Swinging back all the servants in the living room, he took off the mask on his left cheek, revealing a scarred left face.

Qi Rui's eyes followed her reaction closely.

She didn't look at him at all, while grabbing a handful of seeds and nibbles, looking at the financial news on TV.

He got up and leaned in front of her to block the TV.

She stared at him suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

He pointed to the scar on his left cheek, "Look at it."

She glanced a little, "It's done."

"What do you think?" He was very nervous.

"I feel like... Stupid!" She waved him away. "The old lady with scars on your face hasn't seen it yet. Get away from me, don't stop Laozi from watching TV!"

There is nothing in her eyes that she dislikes, but she says that he is blocking the TV. That means...

The text message that caused him to cancel the proposal may not have been sent by her?

There was a flash of excitement in his heart, and he suddenly rushed over and took her body down on the sofa, pressing her under him, and the cold voice was dumb, "Cheng Yingxuan..."

"Why do you press me, are you crazy!" She frowned.

He thought she was angry and cute, and her stern face was guilty. "If I made a mistake, would you forgive me?"

She stared at his icy face for a second, what mistake could he make? Is it stealing someone behind her? "will not."

"I didn't mean it..." he tried to explain.

"It's not intentional, it's intentional, and it's even more damn. Conclusion... You disappear from my eyes immediately."

"..." Yan Shiting glanced at her small face in exhalation, thinking for a moment, "Do you think I have another woman? No."

Not stealing people? She was a little more steadfast in her heart. "Actually, we all broke up. It doesn't matter if you have other women or not."

"Really." But we got married. He added a sentence in his heart, not daring to speak clearly.

Pressing her soft body, he really wanted her.

God knows how depressed his wife is in his arms without touching him.

She sensed that a hard object was touching her leg, and reached out to push him, "Get up!" If you go on like this, I'm afraid he will use force.

She broke up, she would never go to bed with him!

The weight of his entire body rested on her, arms around her, "I don't want to move, let me hug you for a while."

She turned around abruptly, the big sofa was still narrow, and took his body to the ground.

His body, which was originally on the ground, hit him directly on the ground, and she fell on him.

He didn't notice it for a moment, and hit the back of the head with his back, his dark eyebrows twisted up, and reached out to stroke the back of his head. "His...it hurts."

She also heard the sound of the ground on his head, suspiciously, "Is that so painful?"

He raised his hand to catch her little hand, "I don't believe you touched it, I got a swollen cell."

She touched it with her small hand, and it was really a little swollen, and there was no guilt under her heart. "No one can blame me. Whoever makes you crush me. I am merciful enough to kick you without a foot."

His eyes flickered, and the deep male voice was pitiful. "It hurts..."

"Then I will take you to the hospital."

"No. Just help me knead it." He asked.

After all, it was her injury, compared to the sofa, "You are sitting, I'll get some wound medicine and apply it to you."

He sat on the sofa, put her in his arms, and let her sit on the thigh, "You don't need to take medicine, you just rub it."