Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

He did not look around the body lying on the ground, holding her diameter to the door of a lengthened luxury car

"Chief, there are 18 people in all. All of them will be wiped out." At this time, came a man in black, he said respectfully in Nangong Jue's side.

"Clean it up." Nangong said coldly, as if the bloody scene had nothing to do with him. He took her into the car as if nothing had happened.

Sitting in the car, she looked at the scene outside through the window. Soon a group of people in black appeared to deal with the chaos. It was going on in an orderly way, as if she had received strict training.

With the driving of the car, we can't see the scene any more. Nangong Jue's face was expressionless, and he was still cold and unmoved. It seemed that the blood scene was just common for him. This made Feng Qianxi suspect more and more that his means were not formed in a day or two.

"Who on earth are you?" Fengqianxi trembles and opens her mouth. Because of forced marriage, she knows nothing about Nangong. She only knows that he is the president of Nangong group. She knows nothing about others, even his family. But after so much experience, she gradually realized that he was not simple, not just the president of Nangong group.

"Well? You are my wife. Who do you think I should be Nangong Jue's blue eyes stare at her playfully, as if they can see through everything.

"No, you know that's not my question, Nangong Jue. I only know that you are the president of Nangong group, but I didn't expect that you... You play...!"

"Isn't that normal?" He said blandly, took out a cigarette from the shelf, gracefully took out the lighter, completely did not take the suspicion of Feng Qianxi as one thing.

Feng Qianxi's heart trembles. She once heard her father say that there is a dark side to shopping malls. Many big enterprises and groups are involved in gangsters. But I didn't expect that such a person was really met by her! And he became his own husband!

"Divorce." She said it tremblingly.

Nangong Jue's action of lighting a cigarette stopped for a moment, and then he continued to light a good cigarette: "how is this possible? How can I let you go? "

"Why not? I've never thought of marrying someone who's involved in the underworld. " Wind shallow Xi excitedly stated, as if to show their determination.

"Come here..." Nangong Jue held out her hand.

Before she reached out her hand, he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into his arms. The clothes that originally covered her also flew to one side because of the rapid action.

Nangong Jue hugged her body, gently lifted her long black hair behind her ears with his big hand, leaned over her ears and whispered, "who am I? It doesn't matter to you whether I'm a gangster or a white Taoist. It's important for you to remember that you are my wife. Now that I'm married, I don't want to get divorced. You will always belong to me, and I won't let you go. "

His voice is very cold and soft, not biting at all, but it makes people shudder, as if everything is under his control, no one can escape.

The wind shallow Xi deeply took a breath, in the heart to the underworld always some fear, can turn to think, also, she in the end confused what? When she got married, she couldn't help herself. No matter Nangong was a gangster or a white Taoist, she didn't seem to have a choice. She can't escape. She doesn't care what faction she married. She belongs to him. Is that really the sentence, marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog?

"Are you here to save me today?" She suddenly changed the topic. Anyway, it's all like this. Why bother about his identity.

Nangong looked at her coldly and did not answer her, "have you done it with them?"

"Well?" She was stunned for a moment, and her face turned into the color of the monkey's ass: "no! No, What do you think? "

He put on a smile: "where did he touch you?"

Shallow Xi frowned: "you are standing at the door, can't you see clearly enough? Still standing and watching, and not saving me. "

Said, she has some resentment, as if in the lover coquetry general, so unbridled said.

"Is it?" Say, his palm brushed that smooth body, cause wind shallow Xi a throb.

"Ah... Take it away, hands take it away." She pushed Nangong Jue's big hand, but the more she pushed it, it seemed that she was assisting his palm, which made her feel ashamed and angry.

She gasped and lost all her strength, almost lying on his chest, listening to his heart beating, trying to calm down.

"There's a reaction so soon. Tell me, when I was in the room, was there the same reaction here?" He whispered in her ear, like a question, but more like a tease, constantly teasing the nerves of the wind.

"No, no, I promise not. Can... Can we stop?" She held his clothes tightly in her hands, trying to let him let go with her own assurance. The more she didn't want to feel the feeling coming from her body, but her thinking was very clear about the discomfort.

"Stop, why stop? Don't you like it? " Nangong Jue glanced at her and took a panoramic view of her bewilderment.

"Because, because..." what should she say about how she feels now? My heart is like a flame of anxiety, which flows slowly from the heart along the blood vessels to every pore of her skin. It made her extremely uncomfortable. She felt hot and dry. At the same time, she felt ashamed. Two kinds of unspeakable feelings surrounded her constantly.

"Because of what?" As if seeing through her mind, Nangong Jue constantly forced her to get the answer.

"Er..." Feng Qianxi really didn't know how to describe this feeling.

"Oh, you should be a little honest."

Be honest? How to be honest? Do you want her to tell him how she feels at this time? That kind of uncomfortable and itchy feeling, like a flame erupting, burning her

"Ah..." originally clenched lip close can't help but shout out a voice.

The smile of Nangong Jue's mouth is bigger and bigger: "you are really a tempting goblin."

"Don't say it." She didn't want to do that, but she would call out her voice as if she was no longer dominated by her brain.

"Comfortable?"

"Don't say...!"

"But I'm home. We have to stop for a while. When we go upstairs, you will be satisfied to death. " He said hoarsely in her ear.