Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 127 Jealousy (2)

"..." Beiming Haoting's blue eyes stared at her motionlessly.

"What I hate the most is a duplicity man like you. Oh, I know, you are a demon king. It's normal to want three thousand beauties in the harem, but I don't want to be your concubine!" Yan Chuyan pushed him hard, turned her head and bit off his big hand.

"I don't have that kind of relationship with Kong Xinyao, you misunderstood." The faint pain made Beiming Haoting subconsciously frowned, he didn't let her go, and let her bite him hard.

"You... Let go... Let go!" Yan Chuyan still bit him, uttering three words in her throat.

Beiming Haoting lowered his eyes, his eyes stayed on his bitten hand, he raised his other hand to caress Yan Chuyan's head gently, like the master touching a beloved pet.

"Hey, don't make trouble, let go." The soft and magnetic voice, the tone of coaxing the puppy...

Coax the puppy.

He smoothed the hair on his head one by one, and slowly untied the messy and tangled hair, smoothing it with five fingers.

A faint smell of blood was gradually spreading in the mouth, Yan Chuyan was stunned, and slowly opened his mouth, pink liquid seeped out from the outline she had bitten with her teeth.

This demon man's blood is pink?

A look of shock flashed across Yan Chuyan's face.

Then he raised his eyes and watched his reaction with trepidation. After being bitten by her like this, wouldn't he want to suck blood again?

"Kong Xinyao lives here because..." Beiming Haoting stared at her calmly, and was about to explain.

buzzing...

The phone in his pocket rang suddenly, interrupting him.

"What's the matter?" Beiming Haoting took out his phone and glanced down. It was James, so he slid the answer button and put the phone to his ear.

"Master, Miss Kong committed suicide with a fruit knife, and insists on you coming over." James' anxious voice came from the other end.

The volume of the phone was too loud, Yan Chuyan could hear his words clearly.

Hearing this, Beiming Haoting narrowed his deep pupils, and after a few seconds of thinking, he said in a deep voice, "Tell her, if you want to die, I won't stop you."

"But the master..."

Snapped--

Before James finished speaking, Beiming Haoting hung up the phone and threw the phone on the bedside table.

"Suicide? Aren't you going to persuade her?" Yan Chuyan looked up at him and sneered.

"No." His voice was cold and decisive.

It's none of his business that the woman died, and the Holy Spirit Fruit Tree doesn't have to ask for her blood!

If he loses his blood source, he just has to go find it!

Just relying on that woman, Kong Xinyao, trying to tie him down, what a joke!

"If you don't go, I'll go. Anyway, she and I are also friends through glasses of wine. You can't just leave me alone!"

Beiming Haoting reached out and brushed her hair behind her ears, pressed the tip of her nose against hers, her sexy thin lips breathed hot air, and her voice was magnetic and charming: "Are you sure you want to save her, or think about how to save her first?" yourself."

In the next second, Xie Xiang's fingers poked directly under her winter skirt...

"No, what are you doing...Ah, sneeze!" Yan Chuyan frantically pushed him away. The smell of the perfume on his body was really pungent, and after enduring it for a long time, he still sneezed.

Beiming Haoting was sprayed all over the face, like an enraged lion, ready to get angry.

"I'm not cultivated." He stared at her for a long while with dark and cold eyes, before he finally came up with three words.

A look of dissatisfaction.

After finishing speaking, he restlessly moved his long fingers over her body.

"Hmm..." Yan Chuyan couldn't help trembling, she clearly felt that the movements of the man's fingers carried some kind of punishment.

this man.Was she sneezing wrong?Who let him get so close!

(End of this chapter)