Chapter 282 (1/2)

Seeing that beimengxi didn't speak, Wan Sihan suddenly pinched her waist and wanted her to realize her existence.

”Answer me.” he was eager to know the answer.

”Wan Sihan, is it meaningful to tangle with this problem now?” beimengxi looked at Wan Sihan calmly. She was more sad than dying. She finally realized the taste of pain. All the pain was brought to herself by him.

No one makes any difference when she doesn't want to.

”Say.” Wan Sihan wants to know what kind of woman beimengxi is. People who can treat innocence like dirt are stunned and have never seen before.

”Yes, are you satisfied?” beimengxi knew that what Wan Sihan investigated was nothing more than an answer, so she gave her an answer, an answer that made him angry, and an answer that completely drew the line between them.

Wan Sihan closed his eyes with heartache. Beimengxi was really cruel. In a word, he broke his body again. Without saying a word, he bent down and fell under beimengxi's red lips with an angry kiss. With vent, he occupied beimengxi step by step until he finally broke through the obstacle and reached qucheng.

Facing all this, beimengxi was like a puppet. No matter how Wan Sihan tortured him, he didn't cry.

Beimengxi's indifferent expression made Wan Sihan more angry, and his hands became more and more heavy, making her white skin blue and purple.

It was getting dark. I don't know how long it took. Beimengxi finally couldn't hold on and fainted.

”Mengxi, Mengxi.” wansihan shouted anxiously and shook her body.

Beimengxi had no reaction and was choked by wansihan.

Wan Sihan puts on clothes for beimengxi, picks her up, walks out of the room and approaches the residence of the miracle doctor.

He walked very fast and even used lightness skills to appear in front of the miracle doctor.

As soon as he entered the door, Wan Sihan first carefully put beimengxi on the big bed and said to the miracle doctor, ”show her.”

The miracle doctor looked at beimengxi in surprise and thought, how is this woman again? How is she?

Why didn't the villa leader take good care of her? As I said earlier, the girl is weak and shouldn't be overworked. She needs a good rest.

”Villa leader, please let me go.” Wan Sihan stood at the head of the bed, and the miracle doctor couldn't pass.

Wan Sihan looked anxiously at beimengxi on the bed and stepped back. He guessed in his heart why she fainted. Everything was his fault. Hearing that sentence, he was really too angry and lost his mind. He did everything behind him. He was rude and didn't care about her physical condition

The miracle doctor put the medicine box at the head of the bed, took beimengxi's slender arm and wanted to tie the silk thread to her. Inadvertently, he saw the blue and purple marks on her arm. As a man, he understood it.

Ah

Evil fate

After the diagnosis, as expected, beimengxi's body was no big problem.

The miracle doctor put away his things and said, ”villa leader, Miss Bei is just too tired. In addition, she is depressed and becomes ill from overwork.”

Inner depression, why is she depressed? Because he despised her?

”Villa leader, let your subordinates say a word and take good care of her.” the miracle doctor looked at the blue and purple scars on beimengxi and felt distressed. The villa leader couldn't pity her.

”You go down,” said Wan Sihan, waving his hand.

”Yes.” the miracle doctor retreated wisely and said something until the end. Even if everyone knows that Miss Bei likes the villa master, and the villa master likes Miss Bei, the two parties are deeply involved. What can others do? After all, feelings are the business of two people.

After the miracle doctor went out, he remembered that this was his room. So late at night, where did he go!

Villa leader, what a torture!

Wan Sihan sat by the bed and looked at beimengxi, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed like a ceramic doll. Her quiet appearance was really beautiful, more beautiful than when she was noisy. Her eyes suddenly stopped at the blue and purple kiss marks on his neck, which was clearly visible, enough to imagine how hard he kissed at that time.

He stood up and swept the room. Finally, his eyes stayed on a bottle of ointment. Even if he didn't know medical skills, he knew the function of the bottle of medicine from the words on it.