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

Chapter 81
"What are you looking at so engrossed in, huh?" Warm palms wrapped around her waist and rubbed it almost like a reproach.

Yan Chuyan's heart skipped a beat, her chest felt tight.

One day, the demon man will get tired of her, drain - her blood, and throw her out on the street...

When I think of this, my heart hurts inexplicably.

Although this evildoer is indifferent and intimidating at times, he treats her exceptionally well. She even occasionally has the illusion that he is her lover...

The cold alcohol touched the wound on his neck, and his ethereal thoughts were dragged back by reality.

"Okay." Beiming Haoting gently helped her put on the Band-Aid, threw the sterilized cotton swab into the trash can, and gave the other things to the housekeeper.

Immediately, he reached out to pick up a glass of cherry juice, shook it slowly, turned his deep blue eyes, slightly curved his mouth, and pressed the rim of the wine glass to Yan Chuyan's lips, with a charming and sexy voice: "The cherry you like Juice, drink it."

Yan Chuyan lowered her eyes to look at the cup of dark red liquid near her lips, Beiming Haoting slowly poured it over with the cup, the sweet and sour taste lingered on the tip of her tongue, the nutritionist who prepared the juice took the most delicious cherry pulp The taste is preserved, sour and sweet, sweet but not greasy, and there will be a lingering sweetness after entering the throat.

While drinking, Yan Chuyan couldn't help but took the cup and drank the juice in one gulp.

"It's delicious?" Beiming Haoting smiled charmingly with raised eyebrows, his doting eyes flickered, and he raised his hand to gently wipe away the remaining juice at the corner of her mouth.

Yan Chuyan looked at him and nodded, but her face quickly sank, she raised her chin with an angry look, and said:
"Don't think that you can bribe me with a glass of cherry juice. I won't contribute my blood to you as a medicine primer."

Saying that, Yan Chuyan went to open the closet and started to pack her clothes, opened the suitcase, and put all her things in.

Seeing this, Beiming Haoting didn't stop her movement, but... smugly, she put a piece of clothing in, and he took out another piece of clothing.

After such an inconsistent and weird scene was staged N times in the huge bedroom, Yan Chuyan finally couldn't help but get mad.

"Beiming Haoting! Are you finished?! No matter what, I will not live with a blood-sucking monster!"

"I'm sorry." Beiming Haoting raised his face arrogantly, his blue pupils stared deeply at her, his eyes were full of unbearable darkness, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and he said "I'm sorry." ", but there was no trace of apology on his face.

Yan Chuyan came over, looked him up in surprise, and nuzzled and said, "What did you just say?"

"It's fine if you can't hear me, you are not allowed to leave anyway." With a frown on his face, Beiming Haoting raised his long arms and easily pulled her over, imprisoning her between his legs.

There was a light in the blue eyes that one couldn't bear to refuse: "You promised to give birth to a little demon with me."

"..." Yan Chuyan's heart trembled, and she was speechless.

She had to come up with this idea to coax him to put down the gun in an emergency just now, but how will she fulfill her promise now...

She said that Chuyan has always been a person who keeps her word, but the matter of having a child is related to the happiness of her life. Is it true that she really wants to have a child with this monster?
She is a human, he is a demon, will the child be born a monster...

"Do you want to make the baby first or have lunch first?" Beiming Haoting slid his fingers over her fair cheeks, and his index finger stroked her lips meaningfully.

The azure blue eyes are like a vast starry sky, and the bright light is condensed and flickering, like a bottomless vortex, but it is so beautiful that it is charming and deadly.

(End of this chapter)