New Husband's So Energetic

"Mon Mon, come back to my room and we'll have a good talk." For a long time, the man swayed around, his face was very dignified and extremely serious.

It's time to be a father! How do you look like this?

At the bottom of the woman's heart, she sobbed bitterly for the baby who didn't please her father. She instinctively stepped back to avoid him, bit her wronged lips and shook her head.

This little baby came very hard, only in her abdomen for three months, has made her vomit day and night! Therefore, she must insist on giving birth to this little devil, and then she can enjoy herself and bully her own suffering back from the baby.

"Be careful!" The big palm steadily dragged her waist, the man frowned, looked at her in horror, full of blame, "pregnant with a child, can't you stop fooling around."

One more step back, she'll hit the sofa.

In case of slip

He can't imagine.

"Lanling, let me be born, OK? Please... " She is very sweet and greasy with the voice that only two people can hear.

Contraceptive failure is not her fault!

His half pushing and half embracing movement was stalled because of her words. Turn around and look at her strangely.

Then, with a sigh, he went back to the bedroom.

"Lanling, I don't want abortion! It hurts The woman was in a hurry. She stamped her foot and yelled while both mothers were here.

Oh, she!

"What? Abortion Sure enough! Two mothers call out in one voice, staring at the man's eight bundle of eyes, enough to break him into pieces.

"Lan Ling, dare you!" Jin Chen was really angry.

A woman next to me laughs like a thief. For the first time, he felt like a heroine.

Man, sigh, sigh. Helpless, very helpless.

"I just want to talk to her about the temporary closure of her store. Do you want to protect yourself when you have children? Can you take care of the store? "

He couldn't explain that he was not a cruel murderer. He had all the children. It would be more painful to clip off a large piece of meat from him, not to mention hurt her body

Everyone was relieved.

The woman jumped into the man's arms excitedly and gave a hot kiss.

"Hello, Hello, if you are so careless, I will lock you up and hang you at the head of the bed!" He frowned and warned her severely. He held her hand and did not dare to relax.

"Husband, I say I love you for the baby!" She was not afraid of him. She buried her head and whispered in his ear. When she saw his red face, she laughed more happily

Her husband loves her very much!

She is very happy

Luxury hotel, men languidly lying on the luxurious bed. The pure white woolen blanket covers the abdomen at will, revealing the man's perfect upper body. Wheat skin, in the soft light, faintly through the sense of light.

The doorbell rang suddenly, a little sharp.

The man on the bed turned over lazily and continued to sleep soundly.

"Prince, Prince The prince... " Outside the door, came the sound of knocking on the door.

Man frown, in the end there is no end!

Reluctantly, he picked up a pair of trousers and put it on. He turned to the door with his bare upper body.

Open the door, eyelids did not lift, turned into the bathroom.

As he studied for more and more time, he became more and more depressed and irritable. Last night, unfortunately, he had another nightmare.

Since he personally participated in a black battle half a month ago, this nightmare has been constantly harassing him, making him unable to sleep peacefully for many nights.

So don't expect him to be in a good mood to entertain anyone now.

"Prince, sir, I'll leave the matter in the South District to you." A tall man in black came into the door. Ouyang knew him. He was the seventh of the Shura men. Now he is his subordinate.

In the bathroom, his figure was still stiff, "what do you want to do? killing? Setting fire? Or drug trafficking? " With his toothbrush in his vague response, the tone is not without ridicule.

"You don't have to kill people. It's just that someone in the Southern District is making trouble. You need to come forward to mediate."

"Mediation?" He said coldly, "what about the breakdown of mediation?"

"Shuramen's consistent style, kill..." Lao Qi knew that the prince hated killing, but he still answered honestly.

"All right Ouyang Mei wrinkled and interrupted Lao Qi's next words.

"Why should I deal with such trifles?" Anyone under the door can do it well.

"Sir, you have to take your time in the door."

"Participate in the affairs of the door? Besides some dirty things, is there nothing clean worth me to do Ouyang Yu dryness of the towel, dark eyes in some of the anger.

On the day he married the mad woman, his father's words were still heard.

"If you don't want to be controlled by people, you can only make yourself stronger! When one day, you have enough ability to bear the Shura and fight against the infinite gate, it is the day when you are free. As for what kind of black is the Shura, you can control it at that timeIn this sentence, the simple "freedom" two words, let him step into the black.

He needs freedom It's just that freedom costs a lot.

You need clean wings in exchange for

"Prince, everything needs to be done slowly." Lao Qi solemnly replied to him, "in fact, everyone needs to experience these murders. You will be the master of Shura gate in the future. Sir, I just want you to exercise."

