Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Jiang Ying threw down her skis and grabbed his sleeve. Her tears fell even worse.

Her lips opened and choked before she said a word.

Jiang Ying couldn't help crying, and her body had convulsed slightly.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it becomes stronger and stronger.

Looking at this scene, Zhining felt that she shouldn't have come and listened to him. She changed her clothes and followed him.

What is she doing here? See how many confidants he has besides Lin zhinuan?

Mu Shaoyan had a headache. He wanted to take back his sleeve, but he saw her tottering and was afraid of her falling.

Looking around, Zhining has retreated a few steps away and looks like a good play.

His eyes were heavy, and his handsome face was gloomy: "come here."

She's not as sick as him.

Why, do you still want to bring all his women together to fight the quintessence of the nation?

Or do you want their sisters to be happy?

Don't even think about it.

She feels sick.

Zhining stood still and didn't mean to pass. Mu Shaoyan had no choice but to continue: "come and comfort her."

"Why?" When Zhining came in with her arms in her arms, she was wearing a down jacket just as long as her ankles. Now she still felt cold.

His handsome face became more and more gloomy. Even his dark eyes were stained with a bit of thin anger. In order not to be angry by him, Zhining said coldly.

"Who's the woman, who coaxes himself."

Why let her comfort.

Too much.

"Who told you she was my woman?"

Childish rather empty eyes, slowly lift, isn't it?

Such a beautiful girl is as clean as a fairy, otherwise it's a secular magazine.

It really exists like a orchid in an empty valley.

Didn't he come here in such a hurry to protect his woman?

"Don't be stunned. People are going to cry and faint. Come here. "

Half believing and half doubting, Zhining still walked over.

She told herself that she was definitely not subject to his threat, but simply felt that... The girl cried a little pitifully.

In front of Jiang Ying, Zhining took out a paper towel from her pocket and handed it to her: "wipe your tears."

After getting on the bus, Jiang Ying's mood has not calmed down.

Zhining sits beside her and Mu Shaoyan makes a phone call outside the car.

Occasionally looking sideways, Zhining found that his face was not very good, and his frown showed his anger.

Zhining doesn't understand the relationship between them, so she doesn't care. Suddenly, Jiang Ying pushes the door and gets off.

Ran to Mu Shaoyan, reached out and took his cell phone, crying at the other end of the phone——

"I didn't mean it. Believe it or not, it was an accident."

With that, she returned her mobile phone to Mu Shaoyan, bowed to him deeply, turned and ran away.

"All right, don't say a few words."

Mu Shaoyan scolded the person on the other end of the phone, waved and motioned the guard to catch up with Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying, who was out of control, didn't run far, so she was caught up by guards and brought back.

Mu Shaoyan frowned, "anyway, go to the hospital first."

Jiang Ying's eyes were dark, and the depths of her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water.

After a pause, he added, "I was entrusted to take you to the hospital to apologize. You must go, whether you like it or not. "

Jiang Ying was stuffed into the front passenger's seat. Mu Shaoyan opened the door and got into the back seat.

For the eyes of Zhining, there was no expression on his handsome face, "ask whatever you want."