Chapter 141

The man in the car has a frosty face, like an ice sculpture, like the most perfect sculpture in ancient Greece. He holds the steering wheel with both hands, and his eyes are dim. He stares at the fast-moving plane until he stops less than one meter in front of his car.

All the flight attendants came down, looking at the man in the car in panic, and saw that he was like the king of the jungle, standing in a row unconsciously and retreating one after another.

Xia Yicheng knows that she can't leave this time, but after all, she still faces it. Holding anxiaoqiao in her arms, she comforts: "it's OK, I will protect you."

An Xiaoqiao laughs miserably and shakes his head: "what I'm afraid of is your desperate protection. Xia Yicheng, promise me that no matter what happens later, you should be calm. OK, I don't want you to be hurt."

If Ling shaotian is angry with Xia Yicheng because of her affair, she will have to bear the debt of human relationship.

See her clearly very afraid but still a face strong appearance, Xia Yi Cheng is more distressed, reached out to do a touch to kill, smile and nod: "good, listen to you."

The premise is that Ling shaotian can't hurt an Xiaoqiao, otherwise, his calmness is for others to see.

When he supported an Xiaoqiao with a pale face to get off the plane, Ling shaotian looked up at the two people nestling together, and suddenly the back of his hand was blue.

Turn to see an Xiaoqiao head wrapped in gauze, already pale lips, fists relaxed again, until two people come to him, he still can't help, hand a punch hit Xia Yicheng's face, an Xiaoqiao with a stagger, almost fell down, Ling shaotian back to her.

As opposed to "I don't want to." An Xiaoqiao protested loudly.

The man ice Mou is cold, deep mouth: "seal."

Bang bang, two fresh marriage certificates fell into Ling shaotian's hands. Although it was to tie an Xiaoqiao to his side, he was stunned for a moment when he took the marriage certificate. This woman is his wife now, and the name is right.

An inexplicable feeling arises spontaneously. Anxiaoqiao is so angry that he grabs the marriage certificate and tears it in half: "I don't want to marry you like this." She threw the torn marriage certificate on the ground and rushed out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"Damn it, make it up to me right away." Ling shaotian roared at the director behind him, strode up and caught her: "you don't want to marry me, who do you want to marry, Xia Yicheng, or other men, Ann Xiaoqiao married me, you are so painful, right? Remember, such pain, I want you to last a lifetime."

After that, regardless of her despair, she was shackled in her arms with both hands, and she was hit by an Xiaoqiao with a kiss. Her tongue was like an angry dragon, stirring up clouds and rain in her mouth.

Hard to suck out her clove, teeth mercilessly bite up.

"Well..." an Xiaoqiao had a spasm of pain, and put his hand on his solid chest. He couldn't push it. He could only vent his anger.

A kiss finally ended, an Xiaoqiao paralyzed in his arms, the director timely ran out and handed the red book to Ling shaotian: "Mr. Ling, make it up, I'll make it up for you. Your wife let her tear it up. At that time, Mr. Ling ordered me to send a bunch of them to your house."

Hearing the director's understanding idea, Ling shaotian suddenly turns black, takes the marriage certificate, picks up an Xiaoqiao and leaves. It seems that the director doesn't want to do it.