Chapter 657

Mian Mian holds her knee and shivers desperately.

Zhan Muqian's face is calm. He can't see it at last. He used to hold her with his arms open.

"Cotton..."

Mianmian suddenly looks up and pushes him away.

On the contrary, I lay on the pillow and cried loudly -

Zhan Muqian was cold at first.

Mian Mian lies on the pillow crying more and more, as if she had been wronged by heaven.

His face grew darker with it.

Until Mian Mian's voice was hoarse, she could not make a sharp voice any more, and her cry gradually weakened.

Zhan Muqian looks at the small, shivering body in bed.

She cried so hard, and her body was thin. I really doubt that she would cry at any time.

The man chest abdomen nest a fire, can't help but pull her from behind finally.

"Have you cried enough, Jiang mianmianmian? Tell me what happened to me. As for how I cried like this?"

Mian Mian's eyes were swollen like ripe apricots. She opened her mouth, her lips trembled, and finally squeezed out a sentence, "I don't want to talk to you. Get out, I don't want to see you again."

Zhan Muqian took a deep breath and said coldly, "it's midnight now. This is my bedroom. Where do you want me to roll?"

Mian Mian grabs the pillow beside him and tries his best to swing it on him --

"you don't roll, do you? Then I roll!"

This time, she was prepared in mind and was sure of Zhan Muqian's quick speed.

She moved faster for half a second, jumped out of bed, ran without shoes, and ran fast.

When Zhan Muqian chased her out, she was halfway down the stairs.

There was a flash in his mind that she was chased by herself and rolled down the stairs unsteadily.

So he stopped unconsciously, stood at the entrance of the stairs, and watched her run down the stairs safely.

Mian Mian pushes open the porch door and rushes out. He runs to the yard before being chased by Zhan Muqian.

The face of the tall man did not have a trace of expression, he directly picked up the cotton soft body, holding her legs bent to hang her on his shoulders.

No matter how she kicked and fought, he did not move, cold face will carry her back to the bedroom, a left in the sofa.

Fortunately, the leather of the sofa is extremely soft and does not hurt the cotton wool.

Mianmian shouts at him in her hoarse voice, "Zhan Muqian, what do you want?"

His face was calm, and he could not see his anger. "I don't want to do anything, but you. What do you want to do in the middle of the night?"

Mian Mian's eyes widened with anger.

I can't speak for a while.

She felt like a humiliated doormat.

She is not only fighting in bed but also fighting against Muqian.

It's even worse to fight.

But now, she found that she could not even fight against him!

It's a miserable life!

She covered her face with her little hands and was about to cry again.

Zhan Muqian is patient. "Mianmian, let's not fight. It's late. Go to bed first. If there is any problem, we can communicate tomorrow."

Mian Mian stared at him, almost sneering.

Communication?

Does he really intend to communicate with himself?

I don't know what to do with her.

He fiercely asked her to feel that she could be killed by him at any time.

"There's nothing to communicate with. You're strong in marriage, violent in family, and Zhan Muqian. I want to divorce you!"

[on the first shift, I'm very busy today. The update is late. Please don't rush to ask for a monthly ticket.]