Sheng Ai First Lady

She hasn't eaten for two days.

Xia Jin's face was very pale, and her whole body showed a weak and powerless appearance.

She knew that this was his torture to her, without food, it looked neither serious nor serious, not bloody like being tortured.

But this way is often the most painful, especially for her. He probably knows very well that her body and will bear and tolerate pain beyond the bottom line of ordinary people.

But hunger is different. It corrodes your will a little bit. She knows that he is waiting for her to beg him.

It was easy to get out of this cell, but it was absolutely impossible to escape from his grasp, not to mention, she never thought of escaping.

It's a pity that he miscalculated one thing, Xia Jin smiled on her lips, and tightly covered her stomach with her hands, the earth-shaking pain in her stomach hit her more intensely.

She felt like she was dying of pain.

This is what Gong Shentuo saw when he came. Xia Jin's small body was curled up in the corner, her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, even her lips were blue, cold sweat was constantly breaking out on her forehead. The sideburns were almost wet, his face seemed distorted from enduring several degrees of pain, and his teeth were biting his lips tightly, as if to stop himself from making a sound.

She looked like a distressed kitten being bullied.

The door of the cell was opened, Gong Shentuo walked over step by step, walked in front of her, and then squatted down, his handsome face was only calm and indifferent, like the surface of a cold winter lake.

He deliberately ignored the distress that spread upward.

"Xia Jin," his lips curled into a warm smile, with lazy sarcasm, "Your acting skills are extremely pure, but it's a pity that you are still playing the usual tricks."

When she heard his voice, she opened her eyes with difficulty, looked at him for three seconds, and smiled slowly, "If you don't save me, I will definitely die."

Her voice was soft, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

Gong Shentuo narrowed his eyes, clasped her waist with his hands, before she could say anything, her whole body softened and fell into his arms.

"Boss," Cheng reminded in a low voice from behind, "I think this young lady is really seriously ill, do you want to call the doctor to come and take a look?"

Gong Shentuo's eyes turned cold, and he stretched out his hand to hug her horizontally, then strode out the door, "Ask the doctor to go to my bedroom."

Gong Shentuo's expression was ugly. The first feeling he felt when he held her in his arms was that this woman had lost a lot of weight. He had hugged her many times. She was originally a slim figure, but now she was only a handful. The bones are gone, at least ten catties less.

Shouldn't she live a chic life when she leaves him? Why does she still look so bad? If it's not good, why did she leave him?Why betray him?

Did he treat her badly?How else could he treat her well?

When Xia Jin opened her eyes, she felt like she had finally woken up from a long nightmare.

Familiar bedroom, familiar sunshine, familiar everything.

Blinking again, she forced herself to sit up from the pillow, it seemed that his smell still lingered in the air, and the corners of Xia Jin's lips curled up unconsciously.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed with bare feet. The floor was covered with a thick carpet. She was taken aback. This carpet was spotted at the local market when she accompanied him to India three years ago. Bubble, I have to buy it back.

At that time, he still looked very unhappy.

Unscrewing the doorknob to open the door, a tall and handsome man just stood outside the door.