How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1795 Sweet Marriage Chapter 356 Mr. Nan will kick her aside in a fit of anger.

How many people have told her that the person Nan Mubai loves is Lin Wanqing?

Countless.

But there was never a moment like this moment that brought her such deep-rooted trembling.

It was as if a question that was constantly being raised was finally confirmed, and the sense of despair that was no longer able to refute and struggle was overwhelming.

overwhelmed her.

Before she could make any response, Nan Mubai had already got out of bed, and pulled Lin Wanqing's arm heavily with one hand, his handsome brows and eyes were stained with displeasure at some point: "Sister-in-law, you are sleepy, It's getting late, it's time..."

Lin Wanqing's slender and frail body trembled a few times, as if a dry leaf could no longer support her, she slumped into his arms.

Nan Mubai instinctively raised his hand to hug her, and seemed to feel that this was inappropriate, and subconsciously wanted to push her away from him, but from the corner of his eyes, he saw a few faint scars under her pajamas.

The pupils shrank sharply, and the arms holding her began to tighten unconsciously.

After a few seconds of hesitation, he finally hugged her horizontally.

The woman's delicate and weak body lay in his wide and straight arms, and the red and black colors collided with each other, rendering a thrilling picture.

"Xiao Man, she may be sick. I'll take her back to the bedroom and be back soon, huh?"

The man lowered his eyes to look at her, and she captured all the worry and tension towards Lin Wanqing in his eyes before he could restrain himself.

Hao Xiaoman suddenly thought viciously, if she recklessly said 'No! ', Mr. Nan will kick her aside in a fit of anger.

She heard her warm voice: "Of course, the patient is important."

As he spoke, he even thoughtfully opened the door for him.

The man and the woman in his arms quickly disappeared from sight.

Hao Xiaoman supported his waist with one hand, and leaned against the bedroom door, thinking a bit self-deprecatingly, after being a wealthy young wife for so long, she still hasn't learned a little bit of knowledge, politeness, gentleness and virtuousness. The cousin learned, but learned.

Nan Mubai said, send Lin Wanqing back to the bedroom, and she will be right back.

But the hour hand turned round and round, but the bedroom door was not pushed open from the beginning to the end.

The temperature that belonged to a man could no longer be felt, and the quilt was as cold as an ice cellar. She curled up and groped around the bedside with her arms, but she couldn't find the remote control of the air conditioner.

She tried to get up several times to find her, but every time she pulled the wound on her lower back, she had to lie down again due to the pain.

When the sky turned white, Nan Mubai finally came back.

He seemed to think she was asleep, and the sound of opening and closing the door was very soft. After opening the quilt and lying down, his thick eyebrows were unconsciously locked.

How can it be so cold?

The long arm stretched over her body, and quickly found her hand. The cold temperature seeped into the bottom of his eyes through the fingertips, creating a thin layer of frost.

If he hadn't seen her lying here motionless, he would have mistakenly thought she had been wandering outside all night.

Otherwise, how could the body be so cold?

The man's warm body leaned over, holding her two little hands with one hand, she seemed to be woken up, she rubbed her head on the pillow, but she didn't turn to face him, she just asked vaguely: "How is sister-in-law?"

"Fever, the family doctor is giving her an infusion, observe it first, and if it doesn't work, send her to the hospital." His voice was flat, and no emotion could be heard.

(End of this chapter)