My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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This group of people are all experts in fighting, but unfortunately in the eyes of Ye Fan, it is just a group of three-year-old doll-like characters.

Ye Fan grabbed one hand and grabbed it and threw it on the concrete floor outside. No one could bring the slightest trouble to Ye Fan.

Feng Yueying looked at the man like a sandbag, and threw the cockroaches out of life, completely stunned.

For a time, this group of screams screamed one after another, one by one broke his arm and broke his leg, and even how he was thrown out did not figure out.

After solving the mixed group, Ye Fan clap his hands and said: "Tell Fan Bridge, I have already arrived. I want to collect debts, but it is wrong to arrest people. Tomorrow is the deadline for letting people go. If Feng Yuanxiong is out. Whatever, Fan Qiao doesn't want to live."

Yellow hair mixed with his broken arm, while swearing, and going back, "You...you kid waiting! Fan will let you see the king tomorrow!"

Shouting and shouting, a group of people fled and fled, and did not dare to wait for a moment.

After waiting for the person to leave, Feng Yueying walked into the house and looked at the house that was completely ruined. He said with a red eye: "I haven't come back for a long time. I didn't expect this time to come back. The family has become like this."

"If you are in a mess, just sort it out, it's no big deal." Ye Fan went to the corner, picked up the broom and squatted, and said with a smile: "I will help you clean it together, men and women, work hard."

Feng Yueying looked at the man's face with a relaxed smile, and the gloomy mood also released some, as if there was a landing, a dependency, so he smiled and nodded.

The two cleaned together, busy until two in the early morning, and finally sorted out the messy home.

When she was asleep, Feng Yueying took Ye Fan into her parents' bedroom.

"You sleep here, I go to my room to sleep," Feng Yueying said.

Ye Fan is a woman pulling a woman, a serious saying: "Ying Ying, I am afraid that if there are bad guys coming in the morning, I can't protect you, you still sleep with me."

Feng Yueying looked at Ye Fan’s face with a serious look. He couldn’t tell the man what the intention was. In the end, he really wanted to protect her, or something else.

"Ying Ying, you don't believe me?" Ye Fan looked disappointed.

"No... No, I know, then let's go together." Feng Yueying didn't want to think too much. Her heart was just a little nervous.

Because the weather is cold, the two do not need to take a bath. After a simple wash, they go to bed.

Although they are each covered with a quilt, after all, they are shared with the bed, and the two are still the first time.

The lights went out and the room was dark.

Feng Yueying didn't take a good rest these days, and he was very tired at once, but because he had a lot of thoughts, he couldn't sleep.

Ye Fan doesn't really need to sleep at all. He wants to talk to the woman in the night.

"Ying Ying, I have never had a chance to ask you, where do you know from where I am married to Light Snow?"

Feng Yueying was facing the man, silent for a while, said: "It is the old lady, she said to me..."

Ye Fan also confirmed the speculation in my heart. In fact, if it was not Su Guangxue’s speech, it was mostly Bi Shuqin’s work.

However, Bi Shuqin is thinking about his granddaughter, and this is irrefutable.

"Yingying, you are close to the point, let me hug you", Ye Fan opened his quilt and wanted to drill into the woman's bed.

Feng Yueying was busy avoiding a bit and said, "You don't want this. You are the husband of Su, we can't do this..."

Ye Fan sighed. "If you listen to your grandmother, you should know that I am married to Light Snow, partly because of the company's shares.

Of course, I don't deny that I like snow too, but I like you too. Do you really feel nothing to me? ”

"Since you are married to Su, you can no longer like me..."

"Why? People are very long, how can I control it," Ye Fan said.

"This way... this is not right," Feng Yueying did not know how to explain.

Ye Fan chuckled: "Unless you don't like me, I won't give up on you. I told you earlier, have you forgotten?"

Feng Yueying silently, curled up in the bed, biting his red lips, not daring.

Ye Fan thought for a while, thought of an idea, said: "Ying Ying, I remember the last time I watched the movie with you, you are not afraid, or will I tell you a ghost story tonight? Try your guts. What?"

Feng Yueying Jiao Qufu, this big night, why do men still tell ghost stories? This is not the same as watching a movie...

When Ye Fan saw that the woman did not respond, she began to talk: "In the past, a couple often quarreled. Finally, one day, due to the fierce argument, the husband took the fruit knife and took the hand and killed his wife.

The husband secretly took the wife's body to the mountains to bury it, and was afraid that the child would ask the mother when he returned home. He also tried his best to think a set of words.

However, the first day passed, the next day passed... Until the sixth day, the child did not ask the mother, the husband felt very strange, and finally could not help but ask the child...

‘Son, you haven’t seen your mother for so many days, are you not upset? Why don't you ask where your mother is going? ’

Unexpectedly, the child looked at his father with a confused face and said, ‘No, it’s just weird, Dad, why are you always carrying your mother’...”

As soon as the voice fell, Feng Yueying turned his body and slammed into the arms of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan hugged the woman, smelled the woman's fragrance, and smiled: "Ying Ying you see, you still like me very much."

"You are going to die... Tell this story... How can I sleep?" Feng Yueying was scared and cried, and his heart thumped.

Ye Fan reached out and provoked the woman's chin, and couldn't help but say, she bowed her head and went up.

In the darkness, Feng Yueying was so beautiful that the fear in his heart was instantly resolved, followed by a warmth of winter snow melting.

After a long time, the lips of the two separated, and Ye Fan stroked the hair of the woman. "Sleep, tomorrow, things will end."

Feng Yueying’s head was dizzy, her heart was like a rippling on a warm lake, quiet and comfortable, and she gradually fell asleep...

At dawn, in the early morning, Fanqiao’s people did not come immediately, which made Ye Fan feel quite strange.

Feng Yueying did some simple breakfast after getting up. After serving the man, he let Ye Fan wear slippers and took away a pair of shoes from Ye Fan.

"Ying Ying, what are you doing?" Ye Fan went to the Sun Valley and found that Feng Yueying was washing the pair of shoes with a brush.

Feng Yueying smiled back and smiled. "You stepped on a lot of mud last night, I will wash it for you."

Ye Fanzhen was in the same place, staring at the woman, which made Feng Yueying somewhat embarrassed and asked: "Why do you see me like this?"

"Except my mother, you are the first woman to wash my shoes for me." Ye Fandao, even in the welfare home, the shoes were washed by himself.

Feng Yueying's look solidified, and then a blush on the face, continue to wipe.

The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, and Feng Yueying did not know how to answer the question. He had to ask: "Where are we going to wait? How has Fan Bridge never sent people?"

Ye Fan also felt strange. It is reasonable to say that last night, Fanqiao should be looking for someone to deal with him.

Time has dragged on for a long time, and I am afraid that Feng Yuanxiong will have an accident. Ye Fan intends to take the initiative to find Fanqiao.

So, Ye Fan dialed the number that Fan Bridge had called.