Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp

Anhe saw the tension in the man's eyes, and his face was filled with anxiety. "I don't know. It was just the crew who called it. It only said that the coffin had an accident."

Xu Yizhi immediately thought of the phone call of Anhe yesterday. "Hey? There is a person named ‘Lingling’ who knows what to do?”

Xu Yizhi’s nephew gradually showed a hint of suffocation. “You better pray that she has nothing to do, otherwise I will double what you do to her.”

As soon as the man finished the sentence, he turned and walked away with long legs.

Anhe looked at his back. "What do you mean by this?"

But no matter what, you don't have to go see Xu Yizhi's parents, so you won't wear it.

It’s just that his sentence is a bit strange. Is it difficult to be related to her as long as the coffin has an accident?

Xu Yizhi is too much to protect the woman.

There was a dark man's eye in Anhe's eyelids.

Xu Yizhi first returned to the crew. When he learned that Lingbi had sent out the confession, he immediately rushed over. No wonder she did not answer the phone.

The coffin came out of the police station, but he heard the voice of Xu Yizhi, "Ling."

She looked at Xu Yizhi and her eyes shone with light. "How come you?"

Xu Yizhi looked at the face of the coffin carefully, from head to toe, from front to back.

"What's wrong?" Lingbi looked at him and circled around himself, asking in confusion.

Xu Yizhi suddenly pulled up her wrist and pulled the sleeves up and examined them carefully.

"You are not hurt?"

The spirit looked at the narrow throat. "Nothing, I am not hurt."

It turned out that he was nervous about whether he was injured or not. This feeling has not been seen for a long time.

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Just thinking like this, Xu Yizhi was pulling her into her arms and burying her face on her shoulder. "Fortunately, you are fine."

When Jiang Shu saw them, he walked silently into the nanny car. "Driver, drive!"

"What about Miss Ling Ling?"

"Nothing, naturally someone sent her back."

The coffin only thinks that the man is very tight, as if he is breathing out, but he has nothing to say. It is rare that he cares about himself today.

She is now very certain that the memory of amnesia has already accommodated her.

Husband, me too, but fortunately you have nothing.

Perhaps it is the strangeness of the coffin, Xu Yizhi slowly let go, "Is it too hard for me?"

The coffin's mouth floated with a fox-like correct smile. "Of course..." No.

Xu Yizhi’s nephew was stained with a smudge of color, "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry, no, even if you don't have to work hard, it's best to get me into your body."

When she heard her playful words, Xu Yizhi’s face finally had a smile. Looking at this face, Lingbi’s heart sighed, and she knew that it was a smile.

In the absence of face blindness, she saw this handsome and angry face, and even her legs were already handsome and soft.

"That, my legs are a bit soft now."

Xu Yizhi immediately stopped the princess to pick up the coffin, clenched her waist in one hand, and put her knees in one hand and walked to his car.

She must have been frightened because of today’s events.

When the driver saw the situation, he immediately got off the car and opened the door. Xu Yizhi carefully placed her in the seat.

I also squeezed to the side of the coffin.