My husband is a wife

Chapter 1125
Although Qing'er is good, she doesn't want to become like him.

The researcher said innocently: "You didn't ask."

"I didn't ask you to eat, why did you eat again? Do you need someone to ask about this kind of thing? I don't know what to say." Wild Qiangwei scolded and left with her hands, but she was thankful in her heart that she didn't mess around just now. Not bad this will be.

The few remaining researchers looked at each other in blank dismay, unreasonableness is a woman's patent.

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In the past two days, the Persian cat has sent food to the doctor's office on time for three meals. All the food she sent was sent for testing, but unfortunately, it was just an ordinary meal, and no clues could be detected at all.

Xiahou Huan'er only relies on infusion of nutrient solution to maintain her life, but if this continues, it is definitely not an option. Her body is gradually unable to bear the load, she is getting weaker and weaker, and sometimes she will lose her mind and attack people.

Dongfang Xing saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, wishing he could kill that bitch Persian cat.

It was not easy, after a round of tossing, Xiahou Huan'er fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at her increasingly pale face, Dongfang Xing's expression became more and more gloomy and cold.

The injuries on Shen Chao's body healed quickly, and he stood outside Xiahou Huan'er's door, listening to what happened to her insanity just now, his handsome face was full of anger.

Binger, how could his Binger be spoiled like this.

In the doctor's office, he probably already knew the whole story.

Shen Chao clenched his fists, quietly left the doctor's office, and walked towards the logistics department.

Back office, separate kitchenette.

The Persian cat is preparing dinner for Xiahou Huan'er with great care.

She really puts her heart into it, and every dish must be delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

She was carving flowers for carrots when suddenly there was a dark shadow at the door of the kitchen.

She turned around and looked, with a charming smile on her delicate face: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Shen Chao walked in slowly, with a melancholy look on Jun's face, he stood less than three steps away from her.

Looking at her sharply with deep black eyes, he asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The Persian cat blinked its watery green eyes, and said softly, "I am Xiahou Huan'er's pet, you can call me Persian cat."

Shen Chao snorted coldly: "In front of me, stop pretending and tell me, which planet's species are you from?"

The Persian cat's eyes shone with confusion, and he asked innocently, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Still pretending?" Shen Chao shot suddenly, his palms ruthlessly strangled her neck, and stared at her fiercely, "Quickly tell me, where did you come from?"

The Persian cat was frightened, with a frightened expression on its face, pushing him desperately with both hands, tears in its eyes, struggling: "Let me go, what do you want to do? Let me go, help..."

Shen Chao grabbed her throat aggressively and shouted: "Tell me, where are you from? If you don't tell me, I'll strangle you to death."

"Woo... let me go... I can't breathe anymore... let me go..." The Persian cat pushed him with its palm, its eyes turned white.

Seeing that the Persian cat was about to die under his hands, suddenly a gust of wind rushed towards it with a fierce murderous aura.

Shen Chao had no choice but to let go of his hand, quickly moved away, fixed his eyes on it, and couldn't help being surprised.

The person who came was actually Dongfang Xing.

He stretched out his hands to support the Persian cat, looked at her and frowned and asked, "Are you all right?"

(End of this chapter)