The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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After confirming that Ye Cong had left, Qian Yikun pulled Mo Fei out of the darkness and strode to where he parked.

"Do you know what you are doing?" Qian Yikun growled.

Could it be staggered by him to move forward, this man is too powerful, she couldn't even draw her hand.

Is it possible that Qian Yikun was thrown into the car, when Qian Yikun was about to get up, Qian Yikun directly leaned over and pressed his hands against the edge and innermost of the back seat, completely pressing Murphy under himself , But supported the arm so as not to press on her.

Could it be: "..."

What is this overbearing president Fan Er doing?

"Do you really think your life is not important?" Although Qian Yikun was suppressing his anger, he still couldn't suppress the anger that almost spewed out.

The small lights in the car were dim, and the street lights in the distance looked brighter.

Even if the man on the body restrained her, she could feel obvious anger, even if she didn't know where the anger came from.

"Is my life important or unimportant? That's all I said. Qian Yikun, you guys have hypocritical face, I don't have face to face."

Qian Yikun knew what was ironic. It was their Qian family who wanted to save face and did not want to tear their faces with the Huang family.

"Could you remember that your life was brought back by me, and it is mine now, without your permission, you'd better not move it." Qian Yikun's forehead continued to resist Murphy's forehead. , But the breath hitting the tip of the nose and lips is warm.

The open door was cold.

But what exists between the two is an unclear ambiguity.

As if the next second, the kiss at hand would fall on her lips.

"Go away." Mo Fei reached out and pushed him, such a distance would make her breathing not so smooth.

He could reach out and land on his chest.

Is it possible to stare, Qian Yikun is still looking at her.

This chest muscle-

Not so good.

Qian Yikun looked at Mo's suddenly red face, and the inexplicable heartbeat in a small space.

Qian Yikun: "..."

Is this woman crazy?

"Enough touch?" Qian Yikun suddenly said.

Even wearing a coat, he could feel the woman's restless hands.

Could it be: "..."

Could it be that the men slammed hard, Qian Yikun took a breath, took her hand directly, but pressed it straight against his chest.

Qian Yikun has been training all the year round, and his figure is naturally much better than normal people, but he can feel that his figure is even better than those that kill people.

There are at least eight abdominal muscles.

I did n’t expect Qian Yikun to be the kind of man who was undressed, fleshed and dressed thinly. He could not help raising his eyes. He was facing Qian Yikun. Such--"

Before the words could be finished, Qian Yikun suddenly threw her hands away, and then stood up slowly to organize her clothes.

Could it be: "..."

Under normal circumstances, are men going to kiss women now?

Oh--

I am not his heroine, so what?

Could it be that he sat up slowly and put away the bitterness on the corner of his mouth that he didn't even feel.

"Must, if you want to die, I will succeed you, but it is not in the hands of others." Qian Yikun said, directly slammed the door, and then started the car directly from the driver's seat.

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