haze has not dissipated yet. Nangong Yehei went upstairs with a sullen face, and Han Mitang followed behind him unhurriedly.

Nangong Ye stopped in his tracks without turning his head, and said in an orderly tone, "Hurry up and follow."

Han Mitang gave him a blank look. Why did she always talk to her in this tone? She was afraid that she would not know how fierce he was. Although she was reluctant in her heart, she followed obediently.

Back in the room, the atmosphere was rather awkward, Han Mitang tidied up and went to the bathroom, just as he was about to close the door, the door was blocked by Nangong Ye.

"What are you doing, get out of the way." Han Mitang was shocked, and stared at him with wide eyes.

"What else can I do, of course, take a bath." Nangong Ye said with a gloomy face.

"But I want to wash..." Looking at his displeased handsome face, she quickly changed her words: "Okay, okay, you wash first, and I'll come after you finish washing." It's really troublesome.

Nangong Ye didn't mean to let her: "Did I allow you to go out? Leave it to me."

"I want to take a bath and you don't go out, but you take a bath but you don't let me out, what are you doing!" Han Mitang glared at him angrily.

The corner of Nangong Ye's mouth curled slightly, revealing a perfect arc: "You are my woman, of course you have to serve me."

"Why!" Han Mitang frowned aggrievedly: "I'm a pregnant woman, so I should be the one who should be served. After all, this is your child." Han Mitang pointed to her belly: "You Don't you feel sorry for his safety?"

"So, you mean... you want me to take care of you in the shower?" Nangong Ye rubbed his chin and looked at her carefully: "You are right, you are pregnant with my child, so I should take care of you, so, for a while Let me wait for you to take a bath."

"You..." When did Nangong Ye become such a rascal, she hurriedly clutched her chest, and finally had no choice but to say, "This is the only choice?"

"Serve you or serve me, you choose."

"But I don't want to choose either."

"Then you don't plan to have a new phone?" He thought for a while, but decided not to interfere with her freedom.

"Really?" Han Mitang said happily.

"but……"

(End of this chapter)