Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 112 Anger Is Greater Than Fear

"Red" lips moved slightly, she seemed to want to say something, but she didn't seem to know where to start, and there were complex emotions in her eyes that even Feng Beiting couldn't understand for a while.

He leaned over to hug her, a little panicked, "Mianmian..."

Jiang Yimian buried her face in his arms, she suddenly raised her head and bit his shoulder.

He bit hard, without holding back his strength at all.

She bit it until she had no more strength, and her teeth were a little sour before she let go, and there was a faint smell of blood in her mouth.

Feng Beiting didn't hide, he didn't even struggle slightly, he just let her bite like that, stroking her lightly, like comforting a restless little animal.

And this uneasiness was precisely what he brought to her.

"You like me?" Jiang Yimian asked suddenly, her voice trembling.

"Yes."

"Will you do anything for me?"

"Yes."

"Then you will listen to me?"

"...except to let you go." Only this, he can't agree now.

Eyelids slightly closed, Jiang Yimian's brows were full of exhaustion and weakness, "I don't want to see you."

When she thought of him, her heart was filled with fear and anger, and she felt as if she was about to suffocate, just like when she was a child when those kidnappers pushed her head into the water tank.

Feng Beiting's hand holding her froze.

After a while, he withdrew his hands and stepped back, his eyes glanced at the servants at the restaurant door.

The maid immediately stepped forward, "Miss Jiang, I will take you to the bedroom to rest."

Wiping the tears off his face, Jiang Yimian turned around and followed the maid and walked out without looking back.

Feng Beiting looked at her back, and couldn't tell what he was feeling for a moment.

in fact……

He was a little excited.

Knowing that she was the one who kidnapped her three years ago, Mianmian was indeed a little scared, but more of it seemed to be anger, the anger of being deceived.

But who would compete with a kidnapper? If you cheat, you will cheat.

unless--

He already had an unusual meaning in her heart.

She could no longer see him as someone who had nothing to do with her.

Perhaps, she already has some feelings for him, but she doesn't know it, and he just found out.

Pressing the shoulder that had been bitten by her, Feng Beiting suddenly smiled, with a gorgeous smile.

Mianmian...

I also thought that love is deep and great. I told myself more than once, if you love each other, you will grow old hand in hand; if you miss it, I will protect you well.

But I don't think it's wrong for me to do so, and I don't think it's a mistake to fall in love with you.

So, we won't miss it, right?

*
Walking into the dark bedroom, the moment the door closed, Jiang Yimian slumped on the ground shaking her legs.

exhausted...

It was more tiring than her dissecting several corpses one after another.

Even though she was not imprisoned in the "little black room" this time like before, and even though she knew that the person who kidnapped her was Feng Beiting whom she was familiar with, the shocking feeling three years ago still couldn't be easily dissipated.

She is in a very complicated mood now.

Fear and anger took the main place, and other shocks and doubts also joined in the fun, exploding in her heart in a chaotic manner.

She sat on the ground with her knees hugged, staring at the emptiness and darkness outside the window in a daze.

The room was as dark as the outside.

She was immersed in the dark, trying to recall many things.

The story of their acquaintance was like a bunch of little grapes, gathering together purple mysterious coincidences, until the sunlight revealed their bunches of fruit.

From the very beginning, this fellow has been plotting against her!
He knows her preferences, her habits, and everything about her.

Miss Jiang knocked her head angrily, secretly thinking that she was still careless.

She had crossed all kinds of rivers, but she didn't expect to capsize in Feng Beiting's "gutter".

No wonder—

She just said, why did all the good things happen to her!

The evil fire in his heart had nowhere to vent, so Jiang Yimian took off his shoes and slapped the ground fiercely, pretending that he was slapping Feng Beiting's face.

Listening to the loud sound of the soles of the shoes slapping the ground, the anger in her heart was finally relieved, and she even felt a little bit of "twisted" pleasure.

But hitting and hitting, her movements gradually stopped.

She can't figure it out...

If Feng Beiting forcibly took her away today because Lin Sinan's call made him mad with jealousy, what about three years ago?

He kidnapped her for one night, and sent her back quietly the next day.

It was the same on Catalina Island.

What is he trying to do?
Moreover, both times he said a lot of nonsense.

