Magic cool husband only loves his naughty wife

"Qin ran, do you know that sometimes I really hate you?" Why can her heart be so cold?

"I know." Sometimes he hates her, but he loves her more.

"I tell you, since I'm here, I'm not going to leave." Anger came and went quickly. It was their fine tradition. Zhao Yi found a rope and tied up the half dead ink glass.

"What did you give him to betray me?" Qin ran just looked at him coldly. She knew that no one could be reliable in front of Zhao Yi.

"That's called mutual benefit." Zhao Yi tied the ink glass into a zongzi, which is no different from treating a mass of garbage, he said proudly.

"Huh?" Pick eyebrows and continue to wait for his explanation.

"I promised him to help him clear the obstacles of their company. Do you think he looks like a top?" Zhao Yi pushed the ink glass around twice.

Mo Li didn't even have the strength to stare at him, but looked at Qin ran with sad eyes.

"Zhao Yi, can you not be so naive?" Perhaps it was because he had given the young man expectations. Qin ran couldn't bear to see him spoil him so much.

"If you can't bear to say it, don't scold me in disguise." Zhao Yi kicked him into a corner, regardless of whether he would be hit with his head and forehead. He almost let him die. He has been very kind to him.

"You're here again. If you do this again, I think we really have nothing to say." Does he think she's here waiting for him to quarrel? Qin Ran's forehead could not help but hurt. If she could, she really wanted to kick him into the Pacific Ocean and drown.

"Who said we had nothing to say? We have a lot to say. Why do you hide me from doing such dangerous things? Damn you, why do you confuse me and act alone? " Zhao Yi finally tortured Mo Li enough. Then he took a step forward and came to Qin ran. He stretched out his hand to support the back of her seat and looked down at her. His long, narrow and beautiful peach blossom eyes were burning a crackling flame at the moment, as if he wanted to burn the people in front of him.

"I don't want to see you hurt again." Qin ran looked up at him for two seconds, then sighed and said.

"Am I such a weak number one in your mind?" Is he the kind of little man who can watch his woman play forward and hide behind? Zhao Yi was angry.

"Zhao Yi, I don't mean that. You know, the election is coming. Even if I don't do anything, there are still many people trying to bring me down. You were injured at that time." She didn't want him to join, but it's a pity that he was injured too in time.

"It's because of my I damn bullet, so you have to push me out. It's all you. If it's not you little bastard, why won't she let me play together?" Zhao Yihuo has no place to vent. Of course, the unlucky person is Mo Li, who has been beaten by him. Now he has suffered a heavy foot, and almost a mouthful of blood will come out.

"Your foot is heavier. You'd better trample him to death immediately." Qin ran held his chest with both hands and a sarcastic sneer on his lips.