Chapter 379

After roaring, ye Yufan continued to stare at the calm man leaning leisurely against the head of the bed, stretched out his hand and pointed at him, gnashing his teeth and said, "jijing'an, you're too much! I thought you really did great harm to you, and I'm almost guilty! But you all cheated me together and played me like a monkey, aren't you very happy?"

"Where did you get this?"

After listening to the recording, jijing'an's heart jumped suddenly and straightly, but this is not a time to show panic. The two powerful long arms hold up the male body, the upper body is completely straight, and the deep vision is in line with the angry water eyes of yeyufan.

Listening to her furious roar, he felt inexplicably excited, hot and dry. He licked his thin lips and carefully organized every word, "Besides, I will not be hurt if you praise me so much, baby. I will not be hurt at all."

"Sad, painful, do you have a heart? Jijing'an, do you have to kill me before you are willing?"

With a sea of grievances and disappointments in his heart, ye Yufan suddenly lost control of his mood and hit the recording pen in his hand on the man's chest. Tears rolled down and fell silent.

She didn't understand that the man kept saying he loved her. Why did he always cheat and calculate on her behind his back again and again?

In recent days, she was almost melted by his tenderness. She was willing to give him another chance to start over. In the end, it was a living conspiracy hidden in his actions. Her life was really ridiculous!

Unconsciously, ye Yufan clenched his fist, stabbed his sharp nails into the palm, exuded drops of blood color, and ticked on the milky white floor along his fingers.

Ji Jingan saw this scene, his face was as cold as frost, turned up quickly, pulled open ye Yufan's slender fingers, found out the white gauze, wrapped her wound neatly, and sighed, "sorry, baby, I admit I'm a little anxious and used some means to you... But I can assure you that my mind for you has never changed!"

Night Yufan's face was cold all the way, waiting for Ji Jing'an to help her clean up the injured part, suddenly poked out another small hand, quickly stripped his tightly wrapped lower body, tore off a large mass of gauze, pointed to his neat dress, raised his head angrily, a pair of water eyes lingering with red fog tide, and looked at his repressed face indifferently, Then he looked at the place of the man's lower abdomen and sneered, "jijing'an, aren't you hurt? Why did you stand up? If it's a man, tell me frankly, did I hurt you or make you happy?"

When she spoke, her fingers held that place mercilessly, pinched and pulled it hard, and the feeling of numbness and crispness made the man's Adam's apple slide up and down sexily, with a very large range.

The man's body trembled with excitement, which was too obvious to hide.

"Ji Jingan, are you happy again? Then tell me, how did I hurt you and where was your injury?" Night Yufan's men clenched the hard thing again and asked aggressively.

Under her sharp gaze, Ji Jing'an fiercely closed his eyes and remained silent.

Cool, it hurts!

This stupid woman has no experience and doesn't know how to control strength, which makes it difficult for him to choose between comfort and pain.

Ji Jing'an stared at her broken little face with tears but angry eyes, pursed her thin lips and whispered, "it's my fault. Don't be sad! I promise, this is the last time."

"The last time? Do you think I'll trust you again? Jijing'an, please don't come to me again? Just let me live a quiet life with my daughter. I don't love anyone or marry anyone. As long as I have thoughts with me, I'll be enough for this life."

Night Yufan finishes these words with tears. No matter what reaction Ji Jing'an will have, he runs out wildly.

Behind her, the man stared at her slender and strong figure, lit a cigarette, leaned between his thin lips, took a few big breaths, and waited until his lungs were stimulated by the heavy nicotine to shrink suddenly, opened his long legs, and hurried to catch up with Yufan in the night.

I'm afraid she can't figure it out and do something stupid.

Suddenly unable to defend the ground, a long leg swept from the side of the door, with the momentum of thunder.

Ji Jing'an spits out his cigarette and puts it in the trash can. He looks fierce and can't avoid it. He stubbornly receives the fierce attack of the other party. He is kicked straight and shakes his body and retreats half a step back.

The man who suddenly attacked outside the corridor slowly walked into the ward, with a steady atmosphere, suits and ties tied meticulously. He stared at Ji Jing'an and smiled slowly, but the smile was less than the bottom of his eyes. "Jing'an, why do you make everyone cry every time? I really hate you and hate you very much."

Jijing kept his body steady, his thin lips lifted, and his deep black eyes shot out a dark awn as sharp as a blade, "it's you! Han Yuanchuan, you gave her the recording pen! I've been waiting for more than 20 years and didn't get her response. I can't help jumping out this time?"

After saying that, he suddenly gave a cold smile, rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt slowly, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a cruel arc, "in that case, let me see your strength."

Han Yuanchuan sneered and nodded, "that's it!"

He is no longer Chen Zifeng, who was weak in those days. In order to regain his wife ye Yufan, he has been practicing boxing and foot Kung Fu day and night all these years, so that he can beat jijing'an down one day.

At first, jijing'an kicked him into the flower bed with one punch. He can still think of it from time to time, and the anger and jealousy at the bottom of his heart even more stimulated the expansion.

Two equally outstanding men, with opposite eyes and murderous spirit, are bound to win or lose for the same beloved woman.

The hospital at eight or nine o'clock was full of noise and bustle.

Nurses, patients and their families passed by the wide corridor. They saw two handsome men fighting with their lives outside the ward at the end. Someone immediately alerted Gu Sijia.

Patients who can live on this floor are either rich or expensive. Any personal injury will inevitably have an immeasurable bad impact on the reputation of the hospital.

Gu Sijia hurried from home. In the face of the fierce war in front of him, he could hardly believe it. "Jing'an, Han Yuanchuan, why are you fighting?"

Who can tell him what happened?