Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Chapter 1706 Your sin, the person you killed!

In an instant, Han Yanran could be sure that what the man in front of her was telling was the truth.

If she did, or he would do it right away.

"Try it?"

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Han Yanran's lips curved slightly, and a soft voice came out of her throat.

Han Yanran: "Do you think I dare not do it?"

The man stared at her without moving his eyes.

"I know you want to kill me, Han Yanran, I'm just like you." Tang Shaoting's eyes flashed with hatred, but his hands tightened and tightened, "You think I like you? Don't dream, Han Yanran I Seeing your face, I want your life to be worse than death."

"Life is better than death?" Han Yanran was taken aback.

She could see the hatred in his eyes very clearly.

Tang Shaoting really hates her...

The guy was inexplicable, as she had been the few times she had touched him in the past.

"Your face was destroyed in time." Tang Shaoting put her down suddenly, pinched Han Yanran's chin with one hand, and pulled half of her scarred face in front of him, "If you hadn't become this ugly monster already I can't help but want to destroy this face myself."

"Pooh!"

A mouthful of saliva was sprayed on Tang Shaoting's face unceremoniously.

The corners of Han Yanran's lips rose slightly, and said, "Your face gives me the urge to ruin it."

paralysis!

Being an old lady is easy to bully?

Has she recently lost her temper because her thoughts have been occupied by dating?

Who dares to piss on her head?

Tang Shaoting: "Han Yanran, do you know why I brought you here today?"

The voice was as cold as an underground glacier, and the hand holding Han Yanran's chin was so strong that it seemed that it would crush her bones at any moment.

"...I'm not interested in knowing."

He didn't care what she was thinking, he suddenly let go of her chin, and instead pulled her towards the tombstone beside him.

Tang Shaoting's strides were fast and big, and Han Yanran was dragged by him for several steps. Immediately, there was a burst of needle-like pain in his ankle, which was not yet healed.

Han Yanran gasped, gritted her teeth and held back the pain without making a sound.

Was thrown to the ground.

Han Yanran only felt her whole head go blank, and the tingling pain in her ankle came in bursts, constantly stimulating her brain nerves.

If it were her life, she would definitely not do nothing like she is now.

He looked down at her with a biting coldness all over his body, "Show me clearly."

Han Yanran's eyes hurt so much: "..."

See you paralyzed!

My old lady is already a good guy without fainting from the pain, what else do you want me to see?

She kept silent, lowered her head and gritted her teeth to prevent herself from screaming.

Tang Shaoting looked at Han Yanran's appearance, and all negative emotions rushed out at this moment.

Everything about her seemed to become so clear.

"See what? Your graveyard?"

Han Yanran's eyes sparkled, but her mouth did not forget to sneer.

Tang Shaoting unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt on both sides, rolled up his sleeves while staring at her.

His fingers slid into her hair, and his slender fingers with distinct bones stroked her hair. Without warning, he pulled her head back with a sudden force.

Suddenly, Han Yanran couldn't help but exclaimed, "Hiss!"

"Your sin, the people you killed!"

my mother!

Tang Shaoting's eyes were boiling with hatred, and his voice was bitingly cold.