Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

Early in the morning five days later.

An Xiaojing was awakened by a knock on the door.

Rubbing sleepy eyes and walking out the door.

Take a closer look, almost scared to death!

Since when are there so many people in black at home!

An Xiaojing woke up immediately, looked at Jiang Meng and asked, "Aunt Meng, what's going on..."

Before Jiang Meng could speak, the leading man in black glanced at An Xiaojing's disheveled appearance and frowned slightly, stepped forward and said, "Miss An, please change your clothes and come with us!"

"where to?"

"Anjia. I hope you haven't forgotten that today is the day you and the young master get married."

An Xiaojing was taken aback, "That's it? What about the wedding car?"

The leader of the man in black had no expression on his face, "The young master said that there will be no wedding and no wedding car."

An Xiaojing's face changed, and a wave of anger surged up. Isn't this humiliating her?

"Leng Yichen is simply deceiving people too much. How can we get married without a wedding? I won't marry! Go back and tell him I won't marry!"

Angry, An Xiaojing turned around and was about to go back to her room. Seeing that she was going to leave, the leader of the man in black immediately became anxious, and waved his hand to the back, "Then I'm sorry, Miss An."

As soon as the words fell, several men in black came to meet her, grabbed An Xiaojing and took her out.

An Xiaojing struggled and cursed angrily, "Let go of me! This is kidnapping! Do you understand kidnapping!"

"Let go of me, bastard, damn Leng Yichen, you are all a bunch of demons!"

No matter how An Xiaojing yelled, the man in black didn't move at all until he directly stuffed her into the car.

However, seeing An Xiaojing being taken away, An Xiya didn't feel any joy in her heart.

Even without a wedding or a wedding car, she still married into the Leng family!

An Xiya's eyes were full of jealousy, he would not marry anyone who wanted to marry Leng Yichen, but married someone who was unwilling to marry him!

The car drove to Leng's house, and An Xiaojing entered the other courtyard led by the man in black.

As soon as she entered, a maid stepped forward to hold her, lowered her head and said, "Miss An, please follow me."

An Xiaojing followed her into a room on the second floor. Before she could react, the maid suddenly pushed her in, and then locked the door behind her.

An Xiaojing turned around and slammed on the door, "What are you doing? Why did you lock me up?"

The maid outside the door said coldly: "The young master has ordered, let Miss An rest in the room."

what?

Is Leng Yichen going to imprison her?

What kind of wedding is this!

An Xiaojing was so angry that she sat down on the bed, her little face flushed with anger.

This bastard Leng Yichen!She even restricted her personal freedom!

She will never give in!

It was past midnight when Leng Yichen got home, and the maid told him that An Xiaojing was in the room on the second floor.

Said that An Xiaojing had been making noise for a long time and then she stopped making any noise, and she didn't eat dinner, so she stayed in the room all the time.

Pushing open the door, she saw An Xiaojing lying on the ground and sleeping.

Leng Yichen thoughtfully walked towards her slender figure, squatted down halfway, and looked at the sleeping woman with slightly narrowed black eyes.

She was wearing a thin light blue shirt, her fair and slender legs were exposed, and her curled up posture outlined her exquisite figure.

A red lip is slightly parted, as if tempting to commit a crime.

Leng Yichen tugged on his tie, he just felt his throat was a little dry.

The strange yet familiar longing in his body was about to burst out, and a pair of black pupils were dyed with a strong color.

He picked up An Xiaojing horizontally and put her lightly on the bed.

An Xiaojing snorted softly, turned over, and rested her head on Leng Yichen's arm that was not able to get away in the future.

The neckline of the shirt on his body was slightly opened, revealing half of his white and tender skin. Leng Yichen's heart was slightly shaken, and a wave of the most primitive emotion surged up.

This is the second time he reacts to a woman.

The first time was the little wild cat that bit him, and he would definitely find her and make her the happiest woman in the world.

As for An Xiaojing...

Leng Yichen snorted secretly, and brought her towards him, his palms began to slide across her body curves.

"Hmm..." An Xiaojing groaned slightly, twisting her body, feeling something was wrong.

She opened her eyes suddenly, only to see a magnified face imprinted in her pupils.

OMG!

An Xiaojing exclaimed, and immediately sat up and glared at him angrily: "Who are you!"

Leng Yichen sneered evilly, "On the wedding night, who do you think I am?"

So he is Leng Yichen?

An Xiaojing swallowed, shrank back, wrapped her clothes tightly, "Don't come here! You bastard! Bastard! Pervert! You are taking advantage of others!"

An Xiaojing kept cursing, but Leng Yichen's eyes became colder and his face became more and more ugly.

"I'm a bastard, bastard, but you just married a bastard! An Xiaojing! Don't forget that you are married to me now!"

An Xiaojing was startled, Leng Yichen's words just hit her sore spot.

He grabbed the pillow beside him and threw it at him, "Get out! Get out of here! You are not allowed to touch me!"

Leng Yichen took the pillow with one hand and threw it on the ground, his face was a little ferocious, and with the other hand he unbuttoned himself, revealing his strong chest.

"This is my house! What right do you have to tell me what to do?"

"Have you lived enough?"

Leng Yichen approached her step by step, clasping her chin with one hand, An Xiaojing frowned and was forced to raise her face and look at him.

"Hmph!" An Xiaojing struggled, trying to turn her face away, but failed.

"An Xiaojing, be content, I can have you, you should be happy!"

"You are shameless! Despicable!" An Xiaojing bared her teeth and yelled at him.

Leng Yichen smiled suddenly, with a bit of cruelty, "You are not the only one who calls me mean and shameless! You should be thankful that I don't hit women, otherwise I can let you die without a place to bury you based on your words just now! "

An Xiaojing was silent, stopped struggling, lowered her eyes, her voice choked up, "What do you want to do to let me go?"

"Let you go? You're going to die!" As soon as the words fell, Leng Yichen pushed her down on the bed, like a wild beast, biting her tender and smooth skin angrily, venting his anger.

An Xiaojing closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and let him pick her without moving.

"An Xiaojing, don't forget, this is your duty! As long as I need you, you have to be there for me anytime!"

"Of course, if you resist, I can give up, but I think you know, without me, your brother who is far away in the United States..."

Speaking of this, An Xiaojing's body trembled slightly, and she stopped talking.

Leng Yichen bit her white and tender earlobe, and a hoarse voice sounded beside her ear: "An Xiaojing, don't you have such a backbone? Where's your backbone?"

While asking, the movement of his hands didn't stop, An Xiaojing panted under him.

She didn't have the energy to resist him, and she didn't want to make unnecessary struggles...

She is powerless to resist!

"I will satisfy you..."

Leng Yichen smiled contemptuously and covered her.

Soon, he realized something was wrong.

This was not An Xiaojing's first time.

Leng Yichen looked up and sneered arrogantly and bloodthirstyly: "Sure enough, a bitch is a bitch, pureness is used to confuse men, shameless!"

Leng Yichen was angry, and his actions became more violent.

An Xiaojing didn't know why this dog man went crazy, he bumped so fiercely!

Before she could think about it, she had already fallen into deep darkness...