This voice

Chi Huan is held in his arms and his face is buried in his chest. She can't see the woman, but after five years, she can still recognize her without difficulty.

After all, this couple is not easy to be forgotten.

Hearing this gentle voice with a trace of coolness, the half bloodstained man gathered his eyebrows and looked up at the past.

A beautiful face came into view.

In the small fishing village on the Bank of Jiangcheng, this is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.

Although he only saw Chi Huan a few minutes ago, Chi Huan's face is often active on the screen and the screen, and the meaning of it is different.

Wenyi's facial features are soft, especially when he is smiling.

She was wearing a black women's trousers on the lower part of her body. The color of the nude pink shirt was very light. The unique design of the neckline made her look more fashionable while being gentle. The cuffs were pulled up, and the white wrists were wearing valuable wristwatches.

Trousers and shirts are fabrics with a strong sense of falling, especially when she stands upright. She seems to have been strictly standardized in her sitting posture since she was a child, or she has been trained to dance the day after tomorrow. Her long white neck stands in the collar like a swan, which makes her look elegant.

But the black blazer on her shoulder, the two bodyguards standing behind her, who may be one meter nine and have a strong sense of oppression, and her arm around her chest, all make her elegant and gentle into a cool and fierce.

Wenyi's eyes looked at the still beautiful face, and he was totally unfamiliar. It seemed that he could not find a trace of familiar eyes. With a faint curl of smile, "I not only turned away all the type a blood in the hospital, but also bought this hospital."

Mo Shiqian turns to look at her, his eyes are narrowed, and he doesn't make a sound to evaluate anything.

When Chi Huan heard this, he had only one feeling in his heart -

fierce and domineering.

Mo Shichen didn't think so. He jumped violently on the tip of his brow. Then he shook off his bodyguard and walked directly to Wenyi.

The two foreign bodyguards behind Wenyi were forced to come forward and stopped by one of her hands.

She smiled lightly. "Mr. Li, you can beat the president of our family. He doesn't care about you. If you beat me My father didn't give up to beat me. If anyone dared to touch one of my hair, I would break his hand. "

When she had finished speaking, her wrist was held by the man's extremely strong hand.

He looked down at her, his handsome face was sullen, and his strength was strong enough to crush her bones. "What do you want to do, eh?"

"You hurt me."

The man forced the question to overflow from his teeth, "what do you want to do?"

"I said, you hurt my hand."

"You now, immediately, immediately, have the type a blood transferred back to the blood bank."

"Do you know who I am?"

"I don't want to know."

Wenyi chuckled. "Do you know who you are?"

His pupils and eyes changed slightly, but the eyebrows and eyes were still cold. "I don't care who you are, and I don't care who I am. Transfer the type a blood back, otherwise..."

At the end of the day, the man's voice was lowered to the extreme, and the silent but deep threat meant that the thick people in the room could hear it.

Wenyi turned away and smiled.

It's interesting. It's interesting to catch fish and threaten her vice president of clod sur.

She Wenwen said lazily, "are you going to wait for him to crush my bones before you start?"

The two will come forward at once.

But they were not faster than the man's hands. Before the hands of the two bodyguards touched the corners of his clothes, Wenyi's neck was caught by the man's fingers.

A heavy voice came out of his throat. "Try again."

The throat was seized in a moment, and Wenyi frowned tightly.

The two bodyguards look at each other and dare not move any more without permission. They don't know what to do. Looking at Mo in a unified way, they say, "always President. "

The atmosphere became tense.

Chi Huan looks at this scene in shock. He looks at Chen and Wen Yi, ink around his waist, and his fingers tightly hold the man's clothes. "Ink is modest What happened to him? "

Is he crazy? He just started to treat his brother as his brother. He has no feelings.

Wenyi is his wife.

Mo Shiqian's handsome face had no waves, and he answered Chi Huan's question with a faint voice, "probably when he fell into the sea, his brain hit the sea and he collapsed." Chi Huan, "..."

She looked up at the cool, indifferent man with her lips closed. "You Don't let him stop? "

She knows Mo Shi modestly at some degree, and he has no intention to interfere with his clear posture.Mo Shiqian raises his hand and touches her head. "He wants to strangle his wife. What can I do?"

Chi Huan, "..."

Mo Shichen obviously heard this sentence.

He looked down at the beautiful face in his hand. His eyes tightened a little, and the strength on his hand was how loose it was.

After several changes of face, he finally returned to indifference and spoke in a deep and dumb voice, "transfer the blood back to the blood bank. If you are dissatisfied with me, come to me Qian Rui is just an ordinary girl, and she has done nothing wrong - if she has a bad job, it won't do you any good, understand what I mean? "

Her beautiful face did not waver at all, because her throat was pinched and it was difficult to speak, "either you let go of your hand, or you strangled me Then let our family throw their father and daughter into the sea to feed the fish. "

The man's pupil shrank and shrank, and his voice came out of his throat, "what do you want?"

"If you want to grind something, you can do it."

When ink, Chen's eyes are like ink inkstones that have been knocked over. They are all dark and indifferent.

But the next second, his fingers came loose.

Two bodyguards immediately pulled Wenyi two steps back from his face.

Wenyi recovered his breath, raised his hand and touched his aching throat. The suit had already fallen to the ground, and was picked up by one of the bodyguards and put on her shoulder again.

She turned half over, and her gentle face showed a cold chill. "Since Li qianrui is half dead, let her father apologize for her, bow 90 degrees, and show sincerity."

Mo Shichen woke up in the past six months. He had never been aroused such a violent mood by a woman. He even wanted to strangle her on the spot.

But he can't.