Exercise? Have a good laugh! Is it to train him to kill?

"I see. Go down and wait for me. I'll be right down!" He waved lazily and didn't want to say more. He was a little tired.

"Yes Seven immediately left the door and went downstairs to arrange staff.

Sure enough!

The mediation finally broke down, and an inevitable battle began.

With a cold pistol, he pierced the other leader's head.

Pink brain with blood, dyed his whole world red.

He, expressionless, retreated from the battle.

That moment, the heart, as if by oneself, broke a hole. There is something, slowly passing, not holding tightly, not firmly

Today, he has become Dirty

Depressed sitting on the ground, black coat, stained with blood.

Night, not bright at all, but the smell of blood, or let him nauseated.

The sky, began to rain.

Hit him in the face, cold A cold enough to soak bone marrow

I don't know how long I stayed in the rain

Until, the water around, have been dyed strange bright red.

Rain, suddenly stopped

He looked up at a loss, numb heart, shudder.

A blue umbrella on his head held up a sunny day for him

Turning his head, a clear and bright face reflected into his eyes.

His heart suddenly trembled, this face Why is it so similar to someone in his heart Similar to his heart, faint pain

"Sir, you are hurt!" The girl crouched down to be level with him.

He looked at her blankly, not only her face, but also her voice

Little dork Is that you

"Do you need to call the police, sir? You've shed a lot of blood. You'd better call an ambulance first! " The girl looked at a shoal of startling blood red on the ground, and took out the mobile phone with some trembling.

Ouyang was stunned and came back to his senses.

She Just a stranger, his angel Can't show up when he gets dirty

"Thank you, no need!" He shook his head and refused, looking at the girl who was obviously scared to death, but still insisted on holding an umbrella for him. Suddenly, his frozen chest warmed up.

Always remember, once there was a little fool, proud in the rain out of the umbrella, smile announced: "today I will protect your hair."

That smile is so brilliant, so palpitating However, it has become so far away Far away, he reached out and couldn't touch

"But you're injured. It's dangerous not to send to the hospital again!" The girl looked at him worried, and her good-looking eyebrows wrinkled.

"None of this blood is mine." Looking back, he explained faintly, pulling his lips, Rongrong smile, charming and dazzling smile.

This is the first time for him to show his face in such a long time, but he gave it to a strange girl

"Ah The girl seems to have been scared, covering her lips, will scream hard choking.

So much blood, isn't it his?

Is that what he hurt?

Is he a criminal? But Are gangsters as handsome and clean as he is?

"Thank you..." Give the warmth

Ouyang stood up, avoided his umbrella and stood in the rain.

Now he needs these clean water to wash away the bloody smell of his body.

The girl stood up on tiptoe and tried to cover his tall body with an umbrella.

He chuckled and stopped her difficult movements.

See that some familiar cheek, big palm, subconsciously out, want to touch the girl's head.

But in the middle of the air.

His hands, too dirty Don't touch clean Angel

"You are so good, little fool Finally, I know that it's going to rain... " He murmured, low GA voice, very astringent, very stuffy.

Distant eyes, fixed looking at the girl, seems to be penetrating her soul, looking for a further place

"King library" is the largest entertainment place in the city, which integrates all the luxury functions.

"Yan Shu, do me a favor tonight!" In the dressing room of the entertainment city, the girl was about to change back her clothes when the door was suddenly pushed open. A girl in avant-garde, with a delicate nose ring, rushed in.

It's her colleague and friend, Qingluo."Well, tell me, which boss did you have an appointment with tonight?" He often worked together. Obviously, Han knew enough about Qingluo.

"Last time that wind vice president, real estate small open." Qing Luo came in and took off the nose ring in front of the mirror. She flattered her husband and said, "good little Chu, you can help me take a shift in the evening. Come back and bring you egg tarts, OK?"

"Can I refuse?" Yan Shu helpless white her one eye. There is an economic lecture at night school tonight.

"Can you bear it?" Qingluo made a gesture to wipe her tears and looked at her pitifully: "this can be related to the life of others!"

"Well, every time it's related to your life, I didn't see you looking for a boyfriend." Yan Shu didn't poke her head in anger, "OK, OK, you go, I won't go to my lecture in the evening!"

Looking at Qing Luo's pitiful appearance, Yan Shu's heart immediately softened. She has always been a good old man.

"I know that Yan Shu is the best! Come on, give me one! " Qingluo jumped up, smelled heavily on her clean face and hemmed away.

Yan Shu glanced at his own clothes, shrugged a little helplessly, and then stuffed it back.

King library, in the box, the light is dim, a little lewd.

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