"Cold Han Shao, you think I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai. Please forgive me this time. "

"Excuse me? Yes White ink cold charm smile, a will palace small you pushed in front of him, "ask if she is willing to spare you."

"She?" Xie Wei frowned inconceivably: "Han Shao, she is Is she yours? "

"My wife."

"Wife?" Xie Wei's eyes widened in surprise, and what he wrote on his face was thick and incredible, "Gong Xiaoyou, you sure as expected..." When the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them again.

But Gong Xiaoyou knows exactly what Xie Wei wants to say. She just wants to say that she's a bitch. How can she marry someone so soon?

Oh.

Whatever.

Whatever he thinks.

"Forget it, that's it." Subconsciously, he avoided the sight that he was looking at.

She really didn't expect, the last second also insulted her white ink cold, unexpectedly in this second in front of so many people to defend her?

What kind of man is Bai Mohan?

"Han Shao, you see, madam Ling is not going to investigate. Can you let Xie's group go?"

"Well..." White Mo Han pretended to agree, then put his hands around him and said: "however, she forgives you, doesn't mean I forgive you too!" Words fall, he hugged Gong Xiaoyou's waist, walking slowly toward the exit of the hotel.

"White ink cold you!" Chevy clenched his fists in anger, and his pupils were filled with blood.

He clearly knows that Bai Mohan's work style will never leave room for others. He should not think that he will let himself go.

It's Gong Xiaoyou's fault. It's this bitch's fault.

Thinking of this, Xie Wei turned his face and cried with a smile: "Gong Xiaoyou!"

Hearing the sound, Gong Xiaoyou subconsciously stood still and doubted his head.

"Now that you are married, don't ask me out again. After all, the influence is not very good..."

Damn it!

Shelvey's trying to fool her?!

Just thinking about it, Gong Xiaoyou clearly feels that Bai Mohan's hand on his waist is slowly tightening.

"I..." Just about to explain.

White ink cold lightly put fingertips on her lips: "if there is anything, go home and say good."

It's terrible

This man looks terrible

Driving in a luxury car on the highway, the atmosphere inside the car is very strange.

Gong Xiaoyou glances nervously at the man beside him.

The sixth sense told her that she was afraid that a new storm would come soon.

After a while, the car slowly parked in front of the white Mohan villa.

He leads to walk out of the car first, see palace small leisurely didn't start of meaning, ask also didn't ask of hold her wrist.

"Hiss Bai Mohan, what are you doing? " The wrist is pinched raw ache, palace small leisurely unbearable took a breath.

White ink cold as if did not hear her drag down from the car, all the way and drag her into the bedroom on the second floor.

"Bai Mohan, you hurt me!" He threw away the man's hand.

White ink cold narrowed his eyes, slowly closed the door of the room: "pain? You'll feel more pain later! " The big hand gave a big push.

What do you want with that soft bed