Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Although Turin is terrible, like a Bull Demon without soul, he always rigid obedience to her in some things.

Those two children look normal. They are two ordinary western children.

Dongfang Shijin's eyes crossed Turin. There was no emotion on Turin's face. It seemed as if he didn't care, but his pupils were shrinking irregularly. Dongfang Shijin has always been good at observation.

"You really don't care?"

"Even if you kill them in front of me, I don't feel it at all."

"In that case, why did you hide them in such a hidden place?"

Dongfang Shijin leaned back on the chair, slightly stretched out his hand and touched the carved cigarette box from the table.

"Click -"

The cigarette bounced in his hand. Dongfang Shijin slightly turned to the side, and the servant lit the cigarette for him.

Dongfang Shijin took a deep breath. The smoke blurred his facial features and he nodded slightly.

"Everyone doesn't like to expose their life to the public eye," Turin said with a provocative look at the Oriental brocade. "I don't like to be seen by others during mating."

"Really?" Dongfang Shijin smiled, but the smile seemed to be a demon from a distant hell.

If Turin is an emotionless killing machine, then Dongfang Shijin is more like a demon king who controls everything.

Dongfang Shijin doesn't have the terror of Turin, but Dongfang Shijin's mind is meticulous and he is more vicious. Many of these are not reflected in behavior, but in psychological control.

Oriental world brocade is a fear from the bottom of my heart.

Although he will not personally kill irrelevant people, he will make people fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"Of course I won't kill them," Dongfang Shijin leaned forward and played with a small carved wooden box. Obviously, he just pressed one part of the wooden box, so the four dragons began to spit fire

"I prefer to torture slowly," said the voice of Dongfang Shijin, as if it came from a distant place. It was dark and unpredictable, but its back was cold.

"Dare you do --!"

Turin rushed forward, furious as if it were a thunderstorm in gloomy weather. The roaring voice reminds people of Senyuan wolf's roaring up to the sky

Turin's huge body moved forward fiercely, and he was close to the Oriental world brocade within 20.

At a distance of 20 cm, Dongfang Shijin even smelled the rotten blood on him and a faint burning smell.

His face was full of blood, and his eyes were congested. It looked terrible.

He was so close that he seemed to open his mouth and tear the neck of the Oriental world brocade in the next second.

Yes, Turin does dare to do so, but he still has scruples——

After all, the man in front of him is Dongfang Shijin, the second son of Dongfang master, and the most valued child of Dongfang master.

His identity was there, and Turin dared not act rashly.

"If you get one centimeter closer to me... Maybe I'll shake my hand accidentally," but Dongfang Shijin's smile is not threatening. "I shake my hand carelessly. Boom, it blew up... Who did it? Oh, by the way, there's a bomb in that iron cage..."

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