How Dare You Touch My People?

Xie Xize's appearance was too mesmerizing. It seemed that he wasn't angry and was modest and gentle.

He could also give off the illusion that he was inviting her to a cup of coffee.

He Xinlan's face turned pale. Her pupils constricted and her lips turned purple. " No, no, no…" I don't ... Please, don't, I don't want to die…"

"Is that so?" Xie Xize frowned.

So you don't want to die, but why do I feel like you're desperately seeking death? "

He Xin Lan kept shaking her head,"No, no…" I really didn't…"

Who would beg for death? Unless they were crazy!

Gao Dajun did not dare to make a sound, afraid that Xie Xize would suddenly target him.

He was not an idiot. At this moment, the situation made him see a little more clearly. Could it be that his wife had done something stupid behind his back?

The smile on Xie Xize's face suddenly disappeared.

He looked down from above, his eyes cold and sinister."No? Then how dare you touch my people!"