Chapter 230

Sealed with a kiss, the peach beat him on the shoulder.

After a long kiss, I let her go.

Forehead against her, he coagulated her eyes, whispered: "I want to marry Chen qiao'an."

Peach a Zheng, and then said with a smile: "great, bless you!"

Vogue text pinches her waist, a word: "do you really? Peach, do you really wish me happiness? "

Ignore the heart insignificant, astringent pain.

Peach smile: "sincerely, you are married, can you let me go?"

"Oh With a smile of self mockery, Wen song released her, "I have to marry Chen qiao'an, but I don't love her, I..."

Forget it. What are you talking about.

Looking at her, he turned back to the devil, "no, I won't let you go. You can't think about it in your life."

"I killed your family in my last life! You hate me so much The peach roared and tears fell.

"Well, hate it."

Hate is better than forget.

Step forward, he raised his hand to wipe her tears, "go back."

When I went back, Sheng Xingwen didn't go crazy again.

The car was driven by peaches.

Leave him by the side of the road and peach drives away.

Vogue Wen stood by the side of the road, watching the white golf car slowly disappear in the eye.

Hands up, face tired of pinching eyebrows.

So entangled, he is not tired?

But he can't let go.

That's it.

Sheng family and she, he wants.

……

Drunkenness and lust.

As soon as Zhou Yanchen went to bed, it was noon the next day.

There was a clanging sound in his ear, and he slowly opened his eyes.

It's a strange ceiling with funny stickers.

How is that face so familiar?

Take a closer look, it's Lin qinghang.

As soon as the eyebrows closed, Zhou Yanchen sat up.

Standing on the bed, he mercilessly pulled down Lin qinghang's sticker, crumpled it and threw it on the ground.

After half a beat, I found that I was not dressed.

Last night sporadic fragments of the influx of mind, he rubbed the temple, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.

"Ah

The woman's voice rang out.

Mo Xi ran quickly turned his back and yelled, "why don't you wear clothes?"

Zhou Yanchen looked down at himself again and sat down slowly.

After pulling the quilt, he asked in a deep voice, "where is this?"

"My apartment." Mo West dye said, so back to him, move to the room.

Bend over, pick up his pants from the ground and throw them on the bed.

"Put it on!"

"Look, what did you do?" Zhou Yanchen sneered.

He's an adult man, and he can feel what happened yesterday.

"You

Turning around, she stares at him.

In front of her, Zhou Yanchen lifted the quilt and put on his trousers.

Mo West dyed red face, faltered and said in a soft voice: "the meal is ready, you wash your face, come out to eat."

Then she walked out of the room and closed the door.

With my back against the door, my heart beats like thunder.

The corners of her mouth rose and she went to the kitchen.

The small bathroom is only a quarter of the size of their bathroom.

Everything is packed together.

Her bottles and jars were on the sink, and her pink toothbrush was in the brush barrel with the pig face pattern.

After turning on the tap, Zhou Yanchen threw cold water on his face and wiped it with her pink towel.

Walking out of the room, there was a smell of rice.

Stomach can't help "gululu" cry.

He was a little cramped, and his face became darker.

Mo Xi ran heard the voice from the kitchen and put out his head, smiling at him: "sit down, there is a soup."

There are two dishes on the table, two bowls of white rice.

So tempting.

Ben wanted to leave.

However, he came to the table uncontrollably and sat down as she said.

After a while, moxiran came out with tomato and egg soup.

Looking at him, she said with a smile: "eat."

A pair of chopsticks to hand.

Zhou Yanchen coagulated her slender white fingers and finally took them.

Mo Xi ran quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

A meal, eat some silence.

But it can be seen that he is really hungry.

Mo West dye secretly look at him, see him eating his own cooking, suddenly came a sentence.

"The food I cook is my man.""Cough!"

Covering his mouth, Zhou Yanchen coughed loudly.

"Ha ha." Mo Xi ran laughs and looks at him.

Zhou Yanchen's face turned red and he raised his eyes to stare at the shameless little woman.

Finally, he put down his chopsticks and stood up.

"I haven't finished yet. Where are we going?" Mo Xi ran quickly followed him and stood up.

Zhou Yanchen left the restaurant and went to the gate.

Mo Xi ran catches up and blocks the door before him.

With her back against the gate, she bit her lip and looked at him

"Get out of the way." He frowned and gave a deep voice.

She straightened her back and said, "you didn't understand what I just said?"

Zhou Yanchen

"Zhou Yanchen, I tell you, no matter what you say, you are me, me and mine."

"Oh Zhou Yanchen sneered and said to her, "why do you have to do this? I have nothing left. You follow me and get nothing

"I don't want anything!" Gnashing her teeth and growling, she said, "I want you!"

I want you!

Four simple words hit Zhou Yanchen's heart.

Feng Mou ice sink like water, he tightly coagulates her.

She seemed to be looking for something in her face.

But she's so serious.

"But I don't want you."

He said.

A Zheng, Mo West dye subconsciously ask: "why?"

Zhou Yanchen frowned and did not seem to want to answer this question.

Step forward, he took her by the shoulder, slightly forced, "go away, don't block the door."

"Tell me first, why don't you want me?"

She refused to give in, just like a stubborn child.

Twisted body, Mo Xi ran holding his arm, soft voice said: "ah Chen, if you are because you leave Zhou, leave home things, then you also look down on me."

Losing patience, Zhou Yanchen reached out.

Slender fingers clamped her jaw, he looked at her clear eyes, word by word: "how do you so entangle people?"

"I'm pestering you. What's the matter?" She picked her eyebrows and hummed coldly.

Zhou Yanchen was stunned.

He has never seen such a woman.

Doesn't she have any pride?

Release her, he decided to use strong.

He's a man, and there's no reason for her to be stuck here.

"Go away! I don't want to say it a fourth time. "

"You mean five, six, seven times are useless!" Mo West dye hummed a voice, stretched out a palm toward him, "take."

Zhou Yanchen was slightly stunned and asked in a deep voice, "what?"

"What is it, money?" Mo Xi ran mocks and opens his mouth, learning his appearance and squinting, "how? You don't want to default, do you? "

"Money?" Zhou Yanchen read a sentence, faint smile: "a night of greed, you are also comfortable."

Step forward, he put his hand on the door behind her. "What do you think of me as? Duck

This man!

Mo Xi dyed a red cheek, gritted his teeth and said: "who said this!"

"What do you want? Do I owe you money? "