Punish Love (high-ranking h)

72

Blame Husband

According to the usual practice, as a man, all travel matters need to be arranged several days in advance to ensure that there will be no security breaches.

But this afternoon's scene was obviously an exception for breaking the precept.

Qin You is well aware of this.

He has always been very good at controlling his emotions.

Never lost control.

In the past, he sent a military region to guard the border, and there were a group of extremely rampant drug lords in the southern rainforest.

At that time, Song Si was not the only one of his lieutenants.

It's a pity that I went to the depths of the rainforest and never came back.

What came back was only a pile of Ling Chi's chopped up bones.

When the drug lords were finally arrested and arrested, Song Si immediately became jealous when he saw his enemies, and he almost smashed the skulls of those people with a single shot, so as to relieve the hatred of his comrades who died tragically.

Many people wanted to do that that day.

Outrageous hatred is a gun in the hands of ordinary soldiers;

It is also the extremely cold Ling Chi blade in the hands of those in power.

He paid blood for blood, and finally he did it.

For every knife in the autopsy report, he returned ten times and a hundred times.

If the control is not good, you can't cut so many knives.

Times have changed.

Now, in the city.

There is no irritability and groaning of insects in the southern rainforest, and no cruel conflict of swords and blood.

In the air, there is still the sweet aroma of pastries.

Quiet, peaceful.

Where it is not seen, is the raging passion.

When the special guards cleared people, he actually sat in the off-road vehicle and contemplated the pastry shop for a long time.

The small shop with a very smoky atmosphere has been renovated and become brighter and more beautiful than when he came last time.

Inside the glass window, crispy, fragrant and round pastries are lined up neatly.

Small and cute.

At least, it was much more pleasing to the eye than the recruits he trained back then.

Of course, there's more than that behind the window.

Through two panes of glass, the distance between him and her is so far, yet so close.

She was concentrating on studying the food on the cooking table, and when she heard the movement, she raised her head hastily, her small face was plain, but it was so unforgettablely beautiful.

Her skin is very white, as white as a cold moon.

he knows.

Her facial features are very delicate, and the meticulous painting is not even one-ten-thousandth of her.

he knows.

She like this always makes him angry.

Unique, mournful and stubborn.

One can't wait to rub her to pieces, crush her, and melt into her flesh and blood, so that she won't disobey him again...

Thinking of this, the overwhelming anger in the man's heart could only be vented as a punch on the car door.

If he really didn't feel sorry for her, he would have given her down with strong contraceptive pills.

Fill her delicate little womb so that she can no longer have children, so that she can be his confinement, and she can spread her legs anytime and anywhere to accept his animal desires;

If he was really despicable, he might as well not have given her any contraceptives from the start.

If he kept ejaculating for her, made her conceive with his seed in a vile way, and cooked raw rice and cooked rice, she would not be able to escape anywhere.

He should have done this, the iron-blooded and ruthless ruler does not need any love, only needs to vent his desire, and to pass on the family line.

But he didn't.

He rushed into the shop full of anger, and almost restrained himself from growling and questioning her.

"Honey, you even like my secretary."

"Why can't you like me."

The moment he asked the question, Qin You suddenly felt that he had lost completely.

What does he look like now.

Prominent position, military prestige and solemnity.

All farts are not counted.

He's like a jerk.

Waiting for the woman she likes to come back for dinner at night, the dishes are ready, but she lies to him, abandons him, and doesn't go home all night.

Now come to her to settle accounts, the first question she asked was someone else.

"What did you do to Chen Qian...?"

The little beauty's eyes were foggy with worry, and she looked at him pitifully.

Oh shit.

What the hell is this world.

Qin You cursed a dirty word in his heart.

With a kick of his military boots, the flour bag on the ground was treated as a sandbag by him to vent his anger.

The movement of his venting his anger was so violent that the special guards guarding the door couldn't help but shiver.

Fortunately, I still didn't dare to look back.

Tang Li was the only one looking at him.

In her eyes, the man in uniform is an angry beast, with bulging veins on his bronzed skin, ready to do unreasonable things anytime, anywhere.

Obviously, his anger has not been vented.

Then, she was targeted.

She was wearing a ruffled apron.

The round and plump snow milk pushed up the front of the apron, and the two laces were wrapped around the back of the beauty, and they were loosely piled on the pretty buttocks.

Soft and plump.

Concave and convex.

"What do you want to do..."

This time she learned how to behave, she sensed the danger in advance, and was about to run tremblingly.