It wasn't until Yan Zhengling took his hand away easily and bit his lip that he regretted.

His charming eyes were bigger than the bell. Was Yan Zhengling forced to kiss him?

What scares him most is that he has the ability to resist, but he is willing to fall into her tenderness.

Lips and teeth depend on each other.

"Brother Jue!" Yan Zhengling suddenly let out a cry.

Zhan hanjue was soaked in ice and suddenly pushed her away.

A mocked sense of humiliation attacked the four limbs.

It turned out that this woman, for so long, showed such warm and affectionate love for him, was all fake.

She had another man in her heart.

Brother Jue?

Han Jue, founder of Huanya?

Is that him?

Zhan didn't realize that he was jealous of himself.

He staggered to his feet and ran to the gate.

He hired a taxi and rushed to Huanya medical department.

In Huzi's ward, Qiulian fell asleep at the head of the bed.

Zhan hanjue looked at his sleeping mother and son. He deeply hated himself. It is clear that he is a man with a family, and his son is still lying in the hospital. However, he can't resist the temptation of Yan Zhengling to go to some ghost party, and almost something indescribable happened to her.

shame!

This kind of mistake can never happen again.

He went over and gently called out, "Qiulian, go home and have a rest."

Autumn lotus sleepy eyes wake up, see Zhan hanjue, smile.

"Husband, you work very hard. You'd better go back and have a rest." Qiulian road.

At this time, the tiger opened his eyes, grasped Qiulian's hand tightly, and begged: "I want mommy to accompany me."

Zhan hanjue's eyes were full of remorse. He was really a failed father.

In recent years, little care has been given to Huzi, which has alienated his children from him.

Zhan hanjue gently touched Huzi's face, "Daddy will make delicious food for you tomorrow."

"Well." The tiger nodded.

Zhan hanjue left Huanya hospital.

It was 11:30 p.m. when he returned to Wei'an garden. When Zhan hanjue arrived at the seventh floor by elevator, the elevator door opened and a man in his thirties was waiting outside. He had a untidy beard and a messy chicken house with curly hair. The whole body has a strong smell of smoke.

Zhan hanjue frowned in disgust. Go away with a big stride.

Walking to the door, I found a cigarette end lying on the floor. Zhan hanjue's face suddenly sank, his eyes shot at the elevator door, but he saw that the man was also looking at him.

The four eyes were opposite, and the flames sprang up. Zhan hanjue saw that the man's eyes flashed an evil light.

Zhan hanjue's Hawk pupil is frozen in an instant, and he looks at him with the air of a king. The man is slightly coagulating. Close the elevator and leave.

Zhan hanjue pulled out the tissue, picked up the cigarette ends on the ground, and sniffed with disgust. The inferior cigarettes made him frown.

The smell as like as two peas in the man just now?

So that man is looking for Qiulian?

That night, Zhan hanjue couldn't sleep.

One moment in my mind is the man who lingers at his door, and another moment is Yan Zhengling's affectionate voice: brother Jue!

The former somehow aroused his anger, while the latter inexplicably made his whole body sour. Two emotions clamor in his body, making him just want to burn himself.

The next morning, Zhan hanjue got up early.

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