Master Zhan, Calm Down!

Chapter 1541



1541 Youyou, I’m not the first wife (9)

“So, junhang Feifei is already like this, and you’re still telling my dad that you want me to marry you? Just because I love you and love you with my life, Yingluo, you can trample on me unscrupulously, right? Just because I love you, you think that I can’t leave you. It’s like this-”

“Bo! En! youyou!”

He suddenly called her name loudly. His handsome and perfect face was ashen and gloomy, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a dark storm.

A storm was coming.

He seemed to be so angry that the veins on the back of his hands were popping.

Youyou was a little frightened by him like this and wanted to avoid him. However, before she could escape, her waist was suddenly grabbed the next second. Accompanied by her scream, she felt her world spin and was thrown onto the bed.

Youyou was thrown onto the soft bed, but her head was still buzzing. However, she vaguely saw Jun hang unbuttoning his collar impatiently and pulling his tie, his face particularly gloomy.

When she realized something, she immediately climbed up with her small body, trying to escape.

However, her ankle was suddenly pinned down by someone. He pulled her down forcefully, and her small body slipped to the end of the bed. She struggled, but his upper body suddenly pushed down. The tie that he had pulled off held one of her hands in his hand, and the other tightly pinched her chin.

Youyou inevitably met his eyes. He thought that his eyes were still full of anger, but this time, he was outside and saw the faint red blood, as well as the helplessness and fatigue that could not be hidden.

Her resistance suddenly slowed down and stopped.

She looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Jun hang wanted to get angry. He wanted to. He wanted to.

However, at this moment, he looked at her lying under him. Her body was petite, and on that pure palm-sized face, her big eyes were red and swollen. Her face was full of tears, and her pale pink lips were tightly pursed.

He suddenly seemed to be unable to vent his anger.

There was only a sharp pain in his heart.

He just looked at her like that, his long brows slightly furrowed, and the hostility between his brows slowly dissipated in the end.

His long, slender fingers gently caressed her face, wiping away the tears on her fair face bit by bit. He slowly said softly, ” Youyou, don’t play with me, okay, Yingluo? Yingluo, I only have you, Yingluo, You’re My Everything, Yingluo.

Youyou slowly closed his eyes, and two lines of tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes. He cried in despair.

“qianqian, i only have you and only you. when i said i would marry you when i returned, it was the truth. qianqian just didn’t have the time to tell you. you’re not just my lover, you’re my lover, my only lover, my princess consort.”

Jun hang said as his upper body went down a little.

His thin lips gently kissed away the tears at the corner of her eyes.

Youyou sobbed like a child, unable to control his emotions.

Jun hang hugged her tightly and lowered his head to kiss her hair, her forehead, her Red Nose, and her wet eyes.

“Yingying, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.”

He had thought that they had agreed long ago that she would completely trust him and be at ease with him. No matter how others tried to sow discord, no matter how he pretended to deal with it, she would always stand behind him and wait for him to deal with everything.

However, he was too naive.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to abide by it, but he was too naive.

It was his fault, from the moment he made her cry.

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