Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Fang Yaqing was stunned for a moment, and said: "Brother explained that there will be evidence in the sky, he should have checked things out."

Ji Shaoheng smirked: "Tomorrow the house will be busy again."

Fang Yaqing looked at the man like a demon in front of him, and with his laughter, she shivered unbearably. She said sternly: "Shao Heng, it was not his fault, you should not hate him. "

Ji Shaoheng's handsome face was full of shadows, staring at her angrily: "You are my wife, help other men talk, do you think I'm dead?"

Fang Yaqing corrected his wording: "He is your elder brother."

Ji Shaoheng’s handsome face smirked with a cold smile: "Even if you are nostalgic for him, what's the matter? He is very happy now and has a good relationship with his wife. In a few months, the child will have to Born, you are just a favor he gave me by pushing the boat..."

"Enough!" Fang Yaqing finally couldn't bear it anymore. He interrupted him angrily, glaring at him, "Don't think I don't know what you think, you are angering me again and again, you want me to revenge him, right?"

Ji Shaoheng squeezed her chin, and a cold arc twitched at the corner of her mouth: "Without you, he is still proud of the spring breeze, and you miss him heartily, seeing how happy he is now, don't you want to destroy everything about him , Let him taste the despair of suffering?"

Fang Yaqing waved his hand: "I think you are treating not only legs but also your brain!"

Snapped--

Ji Shaoheng slapped her face fiercely, and her soft face was covered with clouds: "You dare to call me sick! Fang Yaqing, don't forget your identity!"

Fang Yaqing was stunned by his slap, standing in a trance-like manner, with a hot pain on his cheek, and his ears were also buzzed with shock.

Ji Shaoheng gasped violently: "I Ji Shaoheng never beats women, you are the first one, do you know why?"

Fang Yaqing raised her hand to caress her right face, there was a layer of water mist under her eyes, she clenched her teeth tightly, not to let tears fall.

Ji Shaoheng's face was somewhat distorted: "Because you are his favorite woman."

The words "favorite woman" made Fang Yaqing's heart hurt suddenly.

Ji Shaoheng's anger gradually subsided, looking at the woman who said nothing, biting her lip, and raised her chin with her hand, twisting her fingers gently, turning her injured face towards herself.

Just now he was on the head, the slap was not light, and her cheeks swelled quickly.

He leaned over and kissed her gorgeous red lips fiercely, and Fang Yaqing's head tilted back, avoiding his lips.

Ji Shaoheng raised his hand over her chest and squeezed her fiercely through the clothes. Her face turned pale when she hurt.

Before she could react, she heard the sound of a crutches landing, a strong arm around her neck, clasped the back of her head, and pressed her head to the man, who slammed her lips fiercely. .

Fang Yaqing hesitated for a moment, knowing that the more he resisted, the more excited he was, and he took the initiative to circle his neck to cater to his kiss.

Ji Shaoheng's hand penetrated into her dress, lifted her hem, kneaded her delicate body, his lips came to her earlobe, and gasped in her ear: "We are all the way. "

The two fell into the soft bed.

Fang Yaqing looked at the man who was undulating himself, remembering what he said just now, and shook his mind for a moment.