How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1669 Sweet Marriage Chapter 230 Don't wrestle in the future, it's too ugly.

After all, he used to be so gentle to her, took care of her so caringly, and even tidied up Rong Zihao for her... Although it was only because of the title of young lady on her head, those touches still followed. The accumulation of the sun and the moon has been integrated into the blood.

Detoxification is still a process, and it will take more time to detoxify.

Sighing too much, one didn't pay attention to her feet and tripped over a raised brick. She let out a low cry and fell down in embarrassment.

After stabilizing her body, she turned her head and took a look almost reflexively, just in time to meet Nan Mubai's gaze, blood rushed to her forehead immediately.

She blushed in embarrassment, and crawled up on all hands and feet, ignoring the dirt off her body, and ran away in a hurry.

When I returned to the dormitory, I found that the skin on my hands was broken, and the palms were bloody.

She gasped for breath, unscrewed the cap of the alcohol bottle, dipped a cotton swab in the disinfectant, wiped it off, and suddenly remembered his equally bloody right hand last night...

Compared with his wounds, her wounds are not even hairs. When she returned to the bedroom to sort out the debris, there was a large amount of blood on the ground. She thought about it, and the time before and after was only a dozen seconds, unless it was a deep wound. , otherwise there would not be so much blood.

When he was disinfected and bandaged, it probably hurt a lot more than her.

As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, she hurriedly shook her head to shake it away.

He was injured, Rong Feifei must have helped to bandage him, the beauty was in her arms, asking her for her warmth, no matter how much it hurts, no matter how painful she was, she had to deal with the wound painstakingly by herself...

The mobile phone left on the bed rang a few times, she put down the cotton swab, took it over, and saw that it was a text message from Nan Mubai - don't wrestle in the future, it's too ugly.

She stared at the string of words, imagining the man's mocking expression when typing this string of words, and her face turned pale with anger.

You are ugly, your whole family is ugly!
Anyway, it's also a couple's affair, so it's fine if you don't ask for warmth, is there a need to step on it like this? !No manners!
She focused all her attention on the word 'too ugly', but ignored the previous sentence 'don't wrestle in the future'...

Nan Mubai was sitting in the car, the light in the car was very dark, only the phone screen was on, he took the phone, wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote, but couldn't find a suitable tone to send her a text message.

Don't wrestle anymore.

After editing this text message, I wanted to send it, but after thinking about it, I thought it was inappropriate, so I added an ugly one at the end.

After sending it, he threw the phone aside and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Lin Qian."

"Yes, Mr. Nan."

"One minute, give me a reason to be happy with Feifei."

Lin Qian: "..."

"I'm serious, if you can't persuade me, you can retire early."

Lin Qian raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, racked his brains for a while, and stammered, "Ms. Rong, Miss Rong is more beautiful than Young Madam, loves you more than Young Madam, is more obedient than Young Madam, and more Please, she'll make a very good wife."

She would be a very good wife.

In the darkness, Nan Mubai smiled lowly, as if agreeing with his words, but also as a self-deprecating sneer.

……

Another week passed, but Nan Mubai never called to discuss divorce with her.

She wanted to take the initiative to call several times, but stopped at the last moment several times.

Let's wait for him to bring it up.

(End of this chapter)