48: C48 Slap Him

C48 Slap Him

Arrogant, emperor's arrogance.

She actually said that he wasn't safe, and that he was that dangerous?

Damn it, damn it!

The car slowly drove into the villa's courtyard.

After getting out of the car, Ruan Mizheng suddenly turned around and shouted, "Shaang Weiyuan, I want to go home!"

Shaang Weiyuan got out of the car. On the way, the baby bag had fallen asleep due to the pain.

He handed the child to Chiang Ann and Chiang Ann carried the child upstairs.

He walked a few steps to her and said, "No."

"What right do you have to do that? This is considered imprisonment!"

"Like I said, only my home is the safest." He still had to say it a few more times.

Ruan Mizheng was so angry that she laughed instead, "Your home? My son and I are not your pets. I have a house. You are just my son's biological father, that's all! I have a job, I have my life. Can you..."

Shaang Weiyuan's expression became increasingly cold, like a string that was about to collapse, about to explode at any moment.

He suddenly grabbed the back of her head and kissed her fiercely, swallowing all her words.

Why didn't she listen to him? He just wanted to protect them, and didn't want them to get hurt.

He tried so hard to find her for four years, but she said she only had a relationship with him, and nothing else.

What a ruthless woman!

Ruan Mizheng was angry over his head and kept beating him. He was indifferent and his chest was as hard as iron.

He punished her by biting her lips. The taste of fresh blood filled their mouths.

He finally let go of her.

"Pah -"

Ruan Mizheng raised her hand and her palm landed on his pretty face.

The servants who were watching the show were frightened. Mister was actually hit!

The air froze and time seemed to have frozen.

Ruan Mizheng covered her broken lips. She was embarrassed and angry as she stared at him with watery eyes.

Shaang Weiyuan felt the burning pain on his face and smiled.

His smile was strange and flirtatious.

Very good, this was the first time he had been slapped.

"Ruan Mizheng, you are challenging my bottom line."

His eyes gradually froze as he lifted her horizontally.

"Mrs Zhang, no one is going upstairs tonight!"

His voice was extremely cold.

"Put me down, let me go!"

Ruan Mizheng struggled crazily. She was not a fool and knew what he wanted to do to her.

Bang -

The door was violently flung open.

She was thrown onto the bed. The tall man's bony hands began to unbutton the buttons and cover her.

Ruan Mizheng was pressed so hard that she found it difficult to breathe.

"What do you want to do!?"

She shouted at him.

"I want a child!" Shaang Weiyuan also shouted at her.

His movements were very rude and impatient. She was like an egg that was easily peeled off.

Ruan Mizheng completely panicked. She curled up her body but had nowhere to hide.

The lights in the room were not turned on. His obsidian like eyes shone with the red light of catching prey. The cold air was tight.

"Bastard!"

At the crucial moment, Ruan Mizheng could not bear it any longer. She was so angry that she cried. Her fists pounded on his chest like raindrops.

It stirred up the chord in his heart.

Shaang Weiyuan was stunned. Under the bright moonlight, her tears were like pearls sparkling and moving.

His heart ached.

"Don't cry!"

He growled and roughly wiped her tears.

Damn it, why did he wipe more and more?

What kind of principle was this?

Ruan Mizheng was so angry that she hid, but she did not let him wipe her. He directly fixed her head.

"I will cry on you again!"

Shaang Weiyuan's cold voice threatened.

Sure enough, Ruan Mizheng stopped crying. "Bastard!"

Looking at her sniffing, which was exactly the same as a small milk bag, his heart softened.

"A bastard who only bullies you!"

Shaang Weiyuan threw the blanket heavily on her body and stuffed a pillow under her head.

Ruan Mizheng poked her head out of the blanket and looked alert. "What is it?"

"Go to sleep!"0

If she could not sleep, she could at least cover herself with a blanket and chat with her.

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