Flash Marriage Sweet Wife: Husband, Don’t Move!

Su Zhili hesitated.

Watching Meng Zehan's friendly hand vigilantly, she really couldn't make a decision.

It seems that after he said such generous words, if she continues to be indifferent, it seems a little unreasonable.

"Could it be that you wouldn't even accept such a small request?" Meng Zehan said, "Or, in your heart, you never thought about forgiving me?"

Su Zhili was speechless.

Opening her mouth, the words of refusal had actually reached her lips, but when she raised her eyes and met Meng Zehan's sincere gaze, she suddenly felt softened.

Pursing her lips, she gritted her teeth and made up her mind.

It's just shaking hands and making peace, maybe she is too sensitive.

With a graceful smile, she stretched out her hand towards Meng Zehan and shook it generously.

Just as she was about to shrink her hand, Meng Zehan suddenly closed her palm and held it tightly.

Su Zhili was surprised.

Raising her panicked eyes, she frowned and looked at Meng Zehan, "Meng Zehan, you don't want to be too big!"

After all, this was in the public, and she was not worried that Meng Zehan would overstep.

But in her heart, she still resisted Meng Zehan's touch.

Therefore, she struggled to withdraw her hand.

But after all, it was just in vain.

Before Su Zhili broke away from Meng Zehan's shackles, he forcefully pulled her hand in his direction.

Immediately, Su Zhili hit Meng Zehan's chest.

"Zhi Li, we are about to break completely, don't you even want to give me the last hug?"

Meng Zehan didn't seem to think that his actions were excessive, he hugged Su Zhili tightly, his face pressed down against her side, his eyes closed slightly, and he looked intoxicated.

"I do not want to!"

Su Zhili gritted his teeth and said loudly.

Before Meng Zehan could fully react, she pushed him hard with all her strength.

While gaining freedom, she held up her palms and slammed Meng Zehan's face fiercely.

With a "pop", the crisp applause seemed to linger in the air, and the ear seemed to be echoing non-stop.

"What are you doing?"

Meng Zehan's eyes widened and he looked at Su Zhili in shock, unable to accept the result of her resistance.

It was just a hug, and her reaction was so strong that Meng Zehan almost thought that she was a strong woman.

"This sentence, I should ask you!"

Su Zhili's tone was rapid, and the frequency of fluctuations in his chest cavity was much more frequent than usual.

Taking a guard three steps back, she said in a cold voice: "This is the end of today's business. I don't want to see you again in the future. Please don't show up in front of me again, thank you!"

After gritting his teeth and uttering the last two words, Su Zhili quickly hid in the taxi without looking back.

"Master, let's go."

Touching the sore cheek that was being beaten, Meng Zehan suddenly clenched his hands into fists and jumped on the spot, "Shit, why don't you give me another chance!"

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Ye Qianran looked at the phone and took the photo just now. She smiled triumphantly.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with the news. This woman really has a complicated private life."

Opened the address book, she called up a contact from it, and then posted the photo with a line of text, "Repost this photo to Jin Yixin. Remember, don't say anything."