Warm marriage is like fire: male god boss spoils deeply

Late at night!

In the shadow halo, men like God's residence stand silently by the bed!

"Brother Che, help me!" The girl's tears wet her face!

His jaw was pinched by a man, "don't regret it?"

"No!"

The sudden pain that suddenly pierced my heart jumped into my limbs and bones

Ah! Pain!

Leng Qinghuan suddenly wakes up, his chest gasps, and the man's awe inspiring warning is still in his ear --- Leng Qinghuan, remember, the man in your life can only be me!

"Oh, girl, have a spring dream?"

The playful voice of the bar owner brought the cold joy back to reality. She looked around and was surprised that she was lying on the table in the dressing room!

Dream?

Not a dream!

Qinghuan's eyes are gloomy. For three years, her brother Che!

"Baby, it's time to play!"

It was too late to mourn spring and hurt autumn. Leng Qinghuan gathered up the loss of the bottom of her eyes. Her hot face gradually returned to calm. She picked up the mask on the table and opened the door

Just at the end of the passionate song, the lights in the ballroom darkened, and the men and women playing hi retreated to both sides

"Ah, Qin Huan is going on stage!"

Qin Huan is Leng Qinghuan. It's her name to hide her true identity!

"Qin Huan, Qin Huan!"

With the cries one after another, the lights gradually became bright, and all the light condensed in the center of the stage. A masked woman with slightly open red lips lay lazily on the sofa.

The music sounded and the classic slow dance music in the bar.

Qinghuan put away her slender legs and twisted her enchanting body like a water snake with the beat. She paced lazily like a cat. When her honey lips were slightly open, she was cold, arrogant and sexy. A frown and a smile made the men present feel numb

"Elder brother, most of the men here come to her. It's a pity that she always dances with a mask and doesn't sell herself. If you let this woman accompany you one night, she may be cured..."

Receiving the man's warning cold eyes, the peach eyed man knows to shut up!

The light is too dark. You can only vaguely see the fine and elegant outline of a man's sculpture. His posture is noble and embedded in the leather sofa, which is arrogant!

Cold eyes were indifferent and lukewarm, staring at the little woman detonating the whole audience in the center of the stage.

At the end of the dance, Leng Qinghuan was about to step down, but was stopped by a fat man and his bodyguard.

Everything came too soon. The fat man smiled, jumped at Qinghuan and grabbed the mask on her face.

Qinghuan dodges quickly. She doesn't want her long hair to be pulled by a fat man. It hurts!

"Ha, brothers, do you want to see what this girl looks like?"

The fat man's words caused the men's dirty and evil cry.

Qinghuan is like a lottery ticket to be announced. She stares sadly at the covetous people under the stage

Harsh cry, passionate face!

This scene is so familiar!

In those years, they also forced her father

Qinghuan trembled badly when he thought of his father jumping down from the top floor of the hospital!

"Ha, meiniu is afraid!"

Qinghuan couldn't hear what the men said

All she knew was that when the mask was pulled off, her forbearance reached the critical point. Her eyes were fierce. She suddenly pulled out the dagger hidden in her short boots and stabbed the fat man!

"Ah" the fat man couldn't dodge. He was stabbed in his thigh and blood gushed out!

A scream of panic came from the crowd. Qinghuan suddenly woke up. She shivered and threw away the dagger in her hand, and her little face lost blood.

When she got up, Haizao ink inadvertently shook away and showed her face, the whole hall sucked

"Hiss, what a beautiful woman!"

Everyone was amazed. The man in the card seat on the second floor, alone, saw the face, the deep ink pupil flashed a dark light with unknown meaning, and the big palm holding the glass closed inch by inch