Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

“……”

Feng Ying's hazy eyes met his calm eyes.

Somehow, she seemed to be bewitched and couldn't help but say, "then I won't say."

"Good."

The pond banquet turned to Han Shaoqing's direction. His loose expression was mixed with a trace of evil spirit. He said carelessly, "Han Shao, put away your sensational tricks. In addition, I'll give you another piece of advice. Learn to recognize the reality, and you may be happier."

His plain eyes flashed over his face, and there was an innate pride. It was not intentional, but it was natural. It seemed that Han Shaoqing couldn't get into his eyes at all.

Han Shaoqing slowly clenched his hand hanging on his side, and his cheek muscles twitched. His eyes were gloomy and could squeeze out water.

"Zhan Yang." Chi Yan shouted and walked away.

"Come on!" Zhan Yang followed up.

Han Shaoqing looked at Feng Ying between the arms of the pool banquet. She leaned obediently against each other's shoulders and vaguely saw her drunken red cheeks.

He clenched his teeth and even tasted a trace of fishy and sweet blood.

In the past, his face was as warm as jade, and he was like a beast dormant in the dark. He would rush out at any time to give a fatal blow to the enemy.

Suddenly, he said a word in an unusually calm manner.

"Feng Ying, if this is your choice, I hope you don't regret that day."

“……”

The sleepy woman didn't hear it at all, but the pond banquet seemed to hear some funny joke, and a sneer overflowed from her nose.

As I walked out, I left a sentence, "Han Shao, you're too worried. If I'm a woman, I know how to choose. Feng Ying is not stupid."

“……”

"Pooh!"

Mu Jingchen puffed out a mouthful of wine and patted his thigh,

"Brother a Yan, when are you more narcissistic than me? If you're a woman? Ha ha, I'm laughing to death!"

Chi Yan didn't turn back, walking and walking, "Zhanyang, close the door and beat people!"

"Take orders!"

Chi Yan left with Feng Ying in his arms.

Zhan Yang stayed. After a while, a scream of "ow, ow" sounded in the gorgeous box.

Zhen Yujie looks at mu Jingchen running around the house chased by Zhan Yang, and suddenly falls on the sofa laughing.

Only Han Shaoqing stood alone and looked at the front quietly.

Standing in the shadow, he seemed abandoned by the whole world. His figure was lonely and surrounded by an inseparable anger.

At this moment, Han Shaoqing felt like a clown.

He realized very clearly that Feng Ying had changed.

It's really changed.

I don't know when she was no longer the obedient little chess piece in his hand.

She jumped out of the chessboard set by him, and even began to disagree with him intentionally or unintentionally.

Although Han Shaoqing still doesn't understand which link went wrong, even if there is no evidence, he has to accept the reality!

It seems that the plan needs to be changed!

Since Feng Ying doesn't want to step into the trap he set, he will push her down with his own hands!

Han Shaoqing smiled grimly at the corners of his lips. His back seemed to be wrapped with thick air conditioning, and quickly walked out of the Yujing club.

"Hum!"

Seeing him go far, Zhen Yujie clapped her hands, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to herself, "the God of death plague has finally gone. It seems that Yingying really doesn't like Han Shaoqing, so I'm relieved."

She looked at the time and planned to leave.

"Miss Zhen." suddenly, mu Jingchen stopped her and kindly reminded, "remember to pay the bill."