My husband is a wife

Chapter 125 I don't want to argue with you anymore

As soon as he regained some strength, he couldn't wait to provoke him, to fight him, Zhan Beichen's handsome face was shrouded in haze.

"I'm not afraid of death anymore. Would I be afraid of anything else?" Qin Wushuang lay on the bed, with the corners of his lips slightly hooked, revealing a pale but poignant smile.

"You..." For the first time, Zhan Beichen realized that he had nothing to do with this woman at the moment. He clenched his fist slightly and exhaled, "Don't think that I really won't kill you."

Seeing the embarrassment and helplessness that flashed away in his eyes, Qin Wushuang's smile became bright and enchanting: "I'm tired of hearing this sentence, let's change it."

"You..." The veins on Zhan Beichen's forehead twitched violently, he clenched his fists, resisting the urge to strangle her to death. This damned woman always knows how to irritate him, he grabs her Wrist, a little annoyed, "It's not good for you to provoke me."

"Do you think I still care?" Qin Wushuang smiled sarcastically, then closed his eyes, and said wearily, "I don't want to quarrel with you anymore, and you can torture me as much as you want." Anyway, she never expected This bastard can treat her well.

"Master." The maid came in with soft and delicious nutritious porridge, breaking the stiff atmosphere in the room.

Zhan Beichen reached out to pick up the porridge, his cold eyes were like sharp swords, cold and bloodthirsty: "In the future, three meals plus supper will be indispensable. If she suffers from stomach pain again, you will have to accept a pain that is a hundred times worse than hers." penalty."

"Yes, master." The maid's face turned pale from his fright.

"Get lost." Zhan Beichen uttered a word harshly.

The maid hurriedly raised her legs that were weak from fright, and hurriedly backed out.

Zhan Beichen sat on the edge of the bed with the porridge, let her lean on the high pillow in front of the bed, then picked up a small spoon, filled the porridge, blew it cool, and brought it to her lips.

Qin Wushuang was tortured by stomach pain just now, but after taking the medicine, the stomach pain disappeared, but she was very hungry. She didn't want to abuse herself, so she just opened her mouth to eat.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll poison the porridge?" Zhan Beichen sneered ironically.

"If you want me to die, you can poke me to death with just one finger, so why bother to poison me?" After taking a few mouthfuls of stomach-warming porridge, Qin Wushuang's pale face finally gradually returned to a little rosy. The ground retorted.

Zhan Beichen snorted coldly, stopped talking, just cooled the porridge one after another, and then delivered it to her mouth.

Qin Wushuang drank the soft and delicious warm porridge, and peeked at him from the corner of his eye. The coldness and gloom on his face were gone, and his eyes were no longer cruel and cold. Human domineering is natural, and it cannot be concealed no matter what.

At this moment, she couldn't understand his deep thoughts. He could let her drink it by herself, or ask the maid to feed her. Why did he feed her porridge himself?

Doesn't he hate her very much, he just wants to torture her and make her life worse than death? What does it mean to feed her porridge so gently now?
She didn't know if she was too hungry or the porridge was too delicious, but she actually drank up that big bowl of porridge.

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This night, Zhan Beichen didn't leave, Qin Wushuang was already very tired, and he didn't have the strength to resist anymore, so he fell asleep in his arms. This was the deepest and most peaceful sleep she'd had in so many days. dawn.

When she got up, Zhan Beichen was no longer there, a rich breakfast was prepared on the dining table, and the maid who was reprimanded last night did not dare to neglect her.

(End of this chapter)