Bad Daddy, Stop Bullying Mommy

As he sipped the red wine in his glass, Zhen Shengnan asked, "which underground dance hall? Say it, let's find someone to check if we can call up the monitoring and check the suspicious people! "

Jing fei'er and Zhen Xiaobei look at each other and answer in unison: "blue light underground ballroom!"

"Bang!" Fan Zhengxun's knife and fork fell on the table, making a piercing sound.

"Blue light ballroom?" he asked in a trembling voice? The private room next to the women's room? That... That's not... "

Song Shaoyu's voice was even more shaking. He then added fan Zhengxun's words: "isn't that... Isn't that the selling girl who designed Zhengxun's room?"

Zhen Shengnan's wine cup fell to the ground, smashed to pieces, "Zhengxun, you... That night... Little... You..."

All the three men were incoherent, because at this time, they could almost be sure that the little man who insulted Yi was fan Zhengxun!

July 8, an ordinary day, but also an unusual day!

Fan Zhengxun has asked himself more than once whether he would not reveal the fact that he was that bastard if he did not trace the insult to Yi Xiaoxiao.

He hated that he was the little beast that had harmed Yi, but he secretly congratulated himself in the bottom of his heart. Fortunately, that man was him!

Yi Xiaoxiao, from beginning to end, is his! He's alone! This kind of cognition makes his heart sour, excited, and... Guilty!

It turned out that he had been tangled, angry, angry, just fighting with himself.

He drove outside the gate of the black house, but fan Zhengxun didn't dare to go in.

He was sitting in the car alone, and what reverberated in his mind was what happened that night!

He never recalled that night carefully, and never felt the need to do so. But now, knowing that the woman he abused that night was Yi Xiaoxiao, he began to keep remembering, remembering

He seemed to return to that night. Zhen Shengnan and song Shaoyu asked him to relax in the blue light underground dance hall. He went. Zhen Shengnan and song Shaoyu are waiting for him at the bar.

He was calculated by an enchanting woman. After drinking a glass of wine, he became soft. Later, the woman helped him to a dark private room and began to take off his clothes.

Only then did he know that he had been given a little overpowering drug, plus... A lot of drugs!

The strength of the overpowering drug passed quickly, and he regained his strength. His whole body was as hot as if it was going to blow up. The woman who was crawling on him was doing something to him.

The pungent smell of powder made him sick. He didn't even think about it and knocked the woman unconscious on the spot. After that, he rushed to the sink in the dark and kept flushing cold water, flushing cold water

Then, the door of the private room opened, and a drunken but rude voice came.

"Well, it's so dark. Why doesn't Mao turn on the light?"

When he heard the sound, he followed it and rushed over. He put his petite body into his arms and hugged it tightly.

She called for help and he tore off her clothes. Summer's clothes are very thin, he put the clothes into her mouth, and then tied her mouth with her bra.

She had no pungent perfume and no powder. He directly took off her trousers, untied his belt, so... Merciless, cruel, no pity... To her!

He remembers Yixiao's choking voice of despair at that time. He felt sorry, especially after he felt the barrier inside. However, there is no place to vent the fire in his body. He really lives worse than death. He just

Mercilessly will Yi small to... Insult!

Thinking of this, fan Zhengxun hugged his head in pain. What should I do? How can he explain this to Yixiao? They are dead in name. If Yi Xiaoxiao knew this, would he forgive him?

But if he doesn't say it, he feels that it's not good to be in the bottom of his heart. He's afraid that Jing fei'er and Zhen Xiaobei will slip their tongue. Instead of saying it from others, it's better... He told Yi Xiaoxiao himself!

After much deliberation, fan Zhengxun finally opened the door and walked towards the black house.

Today is the weekend! Heisiyan and his wife are both at home.

When the couple saw fan Zhengxun, who had to report every day, they tacitly smile at him, and then left their baby daughter's room.

As a result, only fan Zhengxun and Yi Xiaoxiao were left in the room.

Fan Zhengxun sat at the head of the bed. He didn't say anything. He just stretched out his hand and wrapped it tightly.

Yi small obviously a stiff, then secretly force want to pull back. Seeing this, fan Zhengxun held her hand more tightly.

He turned over her wrist and fixed his eyes on the ferocious knife mark on Yi's little wrist. Looking at, there is a drop of tears, hit on the top.

"You Yi small heart a suffocate, open lips but can't say below.

Fan Zhengxun... Crying? He is such a cold and proud man, crying?

Realizing this, Yi Xiaoxiao was a little stunned, so he was dull.

Fan Zhengxun leaned forward and put Yi Xiaoxiao's whole upper body into his arms. He held it tightly, so tightly.

Fan Zhengxun felt that he was shaking, as if he was afraid of something, afraid of losing something.

After so many things, Yi Xiaoxiao complained about fan Zhengxun, annoyed fan Zhengxun, and even hated fan Zhengxun. But when she thought of the whole thing, he was lured step by step by digging a hole, and she could not hate it.

These days, fan Zhengxun takes care of her meticulously, his tolerance, doting, as if let Yi Xiaoxiao see the gentle man who once doted on her very much.

It's not that she didn't want to forgive him and go back to their home with him. But thinking of the past, thinking of her illness, she was confused again! She really didn't know when she would be free from depression. She was so scared, so scared of being confined!

"Little! I'm sorry for you, I... "Fan Zhengxun's voice trembled violently and was a little hoarse. He almost lost his voice, unexpectedly make Yi small inexplicable heartache.

This big man, this period of time is really exhausted, sad tight?

Pursed lips, Yi small gently pushed fan Zhengxun, "don't say that, past things, I don't want to mention!"

She pushed, but fan Zhengxun held her more tightly.

"Little, I want to say, I must say, or I will go mad!" He looked up and looked at Yixiao with guilt.

Yi small also looks at him, looking at his frown, looking at his beautiful face that seems to have gone through vicissitudes.

"Well Suddenly, fan Zhengxun came forward and grabbed Yi's little lip.

His overbearing but gentle kiss, a little bit of depiction of her lips, as if cherishing their beloved treasure.

This kiss, straight kiss to Yi small breathing is not smooth, raise hand to push fan Zhengxun that moment, just come to an end!

Fan Zhengxun's forehead is against Yi's small forehead, feeling Yi's small breath. That soft fragrant flavor, makes him sentimentally attached, infatuated!

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