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

Chapter 29 The pain she gave, I will pay it back ten thousand times (2)

At the same time, he also enjoyed the feeling that she was nestled in his arms, relying only on him, it was wonderful.

He walked into the luxurious villa hall with Yan Chuyan in his arms. With a tall dome design and golden carved patterns on the walls, the huge hall was as bright as day.

In the center of the hall, there is a soft Persian carpet and a high-end and luxurious French sofa with diamonds and embroidered gold, just like a throne tailor-made for an emperor.

Beiming Haoting gently put down Yan Chuyan, then turned around, his blue eyes instantly flashed with a touch of chill, and shot at the woman tied to the mahogany chair carved with a dragon-shaped totem, Jiang Jingmei.

She was wearing a thin white shirt, covered with dust, her lips sealed with black tape were still trembling, her eyes were wide open, she looked terrified, and she tried her best to break free from the ropes tied to her hands and feet.

Beiming Haoting strode towards her with his slender thighs.

A cold and stern figure strode into her line of sight haughtily. The man with cold and handsome eyebrows, wearing a noble French coat with gold trim, suddenly transformed into an emperor walking out of the dark night, exuding an arrogance all over his body. .

The facial features are exquisite and deep, the outline is clear, the handsome eyebrows are lightly raised, the blue eyes of the prey emit a shivering cold light, the nose is as handsome as a peak, and the cold lips are lightly pursed.

"Hmm..." Jiang Jingmei shook her head in fear as she watched him approaching her step by step.

Beiming Haoting nodded, glanced at her indifferently, and said coldly, "James, let her talk."

"Yes, master." James came over, forcefully tore off the black tape that sealed Jiang Jingmei's mouth, kicked her lightly, and warned in a deep voice:
"In front of my master, you'd better be smart!"

"Bah! Yan Chuyan, you bitch, it's fine if you cheated an old man of money by sleeping with you, and now you're still supporting a little boy...you're so stinky and shameless!"

Little white face?
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Yan Chuyan and Beiming Haoting twitched violently!
The movements and expressions are exactly the same!
Full of tacit understanding!

Immediately, Yan Chuyan looked at Beiming Haoting in astonishment, wondering what his reaction would be next!
And Beiming Haoting raised his deep blue eyes in displeasure, with a sinister expression, like the king of hell.

"James!" he ordered in a deep voice.

"Slap!" A crisp slap sounded magnificently!

Next up!

clap clap-

Several slaps were slapped on her face one after another!
Beiming Haoting watched it happily, but he still couldn't let go of his hatred!

How could the woman who offended him be settled with a few slaps!
Jiang Jingmei stared at Yan Chuyan resentfully, her face without makeup was horribly ugly.

The pimples on the face are like the surface of the moon, without the contact lenses and eyeliner, and the false eyelashes are also removed. At this moment, it looks like a leaked inflatable-doll!

"Jiang Jingmei, I'll give you a chance to apologize to my master and Miss Yan, otherwise, your next performance will be even more exciting..." James grabbed her chin and warned coldly.

Instead, he wiped his hands carefully with a handkerchief, as if he had just touched something dirty.

Jiang Jingmei bit her pale lower lip, her face as red and swollen as a pig's buttock still showed no sign of repentance.

Yan Chuyan remained silent, bearing Jiang Jingmei's resentful gaze.

"James, start the show." Beiming Haoting gave the order impatiently, he had graciously given the bitch a chance to apologize.

Since she doesn't know how to cherish, don't blame him for being indifferent.

Beiming Haoting strode towards Yan Chuyan with his straight and slender thighs.

The distinguished golden diamond French sofa throne can accommodate more than two people.

But Beiming Haoting picked up Yan Chuyan, sat her on his lap, and held her tightly in his arms.

His slender, fair fingers curled slightly, gracefully evoking the red wine that the servant had just brought over.

"Little thing, take a sip to warm up your body and add to the fun."

(End of this chapter)