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The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce

When Feng Qing was born, she was sold to a couple from the mountains due to the hospital’s negligence . Sixteen years later, her biological parents brought her home from a small mountain village, she thought her life would better, but it did not. Not only did she not get love from her parents, her substitute sister made her blind. In the end, her parents married her off to an old man in his fifties. On her wedding day, Feng Qing escaped from the hotel with strings of bodyguards chasing after her. In a critical situation, she climbed into the black car that was parked by the roadside. In the back car seat sat a handsome man where cold ruthlessness was a constant fixture on his face. He looked like someone who could not be trifled with. Feng Qing patted her dirty little hands. "So, mister, I noticed that loneliness is written all over your face. What do you think about having a wife who has now presented herself to you?" Xie Jiuhan was commonly referred to as the Ninth Master. He was the overlord of Capital City and had a volatile personality. He was stubborn and ruthless. The socialites in the Capital City used all means, but none of them came close to even touching the hem of Master Ninth's clothes. From this day onward, rumors started to spread in Capital City. Ninth Master, who usually steered clear of women, raised a petite little wife in the manor and spoilt her to the core. Master Ninth: "My wife is too weak to take care of herself." The doctor: "Then, who's that lady who shattered someone's kneecap with a single kick?" Master Ninth: "My wife used to live in villages, she's not good at her studies." The students in Capital University: “Your wife keeps getting number one in every examination. If she's not good at her studies, what are we? Retards?" Master Ninth: “My wife is extremely timid. She's not met many bigshots or prominent figures." The public: “Please shut up!" The leading authority in medicine, science professors, and famous international directors queued outside your house, begging to see her! Yes, your wife had not met bigshots or prominent figures before because she was the most prominent figure here.

Waiting For The Wind · 综合
分數不夠
1200 Chs

Don't Worry

編輯: Henyee Translations

Feng Qing's fingers were drenched by the man's hot breath. Then, she gently caressed the man's noble thin lips with her fingers. The next second, the man opened his thin lips and sucked her fingers.

The corners of Feng Qing's mouth curled up and she couldn't help but laugh. When she laughed, the nerves on her body were affected and all sorts of wounds hurt. However, this pain was ignored in her eyes. The pain had already been wiped away by Xie Jiuhan's kiss.

Feng Qing said with a smile, "You look like March when he is licking me."

March would also lick her fingers like him, but March's tongue was barbed. If he licked Feng Qing's fingers a few more times, it would make her tender skin tingle.

The man's eyes were slightly gloomy. In his heart, he was already considering when to cut off March's dog tongue. How dare he lick his woman?

As Xie Jiuhan sucked her fingers, he asked, "Why didn't you drug me when I lost control?"