Broken Love: Satan,Leave Me Alone

Xiang Wan wanted to say that he knew it directly, but the words wound around his tongue and changed again. "I've been avoiding the Jiang family since I got out of prison, but both Jiang qingran, Jiang Qifeng and Mrs. Jiang like to come to me, which is beyond my control."

Silence.

The tense atmosphere was oppressed by the silence.

"Do you want me to stand up for you Master he squinted at her and raised his voice.

"You are mistaken." "I'm just telling the truth."

He gave a sneer.

"If I say that now, I'm also preparing for a rainy day." Late at night, she licked her dry lips and her back was wet. "Jiang qingran even framed me in order to prevent me from being engaged to he Hanchuan."

"When she knew that I was pregnant with his family's flesh and blood, she didn't know what crazy things she would do. I tell you this just to avoid the consequences of your anger in the event of an accidental abortion. "

He did not say anything, but looked at her with sharp eyes.

He Hanchuan frowned invisibly. He tried to open his mouth several times, but he looked at the old man he's face and said nothing at last.

He looked at him like this, and his head was so heavy that he couldn't lift his head. The sweat on his forehead came out layer by layer.

"Don't worry." He broke the silence and said calmly, "they dare not do that!"

In the evening, the big stone in my heart suddenly loosened, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water. "Thank you very much."

He snorted heavily. If he pointed out, "it's better to give birth to a great grandson when the time comes, instead of talking about miscarriage and late childbirth!"

"If you still don't believe that I am pregnant, I have nothing to say." He lowered his head in the evening, his pupils shrank, and the cold sweat that had just dissipated on his forehead suddenly came out again.

He was very dissatisfied with her attitude. He looked at her for a long time with a gloomy face and seized the teapot full of hot tea.

"If you don't want a great grandson, you can smash it now." He Hanchuan looked at him and tapped his fingers on the table twice.

Looking up slightly in the evening, Yu Guang sees that he Laozi's withered hands are falling on the handle of the teapot, which has left the table for one centimeter. She grabbed her clothes and subconsciously tried to stand up and avoid, but her physical impulse was suppressed by rational efforts.

He Laozi is a typical dominant personality. He has a strong desire to control. He doesn't like anyone to do anything beyond his control.

"You should thank this child!" He looked at the teapot and put it on the table.

The strength of holding the clothes in the evening was smaller, but it was not completely released. The nerves were still tight.

"Pregnant women's emotions can affect the fetus." He Hanchuan closed her small movements under his eyes, pursed her lips, and said, "and after two years in prison, he is not in good health. If my grandfather wants to hold her great grandson safely, it is better to take care of her mood."

He slapped the table, stood up, and said, "do you really think my great grandson can only be the one in his stomach at night?"

"If you have so many grandchildren, you will not only have one in your stomach." He Hanchuan gave a cool smile, "but you don't have much time. You may only have this one in your lifetime."

Listening to this, my heart thumped at night, and my cold sweat instantly climbed up my forehead, back and palm.

For such a high-ranking person as he Laozi, the most taboo is to mention death, not to mention that he does not have much time left!

Sure enough --

"you, what, what?" He Laozi glared angrily and gasped heavily.

He Hanchuan lowered his head and did not make a sound.

"Get down on your knees!" He covered his mouth with his hand and coughed violently. His wrinkled face turned pale.

He covered it tightly, but secretly looked at it in the evening, and saw that there was blood flowing down his fingers.

Not many, but a sign of death.

It's true that the time is running out.

He Hanchuan this time did not obstinate, bowed his head and knelt on the ground.

"Anan, boss!" He Laozi's face was sinister and roared: "I don't want to stop, don't stop! Do you hear me Cough No?! "

Bareheaded should a, went to he Hanchuan, "three less, offended."

Then he slapped him mercilessly in the face.

In such a big living room, all of a sudden, there is only a loud clapping sound, once again, it is particularly clear.

He looked for a while, then sat down on the sofa with a gloomy face and continued to watch he Hanchuan slapped.

In the evening, he Hanchuan's face quickly swelled up, and there was blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. She clenched the corners of her body on both sides of her body. Her lips were slightly open, and the fear and fear of her eyes could not be blocked.This is the era of democracy and rule of law in the 21st century, but there is still a tyranny like he Laozi!

Sister LAN is right. She is really simple. No, she should not be simple. She should be stupid!

She grew up in this circle, but today she knows that this is a bloody, predatory world! No strength, no backstage, on behalf of a mole like ants to knead!

Xiangwan looked at he Hanchuan without blinking. It took him a long time to hear him stop his bald head.

"Don't think that your aunt and they are biased towards you in the selection of the president, so you can do something wrong." He Laozi walked to he Hanchuan and warned in a cold voice, "even if I die, you can't fight me with all your skilful Kung Fu!"

He Hanchuan maintained his kneeling posture with some difficulty, and wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth lightly, as if he had not been beaten just now.

He Laozi snorted at him heavily, called on Nange and left together.

"You sit here and wait." In the evening, I helped him to the sofa and trotted upstairs. As she was about to get upstairs, she staggered and nearly rolled down, but without stopping, she ran upstairs.

He Hanchuan looked at her back and pulled out a small arc at the corner of his mouth, but this action pulled the wound, and he frowned slightly with pain.

After a while, the evening went downstairs with the medicine box, frowning slightly to deal with his wound.

During this period, he Hanchuan's eyes did not blink at her, from her eyes to see her lips, her beautiful neck, and then from neck to lip to eyes, so repeatedly.

"Have you seen enough?" His eyes are like substance. His sense of being is too strong to ignore.

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