C11 Falling on Him!

"Nope." She tried to go into the bathroom, but the man wouldn't let her.

She was annoyed.

Su Qingqing had already returned. What else did he want?

"Don't let me see you together with him in the future."

"On what basis?"

"Because I'm your husband." The man's voice was cold. "You don't have to be cautious."

She … wasn't careful?!

Su Qian was about to explode with anger!

F * ck, the one who isn't careful is him!

Changing women every few days was something the media did not know. As his wife, she was extremely clear about!

Who would have thought that his private life would be so chaotic despite being like a cold and aloof noble young master!

Su Qian let out a cold laugh, "Noble people forget many things. People who don't care about their private lives are standing right in front of me." At least I don't have a car. It really is a hobby. "

This baby-faced face was actually a bit cold when it wasn't that kind of sweet smile.

He had not expected that she would have such a sharp tongue.

Yi Ningxiu's glass-like eyes became colder and colder. He stared into hers and suddenly chuckled. "Jealous?"

"…"

The man's eyes slowly revealed a hint of contempt. Su Qian watched as the man's lips parted and closed, "…" You think you're worthy? "

As his wife, she didn't even have the right to be jealous.

This was probably the funniest joke in the world.

But that was the truth.

Not only was she unworthy of jealousy, she even wanted to watch her husband and enjoy himself with other women.

It was miserable.

Su Qian rolled his eyes at him and turned his body to the side. He walked towards the bathroom and locked the door.

She didn't want to see him, not at all.

In the mirror was a young face.

Su Qian stretched out her hand and depicted that face. She gave a low laugh, "Su Qian Qian, you are so pitiful."

His parents had died young, and he was living under someone else's roof.

When she grew up, her husband went off the rails and she was despised.

It was miserable.

He was only twenty years old, yet he had such bad luck. It was truly a tragic sight.

The face in the mirror slowly hooked up a sweet smile. That smile, for some reason, carried a trace of maliciousness.

Yi Ningxiu, if you don't want me to live a good life, don't even think about it.

She, Su Qian, had never been someone to submit to orders. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to live such a smooth life in this great clan.

… … … …." … ….

When she went out, Yi Ningxiu was already under the covers and asleep.

The warm yellow light fell on the man's face, adding a layer of warmth to his cold face. The thin layer of ice covering the man's face seemed to have been melted by the light.

She seemed to recall how, when she was young, on the day she first met him, the youth had been led down the stairs by his mother.

She was astonishingly beautiful, astonishingly cold. In Su Qian's small world, he had never encountered a youth like this.

One look was enough to cause great waves to surge in her heart.

"..."

She shook her head, trying not to think about the rest of it, and carefully climbed into bed, ready to go around to the wall and sleep.

Yi Ningxiu, who had her eyes closed the whole time, suddenly opened her eyes as she rolled over the man.

Su Qian was so scared that his arms went soft and he fell on his body.

They all groaned, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't do it on purpose! " She scrambled to get up, slipped, and fell on top of the man again.