A Sweet Marriage Is Worth Billions: Mysterious Young Master Moh’s Cute and Sweet Wife

  He lifted her up, dragged it aside, took the saber and put it on her neck, clasping her arms with both hands.

   "Hiss." Her arm seemed to be crushed by him.

   "Mo Yanchen has his own choice, why can't it be me? You are too funny, who do you think you are? He will listen to you?"

   "Ah." She was pushed to one side by him, bumped to the side, frowning with pain.

  Qiming's face is hideous, the scar becomes even more terrifying, and his approach scared her into cold sweat.

   "You are not good enough for him." His strength increased.

  Shen Cheng quietly watched him lose consciousness, raised her foot and kicked him towards his lower body. Qiming was kicked by her and her lower body suffered pain. The sword army wiped her neck away, and she reached out and touched his arm.

   "Ah." She shrank softly, slid down the bamboo wall, slipped away from under his arm, and kicked his **** up with her foot.

   "Damn." Qiming is a soldier and never beats women!

  Today I just wanted to intimidate her. Unexpectedly, she was kicked to life...root...sub, even the **** was kicked by her! When he turned around, Chen Chengjing reached out and took the chair on one side and slammed it at him heavily.

  Unfortunately, the chair is made of wood. When he fell, he waved his arm and swept toward the door.

   "Bang." Qiming kicked hard, Shen Chengjing was kicked by him, and she fell to the side. She lay on the ground in pain, quickly got up, and rushed out.

What kind of character is Qiming? He hugged his lower body and rushed forward, blocking her path.

   "Ah, let me go." She was dragged by his arm, and she grabbed his neck forcefully, when she suddenly thought of the move Azze said.

  She didn’t even think about it, but again, a monkey steals the peach! While he was protecting his lower body, her hand hit his back hard.

   "Hiss, **** it." Qiming was hit by her, his waist was numb, and his whole body was soft to the ground.

  Chen Chengjing raised her foot and wanted to run out. Suddenly she felt that he hadn't stood up. She turned and walked back, only to see Qiming lying on the ground, unable to move.

"Hey, ask you something." She said, stepping aside, picking up the lighter and playing: "If you don't answer, I will burn this place and let you be buried in the flames. It's dead or alive, you choose. "

   "Lao Tzu is a serious soldier, and he is not afraid of death." Qiming's heart was stunned, and he was knocked down by a woman, his face blank.

  He was in Mo Wen's hands, all of them escaped, just to see who this **** woman was. He didn't expect that he really had two hands.

  It seems that Mo Yanchen's vision is not bad. If you really want to find a woman who has no power to bind a chicken, he will kill her when he die, so as not to harm the world.

   "Oh, I'm still an 800-year-old soldier, how can the special forces get out of deserters like you?" She listened and smiled coldly.

  Actually, she didn't even see that he was a member of the special forces, she just wanted to be sure.

   "I'm not a deserter, he doesn't want me anymore." He blurted out. He was a soldier, his straightforward character remained unchanged, and he didn't play tricks like others.

   "How do you know that Lao Tzu is a member of the Special Forces?" Qiming only reacted at this moment.

  This woman has never seen him, how can she be so sure? He cares about these issues, more important than his death.

   "I won't tell you." She said, standing up and leaving.

   "Hey, don't go! You tell Lao Tzu, how did you know?" Seeing her, he was about to leave. He wanted to move, but he couldn't move.

  This insidious trick, you don’t need to guess that it was Aze’s pervert who taught her, otherwise, who would use this trick?