Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Qiao Xin's voice was hoarse. "The man mistakenly thought that mingcaiyan was sitting in that car?"

At first she only cared for the sad banquet night. I didn't think about the truth of the original thing. It turned out to be like this.

If there's something else behind his father's car accident. Josin's eyes turned red in an instant.

Sadness swept over, and josin looked at the calm banquet night sitting in front of her. How much sadness did he bear when she didn't know?

And he also wanted to give her a quiet life and bear those sad things alone.

She didn't know anything. She just thought he was tired. Maybe he didn't care about her.

But she's still having trouble with him. Let him worry about his father, she is still not sensible to add trouble to him.

She's sorry for him!

I saw that josin's eyes were red now, and the glittering and translucent tears gradually filled his eyes. Banquet Secretary night put down his heart. The girl also knows that she loves him and the crisis is over.

He smiled bitterly: "he was in a hurry to go to the court. He picked up a car on the roadside and left. Unexpectedly, it was a passive car."

I knew it. I knew it. He won't call his father.

Without that phone call, maybe my father is still on an unknown island for vacation and living quietly and safely in a corner of the world.

Josin heard his bitter smile. The heart seems to be screwed together by a big hand. The pain made her eyebrows frown.

Her little hand could not hold his slender big finger. Just holding his hand tightly, they held each other's fingers.

Obviously, he is one meter eight tall, but now he looks so lonely and lonely. Josin sees the banquet night in this state. She got up distressed and hugged him.

"I'm sorry. Si ye, don't be sad. I misunderstood you. I promise I won't misunderstand you again in the future. If you want to explain, I will stand where I am and wait for you. I won't let you worry about me anymore..."

The feeling of heartache and guilt surged into her heart. Qiao Xin felt the heat on her face. Now she was both angry with herself and distressed about the banquet company night.

Why didn't she expect that such a big conspiracy would be hidden behind his father's death.

Josin obediently nestled in his arms and wanted to comfort him and spend those sad moments with him.

Banquet Secretary night hugged her, like hugging his whole world. She is so strong that she can't wait to embed her in her own bones.

I got you, my world.

The possessiveness and paranoia hidden in the bottom of Yan Siye's eyes completely emerged. She was his.

Josin obediently let him hoop himself. Although the strength of his arms around her waist made her hurt badly, it was the same way that josin had a strong sense of existence.

She is with her beloved. When she is sad, she is accompanying him and his beloved.

She will be with him all her life.

They hugged for a long time and didn't speak.

Banquet Secretary Ye's eyes were paranoid and dangerous. His slender white fingers touched her ankles. Qiao Xin knelt on both sides of his legs, and the whole person leaned on his arms without defense.

Her ankles are really beautiful. Her white skin is pink and tender. The radian is so beautiful that it can be called perfect. One hand can hold the ankle, and the palm of Yan Siye encircles josin's ankle.