Chapter 119

"Fourth brother, no..."

This is in the club. People will come in at any time.

But Jiang shaoxun ignored it and swallowed all her words. He opened his clothes with one hand and covered the soft part. However, he heard Changhuan groan with pain.

He saw her small face pain to wrinkle, one hand to open her buckle, Changhuan want to stop, hand is still pressed on his head.

The cold air brushed her delicate skin and raised a little shiver. Jiang shaoxun saw that the skin on her chest was as red as if it had been rubbed off a layer of skin, and there were several areas overflowing with blood.

His black pupil constricted: "Nie Changhuan, who allowed you to hurt yourself?"

Changhuan was suddenly roared by him, and his eyes widened like a frightened rabbit, forgetting to respond.

How long did she wash in this place after he was angry and left? To wash blood?

If he didn't touch her, he didn't know she was so hurt here.

Jiang shaoxun eyes dew distressed, lips gently kiss on Nie Changhuan's forehead, she how so silly?

Chang Huan struggled his hand out and got out of his arms like a mouse. His hands trembled and he buttoned up his clothes. He said weakly, "fourth brother, I didn't mean to, but the water is too hot. It's just like this when I wash."

"I will believe it?"

Long Huan Shan said with a smile, "just, just a little rub."

How can this be the blood that can be rubbed out with a little rub?

Jiang shaoxun holds her in his arms and kisses her hair: "you're clean. You don't have to spoil yourself like this."

His gentle words warmed Changhuan's heart. She wiped her eyes in his arms, but her eyes became more and more red. Her tears were not controlled. She sobbed and retorted in a low voice: "I didn't spoil myself."

"No waste will make you like this?"

She like this, will only let him more want to carry the gun to kill that man, he caresses her to cry to shake the shoulder: "it's OK, he didn't touch you."

If he could arrive earlier, or if he saw her get into the man's car, he would stop her. Maybe there would not be so many things behind.

Chang Huan is crying even more. If it wasn't for him, she would be worse off now.

"Good, don't cry."

Jiang shaoxun is actually very good to her. Now she feels so warm. Chang Huan sniffs: "fourth brother, you stink."

His face was obviously stiff, and he immediately added: "there are other women's perfume and stink."

"My Huanhuan is jealous?"

Jiang shaoxun's eyebrows and eyes are smiling. He rarely indulges in hooking Changhuan's small nose. He laughs and admits: "yes, I'm jealous."

He carefully arranged her clothes. Changhuan was jealous, but he didn't take it seriously. His little woman wanted to escape from him at any time. Admitting that she was jealous, I'm afraid it was just to make him happy and caress her long hair: "go home."

Chang Huan nodded: "OK."

She took his arm, one foot deep and the other shallow, and followed his steps. Did he find those two movie queen level people?

"Fourth brother."

"Well"

"Four brothers"

"What's the matter?"

She remembered that those people were calling him Jiang Shao, but her address was more intimate. She raised her head and laughed, her white teeth were dazzling, and her smile was sweet and bright: "I just want to call you."

Jiang shaoxun's muscles are tight. He just wants to love her so much. He takes his arm out of her arm and hugs her waist instead. But his soft body is in his arms, and there is a light bath fragrance on his body, which makes him swollen and unbearable.

Out of the club, it's already three o'clock in the morning. Changhuan is wearing thin clothes, frozen to the point where she is next to Jiang shaoxun.

He stood up straight, took off his coat, gently draped it on her shoulder, stroked her hair which was blown away by the wind behind her ears, pecked her red lips with evil taste, and Chang Huan immediately shrank in his coat, his cheeks were hot.

She said shyly, "fourth brother, this is outside."

Jiang shaoxun and Chang Huan clasped their fingers and said frankly, "I know."

There's a paparazzi car and there's a man like a lost dog. Don't they want to know something?

This is his woman. There's nothing to hide.

"What if it's photographed?"

Changhuan steps to speed up, holding his hand to the car drill, he casually behind the smile, little fool, has been photographed.

Lu Xiangyuan stood not far from the club, watching Nie Changhuan and the man love each other. He thought he got Nie Changhuan. Who knows, the woman lying under him is not Nie Changhuan at all.

He became the laughing stock of the whole city, and everyone laughed at him for picking up sesame seeds and losing melons.

Originally, he was only suspended, but now he has received the notice that he will never be employed.

Jiang shaoxun waved his fist when he got on the bus. When Lu Xiangyuan saw this action, his cheek suddenly became painful.

Lu Xiangyuan only remembers that when the man opened the door and came in, he lifted him out of bed and punched him in the face. With one punch, his nosebleed came out.

He was beaten dizzy, the whole mouth teeth also loose a lot, if not for that man's side people stop him, maybe he will be beaten to death there.

He thought that the man would take Changhuan away, but he left Changhuan. He clearly remembered that it was Changhuan, not Nie Changqing, crying under him.

Lu Xiangyuan suddenly became confused. He would forget whether he had ever got Nie Changhuan.

Chang Huan looks at Jiang shaoxun in the car. He suddenly raises his fist and shrinks his neck. "Fourth brother, you don't want to hit me, do you?"

Jiang shaoxun looked at Changhuan in surprise, got into the car and sat next to Changhuan: "I don't beat women."

Chang Huan looked out of the window and said to himself, "if you don't beat a woman, you will squeeze her chin when you are angry. You want to crush other people's chin."

Did he?

Jiang shaoxun looked at his hand as if he had. Maybe he was angry and didn't control his strength. He stroked Changhuan's long hair and said, "if you don't make me angry, I won't be unable to control my emotions."

Changhuan pouts her lips and is dissatisfied. It is clear that he often makes her unhappy.

Jiang shaoxun fell into a deep meditation, facing hundreds of millions of contracts, he could not change his face, but in front of her, he found that he could not control his emotions easily.

When the car left, there was a familiar man standing outside. He was not as spirited as he had been. He seemed so decadent. Lu Xiangyuan's appearance went back to four years ago.