The domineering wife: the president lord and domineering love

Carry him upstairs?!

With a weight of 150 Jin and a height of more than 1.8 meters, even the cook felt laborious to carry it, not to mention the small body of Xia zaozao.

"Why, you can't move your back?" he deliberately embarrassed her. "I've done so much for you. What have you done for me?"

His cold fingers pinched her chin: "woman, what have you done for me except hurting me?"

Yes, she didn't do anything for him.

"I can carry you and I'm not afraid of falling, but I'm afraid I'll fall on you."

"Ha ha." Qin Yi seemed to hear a big joke, "you have fallen my heart thousands of times. Am I still afraid of falling?"

Xia zaozao finally raised his head and looked directly into his eyes.

His eyes were filled with emotion. Why did he make her so dazzling and so sad.

When she only looked at it, she was so sad that she couldn't look at it again.

Bite your teeth: "OK, my back."

“……”

She took off her slippers and stood slim in front of him, ready to carry him.

Qin Yi's eyes darkened and he put them on her back.

The heavy force pressed over, and the summer was suffocated in an instant——

The whole world is on your back. Do you think it's heavy

He once carried her down the steps and down a long ladder.

Summer slowly lifted his lips early in the morning. It turned out that the "world" was so heavy.

She struggled to carry him, holding his pants in both hands. The wound on her back was pressed over, and there was a cold pain.

"Why, can't you move your back?" his low voice rang in his ear.

Xia zaozao's eyes were cold, and he took a few steps forward with him on his back.

The cook and the servant stood on both sides in panic, in case they fell down and helped them at the first time.

Xia zaozao bit his lips, pressed his hand, and carried Qin Yi for more than ten steps. His feet fell to the ground and almost dragged away.

"Summer morning, is this what you call carrying me?"

"You're too long..."

Xia wiped his sweat early and looked at the rotating stairs.

Not very tall, but for her with Qin Yi on her back, she would faint at a glance.

She really thought she would roll down with him halfway.

"You can give up at any time," he said in a gloomy voice. "I'll give you time to practice slowly until your back moves me."

"Then, do you want to postpone my trip indefinitely?" Xia said sharply early, "your ability to go back is still so strong."

“……”

"You are a masochist. Don't drag me to the funeral!"

Her ruthless words turned his reluctance into a fire of anger.

Qin Yi's eyes seemed to have a tusk monster. It laughed at him for being hurt to pieces and was still abusing deep feelings for her!

"I'll carry you up."

Xia bit his teeth early, took a deep breath and put Qin Yi on his shoulder again.

He didn't pull his two long legs this time, so he dragged him upstairs.

After two or three steps, she stopped to catch her breath.

The cook stood behind him to protect the young master's back

Sweat trickled down from her hair, and her back was sweating. The sweat soaked the wound and hurt so much.

Her lower lip was bitten and spread a little blood

I've never carried such a heavy thing. It's like a huge hill on my shoulder.

More than ten minutes later, she half dragged and half carried her to the middle of the stairs. She was dizzy and was about to fall back. Fortunately, the cook helped them in time.

Summer morning, the whole person collapsed and weak.

"Do you want to kill me?" Qin Yi's cruel voice said, "I'd rather die than go, wouldn't I?"

Xia took a big breath early in the morning.

But what I can smell is the sea breeze he brings

The sand on his body rubbed against him. He had the salty taste of sea water, which was as bitter as tears.

I really want to stop going like this. They roll down together and die.

As long as you are with him, you are not alone when you die.

Xia zaozao smiled strangely. It's a pity that she still has so many unfinished things. She can't die. When she died, Yan shengqian was angry. How many innocent people suffered.

Why should she bear such a heavy fate.

Semih.

Xia carried Qin Yi upstairs early. She breathed a heavy sigh of relief, as if she was finally free.

"Here we are..."

“……”

"I've carried you upstairs."

“……”

"Qin Yi, I owe you. Did I give it back to you?"

The weight on his shoulder suddenly disappeared. Qin Yi let her go. He didn't say how hard he worked all the way. He was uncomfortable grinding sand and dripping water, and his feet had been dragged by her and bumped on the stairs.

"Give it back to me?" he smiled coldly. "You haven't carried me to the room yet."

Xia zaozao's whole body strength has been exhausted.

Carrying him upstairs has used all his strength

"No one is allowed to help this time!" his sinister voice said to the cook and servant.

Under his cruel eyes, they had to stand far away.

Xia took a breath early and continued to walk on his back.

Qin Yi's legs were also propped up, and he was no longer willing to hang on the ground and be dragged by her. In this way, the weight of his whole body was pressed over.

Xia zaozao lost his body and fell heavily on the ground.

Similarly, Qin Yi fell heavily to the ground with her.

His body held her still.

She wanted to lie down and die, but looking at the ceiling, Chu Yang was attacked by wolves on the arena.

She puffed up her body with a hot breath.

His hands just supported half of his upper body on the ground, and he was crushed by Qin Yi's weight

Xia zaozao feels like a soldier crawling forward in the mud.

Qin Yi's eyes are like fire!

The dead woman couldn't stand up, but she carried him to climb!

She crawled forward!!!

The great sadness surging up in his blood vessels, and the pain of his heart twisted into pieces by a winch - he gave it to himself!

He was so angry that he bit Xia zaozao's shoulder. His anger with nowhere to vent blocked him depressed and was about to vomit blood!

Cough——

When the blood gas rushed, Qin Yi really coughed up a mouthful of blood and burst out on his shoulder early in summer.

"Young master, you, you vomited blood..."

The servant didn't dare to come.

Qin Yi slowly propped himself up and stood up: "summer morning..."

“……”

"You heartless woman."

“……”

"I hate you!"

His deep voice seemed to come from hell. Hate her, hate her to die, hate his mind is about to burn.

Her non response exacerbated this hatred, but how much he hated her, she could be indifferent.

His love is as extreme as his hate.

Xia zaozao looked at his shoulder and at Qin Yi's angry pupils.

Her hands and feet were cold: "you didn't eat again, did you?"

"I hate you..."

His consciousness began to be unclear again, his high fever became heavier and heavier, and he was dizzy.

Xia zaozao looked at his blurred eyes and made a quick decision: "come here and help him to the room!"

Qin Yi fainted once, but this time he fainted for a long time.