"Teng Yue, please drive slower, I'm too old to bear your torment!"
"Teng Yue, I'm about to vomit!" Ren Sichen had been hungover all night. He was already dizzy, but now that he was jolting him, his internal organs were violently churning.
He said casually, "It's okay, vomiting is a normal reaction during pregnancy! Lao He, give him a plastic bag, be a civilized person and don't vomit in the car!" Teng Yue had no intention of slowing down and stepped on the accelerator.
Without letting go, he made another sharp turn and passed the car in front of him while wiping the car's body. But it was good, because he threw the paparazzi's car to who knows where!
"I'm a grown man. If I have any normal reaction during pregnancy, I think it's abnormal for you!"
"What's more important, your vomiting, or Momo's wedding? If you can hold it in, hold it in, and if you can't, then throw it up!" Teng Yue spoke righteously and continued to fly through the traffic.
"The young master's car is parked at the pier and is not moving!"
"Nonsense, he must have gotten off the car to find Xiao Momo!" Teng Yue narrowed his eyes, "The dock, right? Okay! Keep moving forward at full speed!"
Suddenly, the car flew out like an arrow.
Ren Sichen was so frightened that he turned pale. He probably would never dare to drive Teng Yue's car again in his life!
The shallow sunlight streamed in from the window, and the flying dust could clearly be seen in the light and sand, swirling and floating quietly in the air.
Beatrice's men looked at Nangong Han tremblingly and stepped back step by step, their hands holding the pistols trembling.
There were many dead bodies lying on the deck outside the house, thick blood flowing quietly, and the smell of bitter rotting meat spread in the salty and cold air...
Nangong Han's sharp eyebrows were slightly raised, his cold eyes were full of evil spirit, and he slowly stepped into the cabin door. The sunlight fell on his body, stretching a shadow on the ground. He was tall and slender, like a god, sacred and inviolable.
"I asked you two to let me go, did you hear me? You really want to be a transvestite. Maybe he had a whim and made them into human pigs this time. Do you know what human pigs are? He just chops off all your hands and feet.
Put it in a vat and leave only one head outside..." Xiang Yimo kept threatening them.
Beatrice took out a sharp saber and put it on Xiang Yimo's neck, "Shut up!"
Xiang Yimo felt a chill on his neck and immediately closed his mouth.
Ji Zhanxuan then put a piece of black tape on her mouth, "This will make the ears much cleaner!"
"Nangong Han, your woman is here!" Beatrice pushed open the hatch, dragged Xiang Yimo out, and yelled at him.
Nangong Han's sharp eyes shot at him, "It turns out you arranged all this!"
"You have ruined my reputation, of course I want you to taste this too!"
"What a pity!" Nangong Leng sighed, "It's difficult!"
Xiang Yimo stared at Nangong Han with her bright eyes, never expecting that he would go into danger alone to save her. The emotion turned into layers of warmth in her heart, surging up and over, and her eyes became slightly moist. Although
We only met yesterday, but she felt like centuries had passed.
"Your woman's life is now in my hands!" Beatrice said with an evil smile, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes becoming even more ferocious, "If you want her to survive, you have to throw away the pistol first!"
Nangong Han glanced at Xiang Yimo indifferently and caught her gaze. Her bright eyes were shining with tiny waves. But there was a cluster of anger in his eyes, and his cold black eyes suddenly tightened, and the cold light overflowed, "
Huh, it's just a woman, I can't do it, I threw away my pistol for her and put myself in a dangerous situation!"
Everyone was startled, never expecting that Nangong Han would disregard her life and death!
Xiang Yimo's expression was dull and she frowned, thinking that she had just heard a hallucination and that she had heard it wrong. Nangong Han would not say such cold and cruel words.
Beatrice laughed loudly, "Sure enough, he is a man who has achieved great things and will not be involved in the affair of his children! This woman is pregnant with your child now. She can not want her. Don't you even want your own child?"
"Children? There are many women to give birth to for me. As many as I want, I will have as many as I want!" The corners of her thin mouth raised, outlining a ruthless and cold arc, "You are so ridiculous, you actually used a useless woman to threaten me! Marry me!"
She is just looking for convenience, marrying a wife and giving her two children!"
His words were like daggers, piercing straight into Xiang Yimo's heart, making her heartbeat suddenly stop. The sorrow and sorrow kept boiling, turning into tears, blurring her vision and moistening her heart.
It turned out that to him, she was a useless woman, and he only married her for the sake of the child in his belly.
How ridiculous, she was still immersed in sweet happiness. It turned out that this was just an illusion. The ugly essence was wrapped with a layer of sweet sugar coating, and she foolishly thought it was happiness. However, after eating all the sugar coating, she realized that the remaining
Everything tastes sour and bitter.
"Nangong Han, you are just being tough!" A cold evil light flashed in Beatrice's eyes, "I don't believe you can really watch your woman and children die in front of you!" He held his hand.
With a little force, the bright silver blade passed across Xiang Yimo's white porcelain neck, and bright red blood beads immediately emerged...
Xiang Yimo closed her eyes in despair, and crystal tears flowed down her face. She knew what was waiting for her...
"don't want!"
A roar swirled, stirred, and lingered in the empty cabin!
Chu Zhanjin stood at the door of the cabin and rushed in. He was soaked all over and water was dripping down. He had just emerged from the sea water and ran here, but he saw that Xiang Yimo was in danger. He didn't know anything about it.
He couldn't care less and rushed in directly.
"Beatrice! I will take Nangong Han's life, please don't hurt her!"
Xiang Yimo opened her eyes, tears flowing freely. Why, in the end, it was he who thought about her.
"Woo..." Xiang Yimo had tape on her mouth and was speechless. She could only shake her head. She wanted to tell Chu Zhanjin to stop doing stupid things. She was not worthy of his sacrifice.