Chapter 1990 Good afternoon, wife

Xiong Jingling didn't even have a chance to resist, so she just let Jiang Yiting eat it up with such a perfect reason.

The two who hid in the honeymoon suite didn't even intend to care about how many guests were waiting for them in the banquet hall downstairs.

Fortunately, Jin Daiqin was calm enough, and was very considerate of the wedding night when her son-in-law was racing against time. She entertained the guests well by herself, and her cooperation with Qiao Dongran was so perfect that until the wedding banquet was over, no one realized that the bride and groom had left. Didn't come back after that.

As for Xiong Jingling in the room upstairs, she was in a daze all night, waking up and sleeping, and when she became conscious again, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

Opening her eyes, what greeted her was not the warm sunshine, but the pain in her waist that was about to be twisted. Her waist was really close to being destroyed.

As soon as she sat up, she looked down and saw the packing box thrown in the trash can next to the bed. Xiong Jingling couldn't look directly at it, and stretched out her hand to cover her face tightly.

"woke up."

Suddenly I heard footsteps, it was Jiang Yiting coming in from outside, "I woke up earlier than I expected."

"..."

What does this guy's flattering tone mean?

Xiong Jingling put down her hand, glared at him angrily, before accusing him of the excessive words last night, the side of the bed sank immediately, and then, warmth came from her lips.

Xiong Jingling was startled, and then he heard his gentle voice say to her, "Good afternoon, wife."

what……

Xiong Jingling had a blushing blushes on her cheeks, as if she was extremely disgusted, "Don't think that I will forgive you for using this trick, Jiang Yiting, you went too far last night..."

All the small boxes I bought are used up, what a freak this guy is! !

Jiang Yiting didn't take it seriously, but instead raised his eyebrows and asked her, "The ancients said that there are three great joys in life, but I just express the joy in my heart with actions."

"Hehe, why didn't you see you so happy during your college entrance examination?"

Jiang Yiting rubbed his chin, as if recalling, "After the results of the college entrance examination, it seems..."

Xiong Jingling suddenly thought of something, covered her mouth and hid under the quilt.

On the day this guy's college entrance examination results came out, the three of them went to celebrate after hearing the news, and Jin Daiqin even asked her to rub Jiang Yiting's joy, and then what happened?

Oh, he dragged her into the most secret bathroom of Jiang's family and bullied her severely.

Can't bear to look back, can't bear to look back.

Really, for so many years, the one who has not escaped this pervert is bullying.

Now that it's all over, and the marriage is over, it will be even more impossible to escape his oppression in the future.

Jiang Yiting rescued her from the quilt where the air was almost suffocating, rubbed her hair, "Get up and wash, and take you to your new home."

Xiong Jingling suddenly remembered, "Oops, last night we..."

"With my mother and the others, and Qiao Dongran, there is no problem."

"You still have the nerve to say, if you didn't bring me out, it wouldn't be like this."

"Huh? Who asked me to bring her out last night?"

"..." Xiong Jingling gave up arguing with him, because she couldn't compete with him at all! "I'm going to wash up."

As soon as she entered the bathroom, she suddenly ran out and asked him, "Where's the little milk dog? Where's the husky you gave me?"

"I'll let Yang Xiaobaa take care of it for one night." Jiang Yiting said, "If you don't pick it up quickly, maybe Qiao Dongran almost wants to eat dog meat."

"!!! It's all your fault, you didn't call me earlier!"

Jiang Yiting did not refute.

Since the wife said it was his fault, then it was his fault.

(End of this chapter)

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