Black Bellied Husband’s Indulgence: His Wife is not Allowed to Hide

"Do you know who I am, dare to do this to me!" He asked, covering his face that was beaten up, angrily.

At this time ... the window of the black sports car's back seat slowly fell down, revealing a cold and handsome face.

Shen Jiayu looked at the people in the car, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Jiang ... Jiangbeihan?"

Although he has only seen Jiangbeihan once, he will never admit his mistake in this powerful aura!

"Keep away from her, or you will be at your own risk." Jiang Bei glanced at him coldly, unable to hear any emotions in his tone, but it caused Shen Jiayu's forehead to sweat ...

He naturally knew that her in the mouth of Jiangbei Han was Song Wenxin.

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Song Wenxin carried his luggage to the Mid-levels Villa, because it was still early and Jiangbeihan had not yet returned.

After packing her luggage, she went to look at Jiang Beihan's cloakroom.

There are not many clothes in his closet, and most of them are monotonous, almost all suits, shirts, trench coats and the like.

Even the color is relatively monotonous, almost all of the cold color ...

Although the looks, styles, and materials of these clothes are very good, Song Wenxin, who studies clothing design, still feels a bit pity.

What a pity his great figure and face. In fact, this figure obviously has a lot of room for development ...

However, because the figure and the face are superb, these clothes are single in color and not complicated in style. When worn on Jiang Beihan's body, not only did he not lower his handsomeness at all, but he also added a kind of ... calm handsome!

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After visiting his cloakroom, Song Wenxin returned to his bedroom and took out a large bag of wool he bought today.

Because she didn't know what color Jiangbeihan liked, she bought several colors of wool.

After visiting his cloakroom, Song Wenxin found that his clothes were all simple and dark-colored, so he decided to choose dark gray wool for knitting a scarf!

This color is just right for the clothes in his cloakroom.

Thinking about it, Song Wenxin took out the knitting needles and began to knit a scarf.

Every winter, Song Wenxin will help the family knit some things, sometimes a scarf, sometimes a sweater, gloves and the like.

Over the years, her hands have become very clever.

Knitting wool is something that most modern girls can't, but in her hands, it seems to be very simple.

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When Jiang Beihan returned, it was late, and his bedroom was lit, and Song Wenxin was leaning on the sofa in the bedroom.

Opposite the sofa, the new TV just bought is playing a fashion show.

He approached slowly, only to find that she was earnestly busy weaving things, not even when he came.

He stopped two meters away from her and just stared at her like that.

He doesn't like being noisy, he doesn't like being too bright, and he doesn't like others appearing in his place.

However, he was not disgusted with all this now ... even, he also liked this feeling.

The bedroom is lit, the TV is on, and a woman is weaving on the sofa ...

The sound of the TV was a bit noisy, but the woman sitting on the sofa at this time was inexplicable ... making him look at ease.

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Song Wenxin was knitting a scarf and didn't pay attention to Jiang Beihan. It wasn't until she turned around and looked at the TV that she found a person standing beside her.

She was taken aback. "When you came, there was no sound."