My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

Satisfied with the pain she showed, Er Donghao finally let go of the hand holding her chin.

Qing Wan rubbed her chin.

Lifting her eyes, to Shang Er Donghao's still cold black eyes, Qing Wan still explained the same sentence: "It's not my intention to come here, it was arranged by your aunt."

"I'm afraid of you, aren't you scary? I squeezed my chin without saying a word. You almost crushed it. You are too violent. Your aunt's arrangement, you dare not resist it because you have nothing to do, blame me What's the use?"

When the sound fell, Er Donghao reached out again.

Qing Wan instinctively backed away.

Covered his mouth tightly with both hands.

The picture is quick for a while, saying that he will not end well if he has a meal.

Why did she forget.

He always thought he was his wife and gave birth to his only son, he would tolerate her.

Now, the two of them started talking about marriage.

Qing Wan stepped back very quickly, staggering her feet accidentally, she fell to the ground.

Oops, it hurts!

This is outside the house, not that the floor inside the house is flat and smooth. There are mud and some small stones on the ground. It really hurts her to fall on the ground like this.

Qing Wan's delicate eyebrows frowned, but she didn't scream in pain. That would only attract Er Donghao's ridicule.

Before she could get up, she was already standing alone.

The shiny black leather shoes are only one finger away from her finger, and if he straddles a little larger, he will step on her finger.

Er Donghao squatted down, this time he did not pinch Qingwan's chin, but grabbed her hair and pulled it back.

It hurts more than pinching her chin.

Qing Wan both pulled his hands to grab her hair.

Er Donghao sneered: "Fu Qingwan, you are really a very forgetful person. You forgot the pain so quickly."

With a force on his hand, Qing Wan screamed in pain, "Er Donghao, you bastard, you let go!"

Her scalp was about to be torn off by him.

This bastard!

Really a badass!

"Fu Qingwan, let me tell you, I don't dare to resist my aunt, I don't care who I marry? I marry a wife to give birth to a son. As long as you can have children, how can you guard against marrying you?"

"I, I don't want to marry yet."

"Ha ha."

This is an ironic laugh.

Qing Wan's face was red and white.

She took the initiative to submit the materials to apply for the election. She clearly wanted to marry Er Donghao, but now she said she didn't want to marry. Isn't that slapped?

"Er Donghao, I'm telling you that your aunt would send me here because of you. If it weren't for you, you went to my bookstore early yesterday morning to find me and gave me a big cake, making your aunt think You are interested in me. How could she decide our marriage so quickly? How could she arrange for someone to send me here early in the morning?"

Thanks to her aunt, Qing Wan lived for two lifetimes, and it was the first time she entered the celebrity garden.

In the last life, the Celebrity Garden was her forbidden place.

Er Donghao tugged at her hair, groaning in pain. He admired her pain, his eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After several minutes, he finally let go of his hand.

Sitting on the ground, Qing Wan quickly stepped back.

Seeing her frightened look, Er Donghao wanted to tease her even more. He stretched out his arms, grabbed her feet, and dragged her.

Qing Wan was dragged back to him in embarrassment.

"Fu Qingwan, I also tell you, it's your reason. If you didn't see me, I would cry, which makes me feel inexplicable. Guessing the reason for your crying, thinking about you day by day and dreaming at night, I won't do it all. The late dream, dreaming of you...affected my sleep quality."

"I can't sleep well, why are you going to do it? Who can I go to if you don't ask you to settle the bill?"

Qing Wan was simply speechless.

Seeing that Qing Wan had nothing to refute, Er Donghao stood up and picked up Qing Wan who was sitting on the ground.

Yes, it was mentioned.

Qing Wan is a girl, not fat, so he lifted it up easily.

Fortunately, after ten seconds, he let go.

Qing Wan barely stood firm, her face flushed.

She was not familiar with such Er Donghao.

"Go in and make me some food." Er Donghao pulled Qing Wan's clothes, "I'm starving to death."

Qing Wan: ...The style of painting has changed too fast.

I just bullied her severely, and she was annoyed at him. He was ashamed to ask her to make him something to eat?

In fact, Chu Yingjie had arranged for someone to do it, Er Donghao deliberately rubbed Qing Wan.

Since the aunt sent her here, the Celebrity Garden is his place, he rubs her as he wants, no one dares to say a word.

"Aren't you afraid that I will put arsenic in your food?"

Qing Wan responded in an angry manner.

Er Donghao mocked: "There is no Guan Pishuang in the celebrity garden, can you conjure arsenic to poison me?"

Qing Wan choked.

After a while, she said angrily: "Don't you suspect that I have a purpose and purpose against you? You dare to let me cook."

Er Donghao went into the house on his own, "I am too hungry to think about it now, I will think about it when I am full."

Qing Wan was speechless, and felt that he deserved to starve to death.

After being sent to the Celebrity Garden, she knew that he ran to Mu's house to eat dinner last night and was drunk.

It must be because of Zhang Xiao.

Qing Wan's heart ached.

The two days of getting along made Qing Wan especially contradictory, but her love for him had not faded, and she was led back to the right track, and the plot followed the trajectory of her life.

The person she admired most was still Zhang Xiao.

Even though Er Donghao was "tortured" by Er Donghao, Qing Wan still felt distressed that he was hungry and cooked two dishes, together with the dishes prepared by Chu Yingjie, to form a table.

Er Donghao is really hungry.

Eat quickly, but taste elegant.

Qing Wan did not eat, she stood by and watched him eat.

After eating and drinking, Er Donghao was picking his teeth while staring at Qing Wan. Qing Wan was cutting fruit. It was the result of preparing his meal.

This is a habit that Qing Wan has cultivated in her life.

As long as Er Donghao comes back, her wife will always take care of him with due diligence.

"Fu Qingwan, I can't marry you."

Er Donghao said seriously.

The movement of Qing Wan's hand did not stop, she just glanced at him.

"Otherwise you will die."

The fruit knife in Qing Wan's hand wanted to throw it over.

"Er Donghao, since you came back together, what are you pretending to be with me? You bullied me like that just now, you..."

Seeing Er Donghao's suspicious face, Qing Wan stopped.

His reaction did not seem to be reborn.

But he said that if she married him, she would die.

"You have a lot of doubts. I haven't let anyone torture you or ask you about your purpose. I am already very kind to you. Fu Qingwan, if you don't want to die, it's best to tell your purpose?"

Fu Qingwan paused.

Soon, she threw the fruit knife.

A few steps over, he rushed into Er Donghao’s arms. Er Donghao never dreamed that she would behave like this. She froze and watched Qing Wan pulling his collar by the collar. People ride on him, looking like they want to strengthen him.