He said those words with conviction, but she was confused.

It was also the time when he was locked up in his house.

She had no idea what his purpose was any more than she knew how to conduct a flea circus show.

The absurdity of the two incidents seemed to her the same.

Some thoughts that had appeared before flashed through her mind again.

Feng Beiting, he...

Surely there is some mental illness?

Because I didn't celebrate his birthday with him on time, and Lin Sinan's phone call afterwards, did he provoke him to get sick?
But when Miss Jiang thought about it, she became even angrier.

You can't kidnap others by the way when you are sick!

Pick up the shoes and continue to pump the floor.

Two maids stood guard at the door, looking at each other with doubts in their eyes.

Fourth Young Master didn't go in either, where did the voice come from?

Do you want to report to Fourth Young Master?
Just as he was thinking, he saw Feng Beiting walking over without making a sound.

The two maids lowered their heads in an instant, and they all turned into the same expressionless face as the prison temple, like the ones from "ctrl+c" and "ctrl+v".

"Fourth Young Master." Even the tone of voice was the same without any ups and downs, and no emotion could be heard.

Feng Beiting approached the door, and heard a "pop" sound inside without any surprise.

He was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly covered his lips and smiled softly, his eyes were as bright as before, rippling and beautiful.

Mianmian is so cute.

What to do, now he really wants to break in and hug her tightly...

The hand in the pocket of his trousers moved, he finally suppressed his inner impulse, waved his hand, and after removing all the servants, he took two steps back and leaned against the door panel, separated by a door, quietly Quietly accompany her.

He changed his clothes.

Thinking of the neat row of small tooth marks on the suit he just changed into, he unconsciously stroked the wound on his shoulder bitten by her, and his smile suddenly became dreamy.

The old man said that the delicate flowers in the greenhouse like those raised by Jiang's family were not suitable for him, and he thought it was ridiculous.

His Mian Mian is obviously a vicious little wild cat.

Usually lazily basking in the sun, hiding all her sharp little claws, but once someone touches her minefield, she will show her little claws and scratch your face every minute.

but--

He would be happy to spend it even if it was too scratchy.

To him, her every move is full of fancy and irresistible.

*
Jiang Yimian sat on the ground all night.

Feng Beiting stood outside the door all night.

But she doesn't know.

The first ray of light in the morning shone into the room, and she saw a set of pajamas neatly placed on the bed.

There is also a pair of ladies slippers beside the bed.

She pursed her lips and looked away, rubbed her numb and sore legs and slowly stood up while supporting the wall.

Dragging his tired body all the way into the bathroom, Jiang Yimian couldn't help but froze when he saw himself in a mess in the mirror.

Pale complexion, heavy dark circles under the eyes, messy hair blown by the sea breeze, still maintaining the mess of last night, and the clothes on his body are also wrinkled, like a refugee who "traveled into the Guandong".

Jiang Yimian refused to admit that the person in the mirror was herself.

Even if she is kidnapped, she has to be an exquisite hostage.

Besides—

The "kidnapper" provided her with very favorable conditions in this respect.

After walking out of the bathroom, she opened the wardrobe in the bedroom, and saw that it was full of clothes without any surprise.

She picked out a set of underwear, a casual shirt, and a pair of suspender jeans, and took these clothes into the bathroom again, and she couldn't help but curse a hundred times in her heart.

He scolded Feng Beiting 99 times and himself once.

While taking a bath, Miss Jiang discovered a problem in her mind.

She found that no matter here or at Feng Beiting's house, all the bathrooms did not have bathtubs, only showers.

And she never used a bathtub.

She dare not put herself in the water...

What Feng Beiting said was right, she was so afraid of the water that she panicked as long as the water was below her calves.

I still remember that once, her fifth brother took her to pinch her feet, and she kept staring at the water in the bucket while soaking her feet, feeling nervous.

After thinking about it a lot, when Jiang Yimian came out of the bathroom, the room was already filled with sunlight, shining golden enough to dispel all the darkness and coldness.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the waves of blue sea water in the distance.

Very beautiful.

She figured she'd appreciate it if she wasn't in the kidnapped situation she was in now.

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　　ps: Second update~
　　
　
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