Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Let go!"

She just hurt herself. She didn't hurt so much!

Chi Yan gently lifted his slender fingers, forcing them to face each other.

He raised his eyebrows and hung a radian of whether to laugh or not at the corners of his mouth.

With those calm eyes, they all show a trace of evil spirit, charming and dangerous.

"Miss Feng really opened my eyes."

He rubbed the smooth skin of her chin with his fingers, as if flirting with her. His tone was very frivolous, but he couldn't hide a touch of sarcasm.

"To me, a blind man can devote himself to seduce again and again. Are you so hungry?"

“……”

His explicit and insulting words made Feng Ying stare, and his small face showed some anger.

She knew that the reason why she lost her temper just now was that she didn't control herself for a moment.

If she can, she doesn't want to lose her innocence.

And what do you mean she's hungry?

Is he demeaning himself or her taste?

"All right."

Suddenly, seal the opening.

She still sat on the thigh of the pool banquet, looked directly at his calm eyes, looked a little disgusted, but said in a very serious voice, "I admit that you are poisonous and hard hearted, have a bad character, mean and cold, and don't understand human feelings. You also care about everything, and even don't understand the most basic pity for incense and jade."

“……”

Listening to her mouth's criticism of him, the corner of Chi Yan's mouth was drawn. Strangely, a trace of mixed feelings flashed in her heart.

It turned out that he was such an image in her heart?

In that case, why would she rather refuse Han Shaoqing than choose him, a blind man full of shortcomings?

"Well, you're right."

He raised the tip of one eyebrow and nodded like a smile, "is there anything else?"

"But..."

Feng Ying dragged on, as if unaware of the irony in his words, and suddenly turned the conversation.

"Maybe you are not an absolute good person, but you are at least much better than those who are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but have a belly of bad water behind them. On this point alone, you are 10000 times better than Han Shaoqing!"

She raised her hand, and her cool finger abdomen fell on the end of his eyes, gently depicting the radian around her.

"Every soldier deserves to be respected. Your eyes are not a defect, but a hero's medal. Every Chinese citizen should be proud of you. Although I am really unhappy with you, I won't deny your efforts. Do you think I will die casually to a strange man?"

She raised her chin like a proud kitten, "because you are a pond banquet, so I am willing to."

It has nothing to do with love.

She is now forced to make such a bad decision.

Although she never said it, she admired the pool banquet in her heart.

The man lost his eyes in order to protect the country.

It is possible to sacrifice her life in the future, which is worthy of her respect.

For the first time in her life, she didn't lose or feel pity.

Anyway, she doesn't intend to love anyone in her life.

“……”

Feng Ying's words, like the continuous drizzle in spring, fell on the calm heart lake of the pond banquet.

In an instant, it stirred up little ripples.

His eyebrows and eyes were slightly stunned, and there was a slight movement, but it was well covered up.

From her tone, he could hear that those words were sincere.

He lowered his eyes, blocked the fluctuations inside, tut, as always evil, said with a little ironic, "you can talk to yourself."

I don't know anything.