Chapter 1141

Zhan Muqian's face is cold.

He suddenly moved his hands down and grabbed her slender neck.

Gradually exerting force --

"I think you're tired of living. I'd better give you a ride by myself."

Mian Mian can't breathe any more for a moment, and the feeling of being caught by the throat is quite exciting -

she still looks at Zhan Muqian's face subconsciously with her eyes open.

He looked really angry. He was so angry that his face was ferocious. But there seemed to be a little grievance in the man's eyes.

Mian Mian can't help but feel strange. Isn't it a matter for him to feel aggrieved that he doesn't want to have children for him.

This man's psychology is really strange

Cotton gradually can't open their eyes again.

Because when you are choked and can't breathe, you will gradually lose all your strength.

She suddenly felt very tired.

She closed her eyes slowly.

Zhan Muqian doesn't seem to be joking

I'm afraid it's true to see her off by hand.

Mian Mian still has many things in mind.

There are several people who make her feel uneasy

But in the moment when she couldn't breathe, she suddenly felt relaxed.

If I could die like this, it would be nice.

Mian Mian's eyes glistened with white light, but he felt that the scene was nothing new.

Zhan Mu's hand was loosened with modesty.

Instinctively, she turned her side and coughed violently.

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The atmosphere in the bedroom condenses to freezing point for a while.

Zhan Muqian's thin lips are tight. It's like trying to squeeze out a sentence for a long time, "Jiang mianmianmian, do you want to die?"

Mian Mian's white face was red at this time. Just now she almost thought she was going to have a look back.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly let go.

She frowned and did not answer him.

"I tell you, without such a cheap thing, Jiang Xun will not die for a while, and you don't want to die so easily."

He pinched cotton too long, maybe it hurt his throat.

The voice line of her mouth was bleak and fragile. "What did Jiang Xun do to offend you?"

Zhan Muqian, with a gloomy face, seemed not to answer.

She really wanted to know.

Except for power.

What did Jiang Xun owe him, so much so that he fell to this point.

She casually grabbed Zhan Muqian's hand and seriously asked, "why in the end, there must be a reason, right?"

The man, expressionless, coldly shook her hand away. "You don't deserve to know."

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Everyone in the presidential palace is trembling.

Everyone knows that Miss Jiang quarreled with you.

And it seems that something serious happened.

It is said that Miss Jiang beat your child

It is said that Miss Jiang stole people outside

Someone else saw Miss Jiang beaten by you

Someone saw you beaten by Miss Jiang

You are so angry that everyone is in danger.

……

You come into the study after you come out of the bedroom. The door of the study is closed. No one dares to enter.

Even Gao chieftain has several things to deal with, but he dare not send them in tonight.

No one dares to die at this time

2:00 p.m.

Everyone is off.

Jiang ran knocked on the door of the study.

She was wearing a pink halter dress with a short skirt, which looked very similar to someone's favorite style.

She came to the drunk man with a pot of sober tea.

Jiao Didi's voice line said, "Sir, I've made you a sobering tea. Have a drink, or I'll have a headache tomorrow."