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855. Chapter 855 If I really die, I won’t take you to be buried with me 1

There was no one in the living room. When he came to the bedroom door, he opened the door and took a look. There was no sign of her. His nerves suddenly tightened and he stepped to the kitchen door. Sure enough, Xia Yan stood in front of the refrigerator and dug out a bottle of something.

To drink wine, unscrew the lid, raise your head, and swallow it into your stomach.

Yi Beihan stepped forward and without saying a word, he raised his hand and knocked over the bottle in her hand.

The bottle fell to the ground with a shattering sound.

Yan frowned and glared at him, then reached out to the open refrigerator with both hands, tumbling about.

Yi Beihan didn't say anything, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, pulled her body behind him, and then smashed the bottles and cans in the refrigerator onto the floor, immediately emptying the refrigerator.

Chu Weiwei, who rushed over after hearing the sound, thought there was a 'war' going on inside, and hurriedly ran in. Colorful liquids intertwined with colorful broken glass or bottles dripped all over the ground. The two people stood in the middle of the 'river', with their eyes facing each other.

The fight is so fierce...

"You guys go on, I'll pick up the babies from school!"

Chu Weiwei quickly exited this dangerous zone.

"Yi Beihan, if you have the ability, follow me every step of the way! I tell you, as long as I have time, I will take medicine to get rid of this bastard!"

Xia Yan glanced at him angrily and walked out.

Yi Beihan was like her shadow. He immediately followed her out, grabbed her arm from behind, stared into her eyes sharply, and spoke loudly and every word.

"Xia Yan, I advise you not to try to challenge my bottom line of tolerance! If you dare to take away this child, that evil bastard will also disappear from this earth!"

That bastard...little Gary?

"You dare!"

Xia Yan turned around suddenly and gave him a pair of cold eyes.

Yi Beihan narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered lightly.

"If you dare, I dare! If you don't dare, I dare too!"

"Yi Beihan, you will regret it!"

Xia Yan shook his arm hard twice, and Yi Beihan refused to let up. Xia Yan dragged him to the window sill angrily, and glanced down. There was a large group of reporters surrounding the exit at the bottom of the building. She was puzzled.

Is there any need to mobilize so much troops and people for a piece of rosy news in Beihan? Is this going to stop people from going out? Is it going to stop people from living?

The culprit was the man behind him. Xia Yan turned around, and his fists like raindrops fell on Yi Beihan's chest again...

"Smelly man, stinky man..."

Yi Beihan grabbed his wrist and tugged at the corner of his mouth and sneered.

"Then let's take a nice bath together?"

"roll!"

I want to go out but I can't get out of that door, I can't argue with this man but I can't. Ah, ah, ah, it's a rhythm that really wants to drive people crazy!!!

There was no other way. She really didn't know what to do, so Xia Yan had no choice but to walk to the sofa, sit down, and turn on the TV with the remote control.

Moreover, Xia Yan deliberately found a cartoon and pretended to watch it with great interest.

Huh, she wants to stop bickering with the man next to her because it will bore him to death!!!

Yi Beihan glanced at the TV screen indifferently, his expression seemed a bit ethereal, making people wonder what he was thinking.

After not feeling any movement around him for a long time, Xia Yan turned his head slightly and glanced cautiously at the man next to him. His sharp profile, thin lips as sharp as a knife, and straight nose bridge were really 360-degree incomparable.

The dead-end male god...
Chapter completed!
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