Chapter 394 Sharing the Same Feelings with My Boyfriend and Best Buddies 28 (1/2)

Yuan Siwan bit her lip in embarrassment.

Without any mercy, Chen Handu tore away the last shred of modesty from Yuan Siwan's body.

"Ah!" Yuan Siwan gritted her teeth in pain, and large tears fell down, hitting the cold ground.

The sobbing inside the room lasted for more than ten minutes before stopping. Shen Handu pushed Yuan Siwan aside, went into the room, and came out with a card in his hand, throwing it at her: "There is 500,000 in there. The password is six zeros. You can leave now."

Then, without glancing at Yuan Siwan again, he turned and went into the bathroom.

The sound of rushing water reached her ears. Yuan Siwan raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, squatted down to pick up the bank card, and her eyes darkened when she glanced at the bloodstains on the floor. She looked at the bathroom with the light on a few times before picking up her dress and putting it on. She then left this place of trouble with unsteady steps.

With this money, she can go to university.

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Zhou Jingxing carried Yuan Jiang into the bedroom and placed her on the bed.

After settling into a seat, Yuan Jiang leaned against the headboard with a boneless, lithe posture, and began to boss him around with a clear conscience:

"Honey, quickly make me some hangover tea!"

"Honey, my shoulders are a little sore, can you give me a massage?"

"Honey, I'm hungry. I want to eat your shrimp noodles."

Zhou Jingxing was so busy he was dizzy. After Yuan Jiang had eaten and drunk her fill, taken a bath, brushed her teeth, and fussed over her face, she comfortably crawled into bed, squinting her fox-like eyes as she prepared to sleep.

You went to sleep?

His wife hasn't given him a reward yet!

Zhou Jingxing reached out and pulled off his clothes, his dark, deep eyes staring straight at Yuan Jiang. He was so obedient, hardworking, and devoted to his wife. Shouldn't she reward him?

Thinking of this, Zhou Jingxing threw off the covers and crawled inside.

......

The pink nightgown was lying on the floor.

They were pressed tightly together, and Yuan Jiang's fair skin gradually flushed a tender red. She clenched her teeth tightly, refusing to make a sound.

"Honey, what's wrong with you tonight?"

Why is your mouth so tightly shut?

"Why don't you scream?" Zhou Jingxing said maliciously, close to her ear.

Yuan Jiang glared at him fiercely with her bright, watery eyes. Wasn't it because he was a pervert?

"Tsk," Zhou Jingxing chuckled lightly. Seeing her glaring at him, he looked down into those exceptionally beautiful eyes, his mind going blank and spinning. So, with a mischievous grin, he slowly...

Yuan Jiang's eyes were red from crying, and she looked at him with a pouting, aggrieved expression.

"Wife, say something to your husband?" he teased her with a smile.

"Are you a pervert?!" Yuan Jiang couldn't hold back any longer. She opened her mouth and bit his arm viciously until she tasted the rust on her lips and tongue before letting go. She glared at him with her bright eyes and said, "You bitch! You did that on purpose!"

"Yeah, I'm a slut, I love hearing my wife scold me." Zhou Jingxing said excitedly. A beating is a sign of affection, and scolding is a sign of love. The harsher his wife scolds him, the more she loves him!

He knew Yuan Jiang's purpose in approaching Shen Handu, but he was still unhappy. The thought that his wife had been Shen Handu's girlfriend for half a year made him secretly jealous.

I'm so jealous!

What gives Chen Handu the right to do this?

Why aren't you dead yet, Shen Handu?!

Thinking this, he began to bully her viciously.

Yuan Jiang cried and screamed, cursing him and telling him to die. He chuckled softly and said, "Wife, if I die, who will take care of you?"

"You have to admit it, I'm the best match for you."

In the pitch-black room, Yuan Jiang was like a drifting duckweed, and could only hold him tightly.

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Zhou Jingxing and Shen Handu became bitter enemies, and even their companies started to clash.

When two tigers fight, one of them will surely die.