Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Let go!"

Feng Ying tried to break away. When he saw his ferocious expression, he frowned and a trace of doubt flashed under his heart.

In her impression, Han Shaoqing was always gentle.

Even if he is angry, even if he kills, he can gently stab the knife into each other's heart.

But at this moment, he was as angry as a wounded lion.

Is it because I put a green hat on him, so I was stimulated?

She lowered her eyes slightly. "I'm sorry, whether you admit it or not, the facts are facts. Let's break the engagement. After all, I'm already a woman at the pool banquet."

She looked at Han Shaoqing's chilly face and felt extremely cool. Every pore on her body was full of joy.

"That's it. I'll go first."

At the moment she turned, her wrist was firmly fastened.

"Impossible!"

The voice of Han Shaoqing's Yin measurement sounded in his ear. In a whirl of heaven and earth, Feng Ying fell into his arms.

The two arms tightly trapped her. She didn't even have time to struggle, so she was shrouded in a dark shadow. Her eyes were full of Han Shaoqing's enlarged face.

"Feng Ying, you are mine!"

His anger can be imagined by the hot breath spray.

Aware of his intention, Feng Ying was surprised, struggled hard, pulled out an arm and raised it without thinking.

Pop!

A crisp sound seemed to freeze time.

Han Shaoqing slightly tilted his head, and a shallow palm print appeared on his angular face.

His anger did not subside, but his eyes darkened a little. It was like the sea before the storm. It seemed calm, but there was great danger.

Feng Ying took back his hand and sneered. He was about to speak, but he was preempted by a voice.

"Yingying, Han Shao, what are you?"

Feng Ying looked back and saw Feng Lian holding a stack of documents and wearing a long white dress. He immediately frowned.

"What are you doing here?"

Feng Lian smiled softly, "there is a document in urgent need of signature. You and your second uncle are not in the company, so I sent it."

"Oh, then you go in."

Feng Lian looked at her and Han Shaoqing and smiled sweetly and gently, "although I don't know what happened to you, Yingying, what can't you say about your relationship with Han Shao for so many years?"

Feng Ying glanced at her obliquely, and a pair of cat eyes narrowed. "I don't think you should work for Ding Feng. The position of aunt of the neighborhood committee is more suitable for you."

“……”

Feng Lian was stunned, and a trace of injury and embarrassment flashed on her face.

Feng Ying is too lazy to talk nonsense with her. He turns around and prepares to leave, but Han Shaoqing holds his hand again.

The other side gently moved around, and she was caught by him.

At this time, he has recovered his usual gentle appearance, and even the smile on his lips is as gentle as ever.

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "you can only belong to me. Whoever dares to rob, I'll kill anyone. Even if it's you, I won't allow you to leave me."

The tone is always affectionate, but the content hides a creepy strangeness.

He straightened up, loosened his hand, smiled and rubbed her hair.

"If you cancel your engagement, don't say it again. I have something else to do. Let's go first."

“……”

Feng Ying looked at Han Shaoqing and left calmly. His eyes became more and more strange.

Han Shaoqing has changed.

incorrect!

It should be said that he is beginning to show his true temperament.

People who don't know him may wonder, or think he's joking.

But Feng Ying knows that Han Shaoqing is serious.