Exclusive Secret Love: The Billionaire Bride with Less Wind 995. Chapter 995 If you don't love, you don't hate or hate, how can you talk about forgiveness 17
995. Chapter 995 If you don't love, you don't hate or hate, how can you talk about forgiveness 17
Chapter 995 If you don’t love it, don't hate, don't hate what to talk about (17)
Because of the spoiling and pampering of the wind, she has always regarded this man as herself, belonging to her only.
Even if their beginning was not the same, but did they have a heart to each other later?
But why is it like this to this day?
The window was knocked, and the wind stood up and pierced the window. Zhu Yan stood outside the car and handed it to a mobile phone: "Adult, Miss Xia's mobile phone."
Xia Yu Orange immediately wanted to snatch it immediately when he heard it, but Feng Yan pushed her back to the seat with only one hand, and took her mobile phone with the other hand to look at it.
The trace of that photo was obvious, Lu Licheng deleted the photo, and deleted it together with the MMS.
"What's so good?" Xia Yu Orange wanted to sit up again, but what was annoyed her was that she was pushed to the wind. Repeat several times, the wind just didn't let her get up.
Xia Yu Orange suddenly lost energy, his body stiffened, his eyes were dazzling, and he couldn't understand what he wanted to do.
Feng Yan leaned and closer to her coquettish body to suppress her, bowed her head and bite it on her pink lips: "Obedient!"
"Wind, don't touch me anymore, you dare to touch me again, I will sue you to be strong!" Xia Yuman's hands pushed his shoulders, and his voice was still cold.
Stretching out his hand, he stretched her chin. His eyes were fierce, and he looked at her almost in a clear look, and said in a cold tone: "Strong-gangster? Okay! I went to bed with a minor girl-
, I'm still afraid of more strong-rape? "
Because I mentioned the past that made Xia Yuman very mindful, the grievances in her heart rolled into her heart again. Gradually, she had tears in her eyes, but she endured hard, don't want to let her face not want to let me want to let me let go.
He saw.
Feng Yan's heart was softened again, he frowned slightly, and gently stroked her face gently. Her tears have always been the best weapon to deal with him.
"What about crying?" His voice was dumb.
Xia Yuman didn't speak. She closed her eyes and let the tears in the corner of her eyes overflowed with her eyes. The tight lips did not make a sobbing.
After watching her for a while, Feng Yan let go of her, took a straight body and threw her mobile phone to her, and then ordered the driver: "Drive!"
"Let me go home!" Xia Yu Orange wiped tears with his back, because of the sadness, his voice was obviously crying.
Feng Yan didn't answer, nor did he look at her. After a while, his mobile phone rang. He just listened and said nothing. After a while, he hung up the phone with a gloomy face, holding the phone in his hand and pondering.
Half a noise, I said: "I will take you to see Shang Mengwan!"
The call is that Shang Mengwan's body has been placed in the lantern in the hospital, because it involves the case, and it is necessary to do a corpse examination.
"Look at Wan'er? What are you talking about?" Xia Yuyan sat up sharply, and the injured ankle touched her seat, which made her frowned.
"What's wrong?"
"Do you say to take me to see Waner? Where are she?"
"I ask you what's wrong with you?" Feng Yan turned to look at her, put her mobile phone and bent down, lifted her feet, "What's going on?"
He saw the gauze wrapped on her ankle and tightly: "Ask you, talk!"
Xia Yuman glanced at him dissatisfied and asked? What to ask? Isn't it that the glass he threw out was hit?
From her expression, the wind seemed to understand something.
"The wine glass is thrown over, wouldn't you avoid it?" He roared again, and his spoiled expression returned to his cold face again.