Fortunate Pregnancy, Forced Marriage: Boss is Addicted to Pampering His Wife

Chapter 611

Then hate each other.

The body was exhausted, but her spirit was sleepless.

Perhaps she stuck to the limit, and she fell asleep in a faint sleep.

The door opened quietly.

Yan Shiting's body appeared in the room. He deliberately lightened his steps, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, staring at her exhausted sleeping face, and the eagle-like eyes filled with deep regret.

Nearly six years ago, after being forced by her, he had fallen in love with her unwittingly from his initial hatred and anger.

She left a deep mark on his heart.

But she disappeared for more than five years!

In these years, no one knows how empty his heart is, how much suffering, how afraid he will never see her again!

The humiliation she was forced to do was clever like him, and she already knew that she was to encourage him to be cheered. Her behavior was so angry that he really didn't have a moment of depression.

He spent the past two days unscrupulously tossing and enjoying her body, it is he who is releasing the fear of losing her for more than five years, and his heart is terribly afraid!

It was punishment that she had been cruelly leaving him for so many years!

God knows to see her suffering, his heart is uncomfortable and painful one hundred times, one thousand times.

Several times he was so soft that he couldn’t move on the bed. He wanted to hug her tightly and tightly into his arms, cover her, take a bath, dress...

But he can't.

Must be punished.

Don't give her a color, fearing she won't remember long. Because he can no longer bear her to leave again, can no longer bear her disappear, must tie her firmly beside him!

He stretched out his big palm and slender fingers gently rubbed against her face.

In her sleep, she was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes, her long eyelashes were trembling, there was no sign of waking up, she was still asleep deeply.

He leaned down and leaned closer to her face, his nose intertwine with her pretty nose bridge, and a pair of lacquered pupils were full of love.

Sniffing the warm breath she exhaled, all the gas she exhaled into the nasal cavity.

Cheng Yingxuan slept very unsteadily in her sleep. She was having a terrible dream and began to dream of being happy with Yan Shiting. When he knew that she had violently qiang him, he instantly changed his face and became murderous. Winking King Yan Luo, without hesitation, took a pistol and fired a shot at her chest.

Her heart was like a hole, and blood was flowing out one by one, not blocking the broken blood hole.

He didn't feel distressed at all, and watched her coldly drained blood, and watched her become a dead body.

Even if she was dead in the dream, she didn't utter a pain and didn't say a word.

Yan Shiting looked down at the woman in her arms. She closed her eyes tightly, and there was a thin sweat bead on her forehead, as if she was doing a terrible dream.

He didn't want to touch her. When he saw her, he couldn't help but stretch his arms around her.

In the dream, she suddenly felt as uncomfortable as she was embedded in iron pliers, and wanted to struggle violently.

He gently patted her back, comforting her like a child, and the tenderness gradually quieted her in the nightmare.

I don't know how long I slept. When Cheng Yingxuan woke up, the night was just dawning, and the east exposed fish belly white.

Picking up the phone on the bedside table and looking at the time, it was already the next morning.

After falling asleep, she recovered a lot of mental strength.