Late Marriage: Warm Wife, Let's Get Married

An Jingxing felt that he was talking about what the man was worried about at the moment, but somehow, every time she said, Tang qianrong's face turned black.

When she realized that her words made the man's mood worse and worse and didn't go on, Tang qianrong stepped into her room and closed the door with her backhand.

"What's in front of miss LRIs?" Tang qianrong was more than a head taller than her. At this time, he nodded slightly and coagulated her eyes, but gave her an invisible pressure.

When she realized that something was vaguely wrong, Tang qianrong forced her into the corner when her back was against the cold concrete wall.

He put his hand on the wall above her shoulder, lowered his head, put his eyes in line with hers, and said again, "what are you doing in front of LRIs?"

"I... I can continue to be a nanny, or the nanny of Lezhen and lezhu." Although the two have had more intimate interaction than this, it can't make her really familiar with this man.

Suddenly, the distance between the two people became so short that she could not help but be nervous. Even she couldn't help stuttering.

Hearing an Jingxing's words, Tang qianrong's face was still as cold as ice. He stared at the little woman in front of him. Even if he found her nervous, he still refused to step back, as if the white wolf was holding on to his prey.

Straight, he saw that her disguised strength and calmness were gradually broken, and his sight began to show some tension and loss.

His palm on the wall could not help tightening. For a long time, his eyes moved slightly and stepped back.

Aware of his move, an Jingxing, like an amnesty, quickly escaped from the small world in front of him. However, before she walked a few steps away, Tang qianrong's voice grew colder and colder, and came from behind.

"Anjing line, never presume to guess what others think. Others will never be as simple as you think. Like now... What do you think happens when a drunk man and a woman share a room? "

An Jingxing thought that although she couldn't say she knew the man, at least she knew a general idea, but when she looked at him with a calm face and a pocket in her hand, she came towards herself step by step.

At that moment, she just felt as if standing in front of her eyes was a stranger.

The panic from the tide made her step by step back. Unexpectedly, just a few steps back, she tripped by the bedside and fell down on the bed.

Looking at Tang qianrong's approaching figure, at this moment, an Jingxing was really afraid. She wanted to sit up from bed and escape to any other place.

But how could she forget that this house and this place were given to her by this man. Even if she could get out of this room, where could she escape?

On this thought, she felt weak and pitiful. When she felt the man's hand holding her wrist, she also tried to struggle.

But at this moment, she found that his strength was several times greater than that of Howard.

When his body climbed onto the big bed he had mercifully rewarded him a few days ago, she felt the soft Simmons bed slightly sink in.