330 Chapter 329 of “Quickly Wear (Only with H can there be love)”

Killer without blinking an eye at the guard

The man was wearing a green shirt, and his figure was as strong and tall as a bamboo.With a handsome face and a cold temperament, he is a handsome man like an iceberg.

Ding Rou held her chin in her hands and looked at that handsome face for a long time. She seemed to have thought of something and her eyes lit up. She clapped her hands and said, “I saw all of your body a few days ago. Are you willing to marry me?”

In this world, women are responsible for seeing a man’s body. If Jiang Jiachen wants to take responsibility for herself, the task can be easily completed.

The long sword was unsheathed, its sharp tip approaching her face with thunderous killing intent, and stopped an inch away from the tip of her nose.

The second time he held a knife against her, Ding Rou was still not afraid in the face of danger. Seeing that the man finally looked at her, she blinked slightly, her eyebrows flowing, her charming posture was exuding to the man all the time: “I sincerely ask to marry you, since youIt’s okay if you don’t want to.It’s not good for others to see you using knives and guns.” A dark light flashed in her eyes, and she added, “Don’t forget your current identity. If you can’t obey my orders, I won’t let you stay. You can go.”

At the end, she murmured in a voice that only she could hear, “A tall and dignified man has gone back on his word, but he has learned a lot today.”

Relying on the one-sided words in the article, Ding Rou understood that this man was not like other men who just wanted to marry a good wife and live dependent on her wife. He was independent and self-reliant and did not rely on anyone to achieve what he has achieved today.

Some of the killers in his building were abandoned and homeless by their wives and were taken in by him. Some of them were too ugly and did not meet the current aesthetics and were rejected by their families.

In modern times, Jiang Jiachen’s appearance can easily kill any man who considers himself to be good-looking. However, in this world where women are superior to men, his appearance is too tough and he also belongs to the type of ugly man.

When she first came here, Ding Rou hadn’t fully adapted yet and mistakenly mistook the servant for a maid. It was only at night that she realized that these maids, who were more beautiful than women, were all real men!

Jiang Jiachen is a martial arts practitioner, so he naturally heard Ding Rou’s mumblings and saw that her words were sincere, there was no frivolous expression on her face, and her cold and solemn eyebrows softened slightly.

Without knowing her true identity, this woman was able to propose to herself, proving that she was not doing it for money.And through my own observations over the past few days, she is not as useless as outsiders say.As for debauchery, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, he has never seen it.She didn’t do anything to those two beautiful boys, so the rumors were indeed not credible.

Ding Rou didn’t know that she had such a high opinion in Jiang Jiachen’s heart. If she had known, she would have gone crazy with joy.She didn’t dare to go out these days, not because she was afraid of the contemptuous and disgusting looks of others, but because she was afraid of meeting those gangsters who would force her to play.

“The eldest lady expects that the master of the house will be home tomorrow. I ordered the slave to come and report to the third lady.” The man didn’t come in. He said something outside the yard and left.

“Look, one or two of them are treating me like this, and those who don’t know think he is the master. If you don’t help me hold up the situation, maybe they will sit on top of me and shit next time.” She puffed up her cheeks and complained to him endlessly. She didn’t have the strength and forbearance that a woman should have, but Jiang Jiachen felt that she looked very pleasing to the eye, and could even be called pleasing to the eye.

With this thought in his mind, Jiang Jiachen’s tone was very impatient: “You just want me to stop you from drawing a sword in front of others. I promise you, I won’t do it next time.”