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

An Xiaojing felt sad in her heart, how could he humiliate herself like this?

With a sneer, she said, "Leng Yichen, don't be so self-righteous! Please keep your mouth clean! You are insulting my personality!"

After she finished speaking, she didn't want to talk to him anymore, and walked out with her legs open.

Uncle Lin looked at the two people who were arguing, and just wanted to stop An Xiaojing, but before he could make a sound, he saw that she had started to walk out.

He turned his head and saw Leng Yichen's cold and handsome face again, and thought something bad in his heart!

In the end, before Uncle Lin could react, Leng Yichen took a long leg, pulled An Xiaojing back, threw her hard, and he threw her on the sofa.

Leng Yichen used too much force, An Xiaojing lost her balance and was bounced back to the ground, hitting the corner of the sofa.

"Go? If you dare to take a step out today, I will let you settle down forever! An Xiaojing, you can give it a try!" Leng Yichen said disdainfully, "How much is your personality worth? No bitch!"

An Xiaojing was in so much pain that she bent over and couldn't straighten her back!

Leng Yichen clasped her chin, forcing her to look at him.

Raising her head, An Xiaojing held back the pain, her face was unmoved, her expression was stubborn and stubborn, which made Leng Yichen feel a nameless anger in his heart!

Will this damn woman not admit her mistake?

Wouldn't she pretend to be pitiful like other women?Does she have to act like she doesn't care?

good good good good!An Xiaojing, you asked for all of this!I want to see how long you can be stubborn!

"Don't talk about insulting your personality, I'll even insult your people!" Leng Yichen said, "Since Miss An wants to go home so much, then I will grant you. As long as you take good care of me, I will be happy and comfortable I'll let you go back!"

Hearing his shameless and obscene words, An Xiaojing trembled with anger, her trembling lips shouted angrily: "Are you crazy about women? Leng Yichen, you shameless bastard!"

"Heh..." Leng Yichen spent all his time looking at her, the angrier An Xiaojing was, the happier he was in his heart!

"An Xiaojing, I've given you a chance, it's up to you whether you can grasp it or not. Oh, by the way, I forgot to say just now, please me, here it is! Show your skills, woman!"

As he spoke, he stretched out a finger and pointed towards nine o'clock, aiming at the sofa.

An Xiaojing closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, Leng Yichen clearly saw that her eyes were full of hatred.

She's not that kind of woman, not the ones he's out there for him to have fun with anytime!

She is not a tool for him to vent, not a pet that he comes and goes as soon as he asks, and revolves around him!

"Leng Yichen! I hate you!" An Xiaojing sat on the ground and shouted at him.

hatred?I hate more than you!

Leng Yichen's eyes also burst into anger, and the two were on the verge of breaking out.

"Then I'll make you hate me even more! An Xiaojing, the more miserable you are, the happier I will be!"

He picked her up roughly, threw her on the sofa, and leaned over to bully her.

"You pervert! Let me go!"

Leng Yichen tore her clothes, revealing a large area of ​​rosy white skin.

"No!"

An Xiaojing panicked and waved her arms to push him.

Is it really going to be here?

She turned her head and looked at the servants standing beside her, she felt chills, and the unconcealable hatred in her eyes became more and more intense. He actually wanted to ask her in front of all the servants in the living room...

The servants couldn't bear it and turned their heads one after another.There was a trace of sympathy and pity in Uncle Lin's eyes.

An Xiaojing felt a burst of despair.

He pressed heavily on her body, and there was a burst of tearing pain from behind, but this pain was not as intense as her hatred for Leng Yichen.

"Leng Yichen! Don't—!" Her sharp voice pierced through the quiet living room, with a hint of crying.

He buried his head in her neck and bit her, like a wild beast, brutally occupying her!

The two were struggling on the sofa, An Xiaojing's tears fell, but a light flashed in her eyes, she saw the necklace falling out of Leng Yichen's trousers pocket.

However, An Xiaojing at this moment had no time to think about anything else, "Don't—" she wept softly, begging him.

Leng Yichen remained unmoved, and continued to crazily tear pieces of her clothes.

"Leng Yichen...I beg you..." An Xiaojing held him back, tears streaming down her face.

Her teary eyes made him pause.

"The daughter of a bitch, a woman who is not even good, what right do you have to intercede with me? Isn't it your skill to hook up with men?"

"No... no!"

An Xiaojing screamed, and glanced at something on the coffee table, she took a deep breath, jumped up from the sofa, grabbed something, and threw it at Leng Yichen angrily.

Screaming: "You bastard! Scum! Beast!"

"Bang—" The transparent object fell to the ground, shattering glass shards all over the floor.

Time froze all of a sudden, the atmosphere was heavy, Leng Yichen covered his forehead, a stream of heat spread from his fingers and flowed down slowly.

"Ah! Blood!" The servant screamed, and the hall suddenly fell into panic.

An Xiaojing didn't expect that Leng Yichen would be bleeding, she hugged her clothes tightly, her face was pale, two lines of tears were still hanging on her face.

At a loss, he fell to the ground.

Leng Yichen's eyes were red with anger.

Since he was sensible, who hasn't coaxed him into offering?Not to mention being smashed and bleeding like today, just touching him, no one dared to touch him before!

"An Xiaojing! You really ate the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard!" Leng Yichen's violent eyes were as ferocious as a beast, as if he wanted to eat her fiercely and tear her to pieces.

"Master, you have lost a lot of blood, sit down quickly, and I will give you medicine!"

Uncle Lin stood at the corner looking at Leng Yichen's blood-red eyes, and immediately rushed out with the medicine box, just standing in front of An Xiaojing, blocking Leng Yichen.

Leng Yichen looked at the blood that was gradually increasing on his hands, gave her a disgusted look, then turned his head and said: "Take her up and lock her in the room! Anyone who dares to let her out again! I will kill him!"

His brows and eyes are full of hostility, and the coldness exuding all over his body makes people dare not take a step closer.

An Xiaojing was like a puppet, allowing the servant to pull her into the room and lock the door.

She fell to the floor, covering her face and weeping. An Xiaojing was a little depressed. She had become very fragile recently and always cried easily.

In fact, she didn't think about it at all, she was tired from crying, her eyes hurt, her nose hurt, her whole body hurt, but the tears streaming down the corners of her eyes couldn't be controlled no matter how hard she tried.

She didn't want to hurt Leng Yichen, she really didn't want to!

She just wanted to go home, she simply wanted to go home, why didn't he allow it?

I can't blame her...it was because he went too far, she was in a hurry...that's why she hurt him...

An Xiaojing pouted her nose, and found a thousand excuses in her heart to comfort herself.

……

Leng Yichen's face was full of anger, and his chest heaved unsteadily.

Uncle Lin poured out alcohol and rubbed it on the wound, and then gave him medicine.

There is a hole, fortunately not long, only two or three centimeters.