flashy wedding

Chapter 647 I lost my temper! (1)
"It's a bit." Di Yao said.

The woman smiled coquettishly: "Let her take a bath, otherwise, the whole room will stink."

Zhou Xiaoxiao was very embarrassed.

"Didn't you hear her?"

Di Yao said in a cold voice.

Zhou Xiaoxiao didn't dare to talk too much, so she hurried out to take a bath.

As soon as she left, the enchanting woman wrapped herself around the man's body, smiling coquettishly like a bell: "Sir, who is that woman? She looks so ugly and stupid."

In the darkness, the man's stern face suddenly sank.

He mercilessly pushed the woman to the ground.His voice was as cold as ice: "Keep your mouth shut!"

The woman was very unwilling: "What did I say wrong?"

Di Yao slowly stood up from the sofa, his expression could not be seen clearly in the dark light and shadow.

"You are not qualified to comment on her."

After taking a shower, Zhou Xiaoxiao walked into the projection room again.

However, there is no one here.

She thought about it, and then went to look for Di Yao in other rooms.

Finally, she saw the man in the living room.

Di Yao had already taken off his coat, and now he was only wearing a black shirt, which made his face dark and handsome.

"Mr. Zhai, I've finished washing."

Zhou Xiaoxiao stood in the middle of the living room, wrapped in a white towel.

She knew it was dangerous, but the other party was Di Yao, no matter what she was dressed in, if this man wanted it, he would tear it apart.

"Xiaoxiao, do you hate me?"

Di Yao suddenly opened his mouth, turned around from the French window calmly, and looked at her calmly.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was surprised at first, then shook her head.

"Do not."

"No?" Di Yao raised his eyebrows.

He lowered his eyes slightly, as if slowly pondering her answer.

"Mr. Zhai, can you spare that person? He is innocent, and those people will really beat him to death." Zhou Xiaoxiao said anxiously: "I know I did something wrong this time, but the crime is too small Others"

"If you had a chance to be free, would you like it?"

The man cut her off.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was taken aback for a moment, and after a few seconds, she said incredulously, "What?"

Di Yao curled his lips and smiled ruthlessly.

"Zhou Xiaoxiao, I seem to be tired of you. If I say, I want to give you a chance to choose, be free and continue to follow me, what do you want?"

Is he joking?
Zhou Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, feeling that her brain was a little unable to think.

"Really?"

she asked.

"No joke." Di Yao nodded.

Zhou Xiaoxiao didn't speak, and was silent for a few seconds.

Then, he opened his mouth and said, "What price do you want?"

Di Yao frowned.

Her answer was obvious.

"No price." He said impatiently: "If you don't want to follow me, get out now!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao froze all over.

But soon, she turned around and walked out without hesitation.

She walked faster and faster, and at the end, she started running.

When she came to the door, she was about to reach out to open it, when there was a movement behind her.

She turned her head subconsciously, but saw Di Yao striding towards her with no expression on his face.

She was terrified, and hurriedly opened the door, trying to escape.

However, the man's speed was extremely fast, and he grabbed her by the hair with a single shot, and his voice was extremely terrifying: "Zhou Xiaoxiao, you'd better not come begging me in the future!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked her out of the door.

With a bang, the door slammed shut.

However, Zhou Xiaoxiao felt that her world had finally become enlightened!
These days, Lu Jixiang is not doing well, why?Because she's getting sick of it!

No, I just drank a bowl of Sanxian soup, and within a few minutes, she immediately spit it out.

Song Jincheng was very worried, seeing his wife suffer every day, but he could do nothing.

"vomit……"

In the bathroom, the girl was lying on the toilet, vomiting dizzily.

"Auspicious, are you okay?" Song Jincheng stood beside him, holding a glass of warm water in his hand, his brows were knit together: "Drink some water?"

"Go away!"

Lu Jixiang cursed angrily, and in the next second, his face changed suddenly, and he lay on the edge of the toilet and vomited again.

Song Jincheng was completely helpless.

It took a long time for Lu Jixiang to feel better, and he sat on the ground completely weak, looking thin and pitiful.

This made Song Jincheng feel distressed.

"It's cold on the ground, come, I'll carry you out."

He bent down, and while talking, he wanted to pick up the girl from the ground.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jixiang stretched out his hand to push him away.

"I don't want you to hug me!"

She had a cold face, and when she was talking, she didn't even look at Song Jincheng.

The man was helpless.

"Hey, don't play your temper, okay?" He knew that she was pregnant, and she had worked so hard recently, so she would inevitably have a little temper. As a husband, he had to try his best to tolerate her and understand her.

"I said, I don't want it!"

However, Lu Jixiang's attitude was very tough, and he insisted on not wanting help from men, with a stubborn face: "It's all you! It's all you! Bastard Song Jincheng, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have suffered so much!"

The more she talked, the sadder she became. Thinking of the suffering she had suffered recently, tears filled her eyes uncontrollably.

Song Jincheng sighed.

"Yes, it's all my fault, girl, you worked hard."

Watching her suffer made him feel bad too.

"I hate you!"

However, the more Lu Jixiang talked, the more excited he became, and he stretched out his little paws to hit the man.

Song Jincheng didn't dodge, let the raindrops of fists fall on him, while half-forcibly picked the girl up from the ground, and put her on the big soft bed outside.

"Woooooooo..."

The more Lu Jixiang thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and he started crying while lying on the bed.

Song Jincheng was a little at a loss, seeing the teardrops falling out of the girl's eyes one after another, his whole heart ached.

"Hey, auspicious, don't cry, okay?"

He leaned down and kissed the tears off the girl's cheeks tenderly. If possible, he was willing to bear all the pain for her.

Gradually, Lu Jixiang was tired from crying, sobbing, and fell asleep without knowing when, with his red eyelids closed, he lay there unsuspectingly, sleeping very soundly.

Song Jincheng lifted the quilt, carefully stuffed her in, then sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her peaceful sleeping face.

(End of this chapter)