Spoiled Wife: Husband, You're Enough

"Honey, people just want to see if you have anything to do. It's so sad that you treat me like this." duck looked at her sadly and stretched out his hand to hold his heart. His heart was broken.

"If you don't stir up the game, I'll be better. If nalanzhe sees you, you'll die rhythmically. Let's go." Tong Xiaoman pushed him harder.

"Is it so serious? I just touched your thigh..." before duck finished, she suddenly felt a cold attack and couldn't help but take a cold breath.

Nalan Che, Jun's cold face was filled with a strong murderous spirit of evil. His dark eyes were burning with anger, and his eyes shot at him like ice thorns.

His fist clenched slowly, making a frightening gurgle.

"I told you to run early. If you don't run, your mouth is broken. By the way, I'm sorry." Tong Xiaoman raised his hand and drew a cross in his heart. Then he put his hands together and said amen. He stood aside and thought that he came at the right time and could give nalanche a vent. He was not angry after the fight.

Looking at the domineering man approaching like death, the duck swallowed a mouthful of saliva and his legs couldn't help retreating: "chief Nalan, calm down. I didn't do anything, but accidentally touched her thigh. I really didn't mean to eat her tofu. Believe me... I really didn't mean to... Ah..."

Before he finished his defense, nalanche hit his face with a fist. The elevator behind him just opened. His huge figure fell into the elevator. He wanted to close the door, but he was kicked away by the devil.

In the next scene, Tong Xiaoman couldn't bear to see it again. He covered his face and turned around. Behind him came the sound of tiger punching and kicking, as well as an unusually tragic cry. Comrade duck and duck, disaster comes out of his mouth.

Hearing the scream inside, Zhao Yi and Su Ji quickly rushed out, but it was too late. The poor duck was beaten out of his face and eyes, lying at the entrance of the elevator, scarred.

"God, Che, you're too cruel." Zhao Yi couldn't bear to look straight. Zhao Yi went over and squatted down next to the dying duck. Tut Tut, it's so pathetic.

The police officers who followed looked at each other. This situation should have been filed, but the other party was the chief of the powerful imperial brake group. How can this be broken?

Who dares to catch him.

After the violent blow, nalanche's fire showed no sign of stopping. He took Tong Xiaoman's hand and left with an arrow step.

He walked quickly and quickly. Tong Xiaoman was a little painful to follow, but she didn't dare to say a word. At this moment, whoever choked him was unlucky.

When turning, her body bumped, stumbled and almost fell.

He frowned and held her waist with one hand, and his steps finally slowed down.

Tong Xiaoman secretly glanced at him. His tight handsome face was still cold, but he held her waist and slowed down. Does that mean he was not so angry?

Su Ji followed them from a distance. Seeing that they didn't get on the bus after they walked out of the door of the police station, it was estimated that the young master still needed to vent, so he got in the car, drove slowly all the way, followed them from a distance and waited for orders at any time.

After leaving the police station, he took her to the river outside and walked along the river without saying a word.

Tong Xiaoman couldn't help but think of Su Ji's advice to her and pushed him into the river to calm down.