Chapter 1037: Covenant wife

Yan Ge was disgusted at the bottom of his heart, and was about to raise his knees to go to Ning Jin's second child, but at the next moment he let go of her lips, pinched her neck, whispered her head to her head and murmured, "You Mu Xin White-eyed wolf. "
After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but hate him. He put his legs up in one hand and pushed them directly into the air to be level with him. He stared at them, and asked viciously, "Are you a wolf? "
Words of Song: ...
She's sure this guy is really drunk.
Yan Ge reached out and patted his face, his strength was not strong, but his voice was clear: "I'm a white-eyed wolf. What are you? Look at you. I brought Xiaosan here in this place. I didn't ask you to settle the bill. You even bite me back, and you're just glaring at you. "
Ning Jin's face was instantly taken five or six times by Yange.
He narrowed his eyes narrowly and stared at Yange. The dark eyes seemed to ignite a flame, which would erupt at any time and anywhere.
The partial song seemed to be unknowing, patted his face a few times, and moved closer, and kissed him on the lips: "Ning Jin, tell me, what am I yours?"
Ning Jin pursed his lips, his facial features were more severe because of deepness, especially the thin lips and extremely sharp lip lines, which were both and ruthless.
At this moment his lips were pursing, looking like he was on the verge of rage, and the facial features were obviously not stingy, but such indifference made people dare not provoke him.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Song Yan laughed hard, raised his eyebrows by pinching his chin and asked, "It's great to be drunk, isn't it?"
Her fingers were delicate, and the amount of energy holding his chin was not much, but he followed her fingers and was forced to raise his head.
His lips lined up, his eyes flashed, but he remained silent.
Yan Ge snorted coldly, and said with gritted teeth, "Scum."
As soon as the words came down, Ning Jin's hand was loose, and she took the song's legs back.
Hanging in the air, Yan Song squatted down on the ground.
Her bloomed, and her tears rolled out instantly.
Ning Jin bowed her head and looked at the song on the ground. The light in the room fell on half of his face, half bright and half dark. The expression on his face seemed to be complicated by the light.
Yange was sitting on the ground, her head was stinging with pain.
She didn't respond by herself, tears had already been heard first, and the first flow had come out.
Ning Jin stared, and then crouched down, hugging her in her arms.
Yange grabbed the clothes on his chest and wiped his tears, while rubbing, he choked and said, "Look if my makeup is spent."
Ning Jin: ...
He thought she would justify her first.
I did not expect that the first thing I noticed was the face that Yagan couldn't hit.
Between her whine-like voice, although Ning Jin couldn't understand the woman's brain circuit, she glanced at her face: "No."
Yange: "Is the eyeliner, has the eyeliner been spent? I just accidentally shed tears. I did not draw a waterproof eyeliner today."
Ning Jin squinted at the clothes on her chest and wrinkled with a black stain and a cold face, and said impatiently after she asked again, "No."
Yan Ge breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately stared at Ning Jin with his teeth gritted: "Ning Jin, you are a bastard, your mother's is smashed. You quickly hit 110, and your mother will sue you for domestic violence."
Will this happen? Ning Jin: "One more thing, I throw you down."
Words of Song: ...