Luxury child bride: hello, president

Han Xiaoye was carried out of the hospital like a sack all the way, looking closer and closer to the parking lot and farther away from Su Rui. man

Now is the summer, on a thin piece of clothing, her one bite is equivalent to a solid bite on the meat. Fu Zhiyan snorted, and the muscles on his waist became tense. She suddenly had a kind of tooth knock on the stone feeling, hard, broken teeth.

"Han Xiaoye, let go!" It's really like gnashing your teeth.

The man hanging upside down on him was like a hooligan, determined not to say, "unless you let me down first."

Oh, she dares to make terms with him! Fu Zhiyan laughed angrily at her, walked quickly to Bentley and opened the door. He threw his sandbags directly onto the car.

Han Xiaoye just felt a whirl, head melon seeds will be shaken dizzy, haven't been dizzy. The next second, she was turned over and put on her leg.

"Pa!"

Butt suddenly burning pain!

man

Fu Zhiyan raised his hand without expression and slapped her on the buttock again, "Han Xiaoye, you are more promising, eh? man "Yes?" man She doesn't think she's a woman before she wears her underwear. I don't know what it's like to give and take.

Shit! Han Xiaoye now knows that he beat her for Qin Fang's sake. In a moment, she quit, struggling angrily, waving her fist and not admitting, "what's wrong with me hitting him? I want to interrupt him