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

Chapter 128 Jealousy (3)

"Uh, Beiming Haoting, don't be like this..." She tightened her legs and moaned softly.

"You're so sensitive even when you're sick~" Beiming Haoting's lips slipped into a faint smile of unknown meaning.

Immediately, the slender fingers retracted, looked at the box of tissues on the bedside table, and said magnetically: "Bring the tissues here."

Yan Chuyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, slid off his lap in response, walked over and took the whole box of tissues and put them on the bed, and obediently took out the tissues to help him wipe off the droplets on Jun's face.

Beiming Haoting quietly let her wipe his face with a tissue, with a very happy expression.

A pair of blue pupils as deep as the deep sea stared deeply at her serious face, and there was a light of interest in the bottom of the eyes.

On the white finger, the red diamond ring is dazzling under the light.

Soon, Beiming Haoting's gaze was attracted by that dazzling light.

Suddenly, Yan Chuyan's wrist was grabbed by him, and he snatched the tissue from his hand and threw it into the trash can.

"Where's the other ring?" Beiming Haoting had a gloomy face, and his other big hand directly tore open her skirt, from the collar to the chest, regardless of her feelings.

Women like to wear rings around their necks sometimes, and he thought she would do the same, but...

The winter skirt was roughly torn off by him, revealing the light-colored chest and clothes inside, and on the white chest, a pair of fullness fluctuated with breathing...

The beautiful figure of the woman all fell into the scorching sight of the demon man.

Xinchang's white neck was empty, without any pendant, let alone the ring he hoped to see.

"What are you doing!" Yan Chuyan looked at him inexplicably, stretched out her free hand and quickly picked up the torn piece of fabric to cover her chest.

"Yan Chuyan! Where's the ring?" He asked repeatedly, his voice low.

"Throw it away." Yan Chuyan turned her wrist, and slowly retracted her hand to cover her naked chest.

"What did you say?"

Beiming Haoting stood up abruptly, his tall and straight body formed a shadow covering him, nodded slightly, and stared at her arrogantly and coldly with a pair of deep blue eyes.

"I said, I'll throw away your ring." Yan Chu met his dark blue eyes without changing his face, and shouted confidently.

He was the one who went to the bar to provoke girls first.

Doesn't throw the ring, does he hope that "the red flag at home will not fall, and the colorful flags are fluttering outside"!

ridiculous.

"Throw it away? Who allowed you to throw it away!" Beiming Haoting narrowed his eyes dangerously, his gloomy handsome face was stained with a touch of hostility, his outline was tense, and his voice was extremely sullen.

Yan Chuyan: "That's the ring you gave me, I can dispose of it as I like!"

"Are you challenging the limit of my patience with you?" Beiming Haoting clenched his teeth, exposing the veins in his fist.

"Oh, you can think so, Beiming Haoting, to be honest, I have endured you for a long time."

"..." Beiming Haoting let go of his fist, staring at her motionlessly with eagle-like blue eyes.

"Since Master Beiming left, you have been harassing|harassing me every day for various reasons, I'm fed up!"

"You took my dad as a hostage and asked me to promise to have a little demon with you. Well, you are indeed excellent, except that you are a demon. I tried to accept you and convince myself to fall in love with you, but..."

"But what?" Beiming Haoting's pupils tightened, he suddenly raised his hand to pinch her slender shoulders, and asked excitedly.

"From the second I threw the ring out, you were already dead in my heart."

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(End of this chapter)