Chatper 2000 (1/2)

"You hurt, I hurt even more." Fu An said, and with a copy of his hand, he picked up Shisan and let her fall into his arms.

Thirteen glared at him, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he strode Shisan to his room.

His and Thirteen's rooms were right next to each other, but his room was bigger, with a 2.2-meter double bed inside, which was warm and unique, and didn't match the appearance of a person.

After putting Shisan down, Fuan said with a bit of threat: "You'd better be honest, or I want you now, regardless of your convenience!"

Shisan gritted her teeth, not wanting to communicate with this man.

Fuan smiled, turned around and found the medicine box.

Without Bayer, they used the previous drug.

Their car was still in the garage, with gasoline ready at any time, and they left when they wanted to leave.

It's just that he won't tell Shisan these things, he is always afraid that Shisan will leave.

Even if it is confirmed that Thirteen is unable to leave like this, he is always worried about gains and losses.

This is the heart of a failed thief, who is always afraid that what he has will leave one day, and he will lose everything if he has nothing.

"Does it hurt?" Fu'an took tweezers to help Shisan treat the scar on his hand.

The glass was casually on the back of her hand, stuck in flesh and blood.

It is conceivable that Thirteen had a lot of markets just now. She is very angry.

Fuan understood, but didn't want to apologize.

He didn't think he was wrong, he just wanted Thirteen to stay, there was nothing wrong with that.

"Shout out if it hurts, you are just a woman, not a diamond that is indestructible." Fu An blew on the back of Thirteen's hands. At this moment, his movements are gentle, completely different from usual.