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

Chapter 189 Cold War (1)

"..." Yan Chuyan was ashamed, if she didn't prepare food for her, she could cook it herself, what's the big deal!
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The atmosphere in the car was stagnant, and the phone in the pocket of a cat's windbreaker suddenly rang.

"What are you doing?" Beiming Haoting took out his phone and slid the answer button, and yelled impatiently as he pressed the phone to his ear.

"Brother Cat, Xiaojiali and I have obtained a license. We will have a party at my house tonight to celebrate the arrival of our little fox. Let's bring Xiao Chuyan over to play~" Hu Junmo's enchanting voice came over the phone, Words and sentences stimulated his eardrums.

James secretly glanced at his master's gloomy face, and shuddered suddenly.

Beiming Haoting was pinching the phone, the veins on the back of his hand were exposed, his handsome face was tense, his thin cold lips were pursed into a cold straight line, and he yelled gloomily at the phone: "Don't go!"

This fox fairy must have come to show off!
No, it's not to make fun of him!

Depend on!How did that Tong named have a child so soon?They've only known each other for over a month!
What a p, I don't even know if that woman is pregnant with his little fox!
cut!
Beiming Haoting hung up the phone angrily, and sat opposite Yan Chuyan with a gloomy face, and didn't say anything for the rest of the time.

Back at the castle, it was already noon.

The aroma of delicious food wafted from the restaurant in the main castle. After receiving the news that Beiming Haoting had come back today, Steward Lin specially ordered the senior chef to prepare a feast for him to wash away the dust.

Yan Chuyan rubbed her hungry belly, walked around the restaurant and walked to the kitchen by herself.

I thought: This bastard!It must be intentional for the chef to prepare this table of food.

I want her to see but not to eat, and then beg him...

She won't let this bastard cat demon succeed, let's make his dream come true!
If you don't give her food, she will make it herself!

"Take Yan Chuyan back to the room, and don't allow her to come closer to the kitchen!" Beiming Haoting's magnetic voice was majestic, his sharp blue eyes stared at her slender back, and he raised his chin arrogantly. One order directly broke her. The only thought in my heart.

Yan Chuyan was stopped by the servant at the kitchen door, "Miss Yan, I'm sorry, you can't come in."

Hearing this, Yan Chuyan's fingertips trembled, and she slowly turned her head to look at Beiming Haoting's handsome and unbeatable handsome face, annoyed and hated, and in the next second, pushed away the servant on the corridor, He rushed upstairs without looking back.

"boom!"

The bedroom door was slammed shut, and Yan Chuyan locked the door inside.

Beiming Haoting ran up after her and was locked outside.

Staring at the tightly closed carved solid wood door, the gloomy blue eyes like a falcon were a few degrees colder.

"Yan Chuyan! Open the door for me!" With a condensed handsome face, he raised his leg and violently kicked the door.

The curtain was drawn on the window, separating the bright world outside, and the light in the huge bedroom was dim.

Yan Chuyan leaned on the head of the bed, hugged the pillow with both hands and poked it fiercely with her fingers, treating it as Beiming Haoting, stabbing a villain.

"Bastard! You'll bully me!" Yan Chuyan murmured while hugging the pillow.

"Bang bang!" Beiming Haoting slammed on the door angrily outside, "Yan Chuyan, open the door for me!"

"..." She glanced at the slightly trembling carving art gate, ignored him, and continued to poke the villain.

Kill you, big bastard!
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She simply folded the pillow on her lap, fisted with both hands, and beat him.

"If you have the ability, you will stay inside for the rest of your life!" The sound of banging on the door stopped, only Beiming Haoting's violent roar remained.

After a while, only the sound of footsteps passing by was heard, followed by silence.

Yan Chuyan put the pillow back, climbed out of bed carefully, walked lightly on tiptoe to the door, and turned her head sideways to listen to the movement outside.

gone?

(End of this chapter)