Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Chanel felt the breath emanating from his whole body...

His beast-like eyes stared at her madly.

In almost a second, he would kiss her lips fiercely and tear her clothes off.

Chanel clenched her hand unconsciously, and after waiting for a while, the kiss did not fall, and Su Shijie's breath left.

Chanel took a deep breath, she felt like a prisoner who was expecting death at this time, she knew that she would die sooner or later, and hoped that the knife would come down sooner, so that her heart would not be so entangled, uncomfortable, and depressed to the point of exploding.

But Su Shijie didn't fall for the knife.

He brought the medicine box, sat down on the footrest, held her hand, and cut the gauze on her palm.

Su Shijie's breathing was heavy, and every breath dragged.

Every time his desire came, it was just like this, his pupils dilated like a beast.

The atmosphere around her was provoked to be sensual and ambiguous, but he had no intention of attacking her.

Chanel felt that this was torture, she always felt that he might throw him down in the next second, and she was ready to die, but he just refused to do it.

"Is Mr. Su injured?" Chanel asked straight to the point.

"Injuried?"

"I hurt you."

Su Shijie's big hand held her small hand, applied the ointment coolly, squinted his eyes and smiled: "You mean the injury on my head? How many stitches did you want to see?"

This woman finally knows how to care about him!

"No," Chanel smiled stiffly, "I said you are there."

Su Shijie frowned, and paused for a few seconds to think of the way she looked at him just now before reacting.

His evil thoughts came out again: "Xin'er, did I hear you right, are you concerned about your sexual well-being?"

Chanel twisted her face further, gritted her teeth and said, "Today is my ovulation period."

"..."

"Su Shijie, do you understand, today is my ovulation period!" She shouted repeatedly.

Su Shijie paused while wrapping her gauze, his Adam's apple rose and fell and asked, "So?"

"I want a baby."

She almost forced out these few words with tears in her voice.

Su Shijie's movements froze completely, his deep eyes fixed on Chanel, and the delicious lamb was right in front of his lips.

Xia Nai'er felt that all her courage was exhausted at this moment, she hated Su Shijie's naked sizing up, hated the charming atmosphere in the air, and even more hated the next treatment.

She didn't want to give herself a way out.

The corners of Chanel's eyes became even more wet, she opened them suddenly, and sat up from the rocking chair.

"Don't look!" She stared at Su Shijie angrily and shouted, "Do I look like a fool now?"

"Xin'er, I thought I heard wrong." His voice was as deep as a cello.

A hand caressed her chin, rubbing her skin passionately.

Chanel closed her jaw: "You heard me right, I want you to give me a child... just tonight."

Her cheeks burned with embarrassment.

Unable to face his piercing gaze, she suddenly grabbed a bottle of medicinal wine.

The spicy and bitter taste was poured into her mouth...

She didn't know whether she was choked, or she took the opportunity to shed sad tears.

Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her beautiful eyes. She pressed her lips with the back of her hand and coughed vigorously.

Su Shijie stared at her, with a terrible storm of lust in his eyes, his strong body couldn't bear it, and his blood spurted more and more.