Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

In front of love, she is also humble.

Listening to her alienated and indifferent tone, Chi Yan felt a little annoyed, "I don't accept this reason. Have something to say."

If she can give a good reason, he certainly agrees.

Moreover, he was very puzzled. A few days ago, he vowed to cure Bai liuran. Why did she suddenly repent in just a few days?

"I owe her a life. You should help me."

Chi Yan sat down next to her, took her cold body in her arms, and sighed in a tone, "only this time, no matter how mischievous you are in the future, I will follow you."

He doesn't like to owe people, which can be seen from his previous dealings with Feng Ying.

Bailiuran helped him block a shot. He has the responsibility and obligation to cure her.

Only in this way can they not owe each other.

He didn't want to be involved with Bai liuran, and he was afraid that Feng Ying would be unhappy about it after all

So some problems should be solved as soon as possible.

"Nonsense?"

Chi Yan's insistence made her heart sink to the bottom of the valley. With a cool smile, she suddenly pushed him away!

Feng Ying stood up, looked at his cold face, raised his tone, with a strong sarcasm, "do you think I'm fooling around now?"

Chi Yan frowned and his face sank, "otherwise? You are inexplicable now. I can only think so. If not, I ask you, what do you want to say?"

"Say what?"

Feng Ying whispered softly, looking at his cool Junrong, 'Oh' smiled, and his eyes were red as if they could drip blood.

Suddenly, she took a step forward, clenched the collar of the pool banquet, leaned forward, and her cold lips wiped his ears.

"Chi Yan, I want you to make a choice at last."

"Do you want me to help you treat bailiuran, or do you want to be with me?"

"If you insist on the former, then we..."

She closed her eyes and uttered two words trembling.

"Break up!"

break up?

Hearing the speech, Chi Yan's pupils narrowed fiercely, and his cold face fell down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He suddenly got up and directly pressed Feng Ying on the bed. His thick fingers tightly clenched her wrists, and his throat squeezed out a roar like a beast, which showed his anger!

"Say it again?!"

His extremely cold Junrong was close in front of him. Feng Ying smiled coldly, "Chi Yan, do you want me or Bai liuran?"

After a banquet, he tried his best to suppress the vigorous anger in his chest, "you and she are not comparable at all!"

No comparability?

In his heart, her importance is not equal to that of white Liu ran!

Maybe she was right.

From the beginning, he only used her!

Now, Feng Ying doesn't want to seek his explanation.

She smiled sadly, lost her temper, stubbornly wanted an answer, and there was a touch of desperate expectation under her hoarse voice.

"If you like me a little, promise me. Otherwise, we'll... Break up."

Now it's not a problem of treatment!

She said the word "break up" for the second time!

"Feng Ying!"

Anger started a prairie fire in Chi Yan's heart and suddenly pinched her chin. With such strength, even her bones were aching.

That face full of haze is cold!