Military marriage lingering: big president, little sweetheart

The air in Chi En's lungs was squeezed infinitely, and her senses on her lips became clearer. She whispered, and her left hand subconsciously grasped the sheet under her body.

Her exhortation is like poison, bewitching the man who takes it overbearing.

The person who had restrained herself caught her on the back of the head and deepened the kiss——

At the end of the kiss, Chi En's face flushed and panting, his head blank, completely forgetting the bloody picture of the press conference.

"Yes. You don't have to worry about these things. I'll take care of them. "

Chi En slightly gasped for breath. Her eyes were clearer than anyone else. She immediately said intelligently, "it's about black net, right?"

Li beijue knew that she only looked weak on the outside, and she was more stubborn and intelligent than anyone else. It's no surprise that she can guess who is behind the scenes. She bent down and carefully helped her to tidy up the messy collar that she had just been rubbed for kissing.

He brushed his long white fingers at his clavicle. Chi En shrank his neck and subconsciously dodged. As a result, she was strongly glared at and buckled her waist. She was not allowed to hide any more. "Is it really related to the black net? Will you be implicated if you help me block a shot? "

She knew what those people were after her for.

Originally, without Lin Anxin to help her block that shot, she might be finished.

As a result, she helped her to block the shot. She was worried that those people would feel at ease, and she would even involve Lin Anxin in this huge whirlpool.

Li beijue saw her frown, stretched out his hand and smoothed her strongly. He didn't allow her to frown. He asked her to let go and then slowly straightened up. He said with dignity and coldness, "don't worry, Lin Anxin will be OK. The most important thing for you now is to care about your own body. You don't have to think about the rest, because the counterattack has already begun. "

"What do you mean?" Chi En automatically ignored his "the most important thing for you now is to care about your body" and put his attention behind.

The counterattack has begun?

Did he do anything?

Is it dangerous?

No matter how Chi enen asked, Li beijue didn't tell her what he meant. It's domineering to push her over her shoulder, to press her on the bed, to stop her thinking so much, to let people send food in

*

The other side of W city is not as peaceful and warm as the hospital.

In an expensive villa in the suburb, the air pressure is very low. Under the low air pressure, almost no one in the villa dares to speak.

Lu zhiang pushed the door open from the outside and came in. Before he put down the car key, he heard the man in the wheelchair's low voice, "come here!"

Lu zhi'ang's steps stopped for a moment, and his temples began to swell and slowly walked towards the middle of the living room.

As soon as he walked over, he hit his left knee.

In the pain, he snorted, knocked on the ground and half knelt down.

Villa people see this scene, more and more dare not make a sound, even breathing are suppressed small, want to even gasp.

Wesley was expressionless, raised his hand and slapped heavily on the face of the man half kneeling in front of him.

"Pa!" The sound of a slap in the face rang through the villa.

He slapped Lu zhiang mercilessly, and with great strength, he hit Lu zhiang's head straight away, bleeding from the corners of his mouth.