Chapter 891

Yan Zheng and Han Bao are boarding at Yancheng airport.

At the same time, Yan Zhengling drove a car to the calendar garden of the imperial capital.

Zhan hanjue was sitting on the balcony on the second floor, looking into the distance. When he saw Yan Zhengling's car entering his view, he pushed his wheelchair and walked downstairs.

Yan Zhengling's car has just arrived at the calendar garden. Before she can whistle, the gate of the calendar garden is opened for her.

After parking in the ground parking lot, she dragged her tired body to the villa gate.

Han Jue sat at the door waiting for her. When he saw her, his eyes stayed on her thin and pale face for a moment, and he couldn't help but ache.

The girl's life seems to be very bad.

"Come in."

He turned his wheelchair, and Yan Zhengling followed him to the inside.

As she walked, she untied her clothes. When Lord Zhan turned around, she saw the clothes scattered on the ground, and his eagle eyes were filled with an unbearable flame.

"What are you doing?" Asked the warlord in a deep voice.

Yan Zhengling said with a cold face: "master Zhan, our relationship is nothing but a contract lover. Lord Zhan asked me to come. I can't think of anything other than doing this. "

Then she went to him.

"Put it on." He was angry.

Yan Zhengling said without expression: "you can think about it, master Zhan. If I put on my clothes, I'll leave the calendar garden immediately. " She had a very determined tone.

There was no temperature at the bottom of her eyes, and the expression of looking at the warlord was very empty.

Baron Zhan felt his heart as if he had been hollowed out by something. He even felt heavy breathing.

"Yan Zhengling, take a bath." He ordered.

Yan Zhengling, holding his clothes, went upstairs and entered the bathroom.

The warlord breathed heavily. The bottom of my eyes was filled with great helplessness.

He called her here today just to have her examined by the doctor.

He also thought that when they met, it would be the atmosphere of the arrow pulling out. But he underestimated her ability to be a demon.

Her indifference in her eyes and slander in her words froze him like ice.

The cold Lord was so sore that he could hardly breathe.

He adjusted his mood for a long time before he went upstairs slowly.

He went to the bedroom and waited for her to come out.

Soon the bathroom door opened, and the warlord pulled back those melancholy thoughts. She stuck it on his back, "master Zhan, it's time to start."

It's like doing a task. There is a beginning and a ending, and a song ends.

Han Jue is helpless around the bitter smile. "Good."

He suddenly pulled her into his arms. Fall on the bed, both hands imprison her, "Yan Zheng Ling, this is what you ask for."

He was like a beast that had been shut down for thousands of years and was released, just like a demon who had been sealed for thousands of years. Once he was released, he was like a raging beast, so crazy that Yan Zhengling was afraid.

She was staring at her pupils and staring at the ceiling.

I remember his words in my mind: men can separate love from sex.

All of a sudden, she felt that she was too fuckin 'mean.

She was insulted by him when she came to the door and was insulted by him.

Her pregnant body was very weak, and after a few times she became drowsy.

At last she fell asleep in his arms.

Lord Zhan hugged her tightly.

After a long time, he got up, found a white pill and poured her a glass of water. Put it at the head of the bed.

When Yan Zhengling was half asleep and half awake, he handed her the water cup. She was unprepared and drank all the water in the cup.

She's really thirsty.

Then she went to a deep sleep.

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