Magic cool husband only loves his naughty wife

When she looked forward, Zhao Yi's figure had disappeared, and she felt an unspeakable loss. She didn't tell the facts just now, for fear that he would worry.

"I don't know. I just came down to drive. Unexpectedly, I was knocked unconscious. I just woke up. My neck is still painful. Now the thieves are too rampant to steal Peng's car." Uncle Zhang said angrily.

In fact, it wasn't someone who stole the car just now, but someone wanted to hit her with a car. She seldom complained with people at ordinary times? Who on earth wants to kill her?

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The sea breeze in the afternoon blew into the yard with a fuming warmth. A handsome boy like an angel, holding scissors in his hand, was carefully trimming the flowers on the flower basket, and the innocent pure light was shining in his half drooping eyes.

"No matter how beautiful the flowers are, once they wither, they will only be abandoned." As the tall figure approached, a gorgeous voice sounded in his ear.

The handsome boy just raised his eyebrows and looked at the uninvited guest, then lowered his head and continued to trim the beautiful flowers, as if he were transparent, but his hand holding the scissors was unconsciously tight.

"If you still want to stay here, I advise you to be calm. Once you do something beyond your control, the price will be very heavy." The beautiful man has his hands in his trouser pockets, his tall and tall body leaning against the table, his sexy and charming lips slightly hooked, and his whole body exudes fatal attraction. He doesn't have to do anything. Standing there like this is a beautiful scenery enough to attract anyone's attention.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." The handsome young man pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes twinkled with cold light.

"Really?" The beautiful man raised his eyebrows, gave a gentle, um, sound, slowly took his right hand out of his trouser belt, then quickly restrained his chin and forced him to lift his face. The beautiful face had a mocking smile: "Tut, you are a very beautiful child, but it's a pity that you're a loser."

"What the hell do you want to do?" He didn't provoke him again. The young man stared at him angrily and wanted to get rid of his hand, but now he found that his strength was amazing, and he could clamp him down easily.

"I don't want to do anything. I just want to remind you not to do things you regret. Your hands are very beautiful and suitable for playing the piano." The powerful palm let go of his chin and held the palm he wanted to hit, as if he were appreciating art.

"Damn, let go." The boy struggled hard, but he couldn't get rid of his grip. His eyes flashed fiercely. He held the scissors and tried to stab him with the pruning knife, but he just saw Qin ran coming out. He immediately released his hand and showed an expression of grievance and incomprehension on his face: "what are you talking about at the end? I can't understand a word."

"Mr. Zhao, you seem to like teasing my Mo Li very much. You don't have paedophilia like other abnormal middle-aged men." Qin ran took off his formal clothes and wore loose and casual home clothes. He was less rigorous, but added a touch of elegant laziness. His handsome face with seven points of righteousness and three points of evil showed a perplexing attraction.