Chapter 1593： Wife, happy wedding (2/2)

So she stepped up and twisted it hard.

Fang Jiming finally couldn't stand it anymore. After being screwed several times by her, he was cramping in pain!

”My wife, murder your husband.”

This sentence made Wang Jiaohua shake her whole body like an electric current.

Turning his head, he saw Fang Jiming's wet and handsome face, looking at her with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

I am dreaming, I must be dreaming.

Wang Jiaohua was still wandering, she pinched harder to make herself more awake.

Fang Jiming gasped in pain, ”My wife, don't pinch.”

It's all swollen.

Only then did Wang Jiaohua realize that he was standing next to her, and the two were together. She just pinched his thigh.

She wondered why she was wearing a skirt, so why would she twist her pants...

Withdrawing her hand subconsciously, remembering the silly words she had just said to Ling Weifeng, her face flushed suddenly.

Hung up the phone quickly, shamelessly.

Fang Jiming stared at her delicate red face with a smile, ”Wife, you hate marrying so much?”

Wang Jiaohua's face, I can't hang up.

I can’t wait to dig a hole and bury myself, so embarrassing to throw myself at my grandma’s house.

”I...I...” She squeaked, unable to say a word, ”I thought it was a dream.”

Fang Jiming smiled even more at the corner of his mouth, ”So you want to marry me in your dreams.”

Wang Jiaohua's face turned red.

Don’t you see through, don’t you understand?

I didn't know that she would be embarrassed in this way.

The beauty bows her head, she is infinitely shy.

Seeing Wang Jiaohua like this, I thought that she was already his wife at this time. They were a couple with the name Fangshun, and there was his child in her belly.

He felt extremely happy and filled his chest.

He hugged her waist and asked for a lingering kiss, ”Wife, happy wedding.”