After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

The breath on her lips was robbed and she suffocated for a short time. The hand with distinct wrist bones on her waist tightened, firmly controlling her struggle.

In less than a minute, a silver-top Maybach sped past the huge billboard.

Xiao Yan let go of the person in his arms and calmly fell back to his seat from her. At the same time, there was a "click" sound in the quiet carriage.

He received a loud slap on the right side of his face.

She stared at him, her ears felt hot and red, almost reaching her neck.

She cursed: "Rogue!"

Xiao Yan smiled instead of getting angry, and reminded her faintly: "I am your fiancé, and it is normal for me to kiss you."

"Can I just force a kiss on my fiancé?"

This was actually not very confident, but she always had a lot of crooked logic, and she said with her neck stiff: "Besides, I don't remember you at all now, I have no feelings for you, what's the difference between what you are doing and raping a woman..."

Eagle, who was driving in front, also heard the quarrel. The slap was loud enough, so... damn... life-threatening.

Soon, as he wished, he heard the mechanical sound of pulling the sleeve.

Well, someone is going to die.

Should I say, this girl is a bit fierce?

back seat.

Xiao Yan played with a gun, his eyes nonchalant: "You won't give me a kiss?"

When the bullet was loaded into the chamber with a "click", Yan Haoyue felt his neck also being snapped hard.

Would someone who runs a small business have a gun?

Her pupils dilated unconsciously, her back felt hairy, and she was in awe.

He was very tactful and stopped chattering.

Whispering softly: "I mean... Look, even though you are my fiancé, I don't remember you at all now. You kissed me, but I didn't feel anything. It's like you were kissing a piece of wood. What's the point?"

Xiao Yan looked at her coldly, and with his nimble fingers he turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at her.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't you feel your face is blushing?"

Yan Haoyue looked at the muzzle of the gun and took a breath of cold air. A flattering smile appeared on her pretty and bright face: "I mean, next time you want to kiss me, can you tell me first so that I can be mentally prepared."

He glared at her playfully and asked, "Does it make you mentally prepared to slap me?"

No, no, no, he has weapons and he is the boss.

She smiled and acted like a sucker: "Of course not, you should greet me before you kiss me, so that I can respond to you better. It would be so boring if the other party didn't respond at all like a piece of wood!"

Xiao Yan leaned back and sat there, frowning slightly, as if pondering the meaning of her words.

Yan Haoyue’s face was almost broken by laughter, and she was screaming like crazy in her heart. If she could, she wanted to jump out of the car now!

What kind of person is her fiancé? He's so scary!

After a long while, the Buddha responded with compassion: "That makes sense. You are like a piece of wood. It's really boring."

Haoyue carefully pushed back the gun that was pointed at her.

She grinned and said in a flattering manner: "This thing is too dangerous, be careful of accidental discharge. If I die, you already have both parents dead, and if you lose me as your fiancée, how pitiful it would be. I don't want to leave you alone in this world."

Xiao Yan watched her performance quietly, "So, you plan to stay with me forever?"

She nodded without thinking, and said sincerely, "Of course, I am your fiancée. We will get married and have children in the future... and grow old together... I will naturally be with you for the rest of my life."

She wants to live to be old and gray!

marry?

Have a baby?

Grow old together?

lifetime?

This was the first time Xiao Yan had heard these words.

Fresh, very fresh.

Does someone like him, who walks the fine line between right and wrong, still have a chance to get married and have children?

The fact that he can live until now has a lot to do with the fact that he is a loner and has no ties.

He has no weaknesses and his methods are ruthless enough, so he can survive.

For a moment, he looked at her with a strange deepness in his eyes, but it was fleeting, and he said half-truthfully: "Some people don't have a lifetime."

No more gray hair.

Because there is a high probability that you won’t live to see old age.

At that time, Yan Haoyue didn't quite understand what he meant and just thought he was threatening her.

Perhaps because she was too afraid of being snapped, she actually took the initiative to hug his arms with both hands, smiling brighter than a flower: "I don't know if others have a lifetime, but between us, there is definitely a lifetime!"

Xiao Yan's gaze moved down to the pair of white hands holding his arms, and his eyes were full of teasing: "Ye Xiaowu."

"I'm here, baby."

Are you excited about acting?

Xiao Yan smiled and said, "Have you ever won an Oscar?"

Yan Haoyue: "..."

Just as she was racking her brains to think of how to please him, Xiao Yan turned over and pressed on her again.

He held the back of her head, his eyes fixed on her lips, and asked playfully: "Are you sure you want to respond to me?"

Her eyelashes fluttered violently, and her slender back leaned back until she could no longer move back. She pressed tightly against the leather seat, and her smile was stiffer than a corpse.

At this moment, she felt extremely sad.

He actually dug a hole and buried himself.

Respond... respond to him!

However, her desire to survive made her say the most beautiful and sincere love words in the world.

She narrowed her eyes and laughed dryly: "We must respond harshly."

She summoned up all the courage in her life and threw away all her reserve. Rather than passively allowing others to bully her, she decided to take the initiative.

She tilted her head back and pressed her lips against the corner of his lips, biting them roughly.

His teeth hit Xiao Yan's lips several times.

How is this a kiss?

Xiao Yan took the initiative, holding her slender waist with his hand, and hugged her to his lap. With his other hand, he held the back of her head and ordered in a cold and lustful voice: "If you want to kiss, kiss well. It's not adult behavior to be perfunctory."

She made an excuse: "I'm a bad kisser, please bear with me."

Xiao Yan looked at her lips, his eyes darkened: "If you are not good enough, practice hard."

Then he spent a long while teaching her how to kiss as adults.

It took a while.

Her face was steaming hot, and she carefully sat down by the car window, trying to keep a safe distance from him as much as possible.

She sat upright with her back straight and her face serious, but her ears were red.

Xiao Yan curled the corners of his lips calmly, feeling extremely pleased.

There is another large shopping mall ahead.

Xiao Yan took a look at her. The clothes she was wearing were nondescript and were bought by Lao Ying on the spur of the moment.

Eagle is a rough man with very bad taste, so bad that he has no taste at all.

The outfit I bought for her was a deathly Barbie pink dress, and the style was very tacky.

But because she has fair skin and is tall, such an ugly skirt doesn't look too bad on her.

She was still wearing disposable slippers from the hospital.

Xiao Yan frowned. His woman shouldn't dress too poorly.

He raised his hand and knocked on the partition behind the car.

The partition was lowered, and he told Eagle, "Stop at the mall in front."

The eagle responded: "Okay."

After Yan Haoyue followed Xiao Yan into the mall, she saw her current appearance in a full-length mirror.

She had a circle of white gauze wrapped around her forehead, wore a deathly Barbie pink dress, and had a pair of white disposable slippers on her feet.

Like a mentally ill woman.

She looked at her skirt with disdain and looked at Xiao Yan with confusion.

I thought he bought it.

Xiao Yan refused to take the blame and explained: "The ugly skirt you are wearing was bought by Lao Ying."

Old Eagle: "Well, the salesgirl said this one is most suitable for sexy women."

Yan Haoyue: "You are stupid, the salesgirl sold you the unsold skirt!"