The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 56 Husband Shows You the Penguins

"Old Mister..." He made Fanyin so angry that he actually ran away?Then what should I do!

But he squinted his eyes and waved at me: "Bye bye, Lingling."

Fan's father ran away, and Fanyin and I were the only ones left in the ward.

He sat back on the chair, folded his legs, and asked, "What did you talk to him about?"

"Nothing to talk about." I said, "Talk about the things you haven't been fooling around with lately."

"He lied to you." He said disdainfully, "This old man thought he could check on me."

"It's okay." I suppressed my displeasure and said, "I don't mind this."

He didn't speak.

The knife didn't work, so I had to stick a fork into the big piece of pork liver and chew it with my teeth.

When he gnawed half of it, Fan Yin's voice came: "Can't you celebrate Valentine's Day?"

I look at him.

"But forget it." He avoided my gaze: "Just pretend I didn't mention it."

"Are you celebrating Valentine's Day?"

"but."

"Then why are you asking me?" He's not crazy, is he?No, he was a lunatic.

"Taking advantage of the high mountains and the long distance, I will let you die as a foreigner."

It doesn't take so much effort to kill me, so I asked, "Where have you been?"

He asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"I..." I said, "London."

"It's boring."

"Then Paris."

He raised his eyebrows: "Moulin Rouge?"

"That Venice!"

"It stinks."

I'm furious!

"Is Tokyo OK?"

"Too many people." He became irritable: "Forget it, I'll ask your best friend."

"Go and ask!"

I don't like going anywhere, and I don't mention it myself!Then I might as well not go.

He ignored me and asked, "Have you ever been to the African grasslands?"

"No."

"Antarctica?" He didn't know what he was thinking.

"also not."

"Do you like fishing?"

"so so."

"Choose one." He remained expressionless.

There are still more than ten days until Valentine's Day, and my body will definitely not be able to go to those places with harsh environments: "Where can I go fishing?"

"Amazon River."

Why didn't he just go straight for the shark!
"Can you choose a place with more beautiful scenery?" I was so entangled: "I just saved my life, how could I go to a place with such harsh living conditions."

"You said you haven't been there." He squinted at me.

"Yup!"

"Then what is your evaluation based on?" He asked coldly, "Heard or hearsay? Made it up?"

Bandit logic!

I said: "Go find someone else! I won't go!"

He is going to kill me.

"If you don't go, you have to go." He stood up: "I don't know how to compliment."

I grabbed his arm: "I haven't been there, but at least I know that Antarctica must be colder than Germany!"

"February is the warm season." He said disdainfully, "I'm uneducated."

"Where can the warmth go?"

"No more than minus forty."

I was speechless: "Isn't it cold?"

"It's just right to freeze to death." His tone can be described as bitter: "The corpse does not rot, and Snow White's treatment."

"There are so many wolves, tigers and leopards in the African grasslands!"

"There are no tigers in the prairie." He sarcastically said, "Did you pick your degree?"

"Then there are crocodiles in the Amazon, right?"

"Come on." He sternly said, "Pack up your things."

"What are you doing!"

"Leaving tomorrow." He suddenly pulled my hand away.

"Where are you going?"

"Antarctica."

Let me go to Antarctica less than a month after my miscarriage!

Sure enough, he was planning to let me die in another country.

I wanted to say something more, but he was gone.

I have nothing to pack, even the down jacket was brought by Uncle Lin.I don't want to clean up anymore, so the ghost went to Antarctica with him.

Early the next morning, I was about to get up when I heard the door open.The other party made no sound as they walked, so I guessed it was Fanyin.

It must have come to tell me to go, so I didn't go, I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.

When he was about to fall asleep, there was a sudden soft warmth on his forehead.

I almost opened my eyes, but fortunately I reacted quickly, so I had to hold the bed sheet tightly.

His lips stayed on my forehead for a long time.

Then I left, and soon after, I heard the door slam.

I quickly opened my eyes, but suddenly met his eyes.

This is definitely the gangster version, I recognize it.

I couldn't help but my hair stood on end, and I shrank my neck.

He pinched my jaw, closed his eyes, and kissed me.

I didn't dare to move, and I didn't want to respond.He kissed himself for a while, then let go, and narrowed his eyes: "Like a dead dog again."

He was obviously not angry, so I couldn't be scolded in vain: "You seem to be alive."

He laughed, kissed my lips again, and said softly: "Come on and recuperate, I, want, do, you."

"Go whoring." I said, "If you don't have any money, there is a check from your mother in the nightstand."

"I just want to prostitute you recently." He sneered, then let go and stood up, buttoning up his suit: "Gou Jian, the King of Yue, tried his best, Han Xin was humiliated by his crotch, and Wu Zixu tried to survive. Have you learned it?"

"Learned, what's wrong?"

"I want to take revenge," he pressed my head, curled the corners of his mouth, showing a perverted smug smile: "I have to bear it."

I bit my lip.

"Come on." He patted my head, turned around and took an apple from my fruit plate, pulled out a short dagger from his boot, and walked away while peeling.

bitch.

I had the urge to jump on him and tear him apart, but I couldn't.

He was right, if you want revenge, you have to endure it.

I must kill him!
I spent the morning calming down from my anger and thinking about revenge.

Fanyin actually came again at noon, wouldn't you be urging me to go to Antarctica?

I was so scared that the hairs all over my body stood up, but he threw the food box in his hand on the table and said, "My dad gave it to you."

When I opened it, it was pork liver again.

"Although the old man did it with his own hands, you'd better understand," Fanyin sat on the chair, folded his arms and said proudly, "That's not your father."

"Why do you say that?" I tried to make my attitude better.

He smiled and said nothing.

I said, "Your father is grateful that I stay by your side, and he also loves his grandson. The old man has a conscience."

"Tsk tsk." He wrinkled his nose mockingly: "He is really a Bodhisattva."

"Did I said wrong thing?"

"That's right, I will definitely tell the old man what you said truthfully." His tone was extremely mean: "I can assure you that if you speak of him so well, he will definitely buy you a good sandalwood after you die." Fragrant wood is used to make the coffin, and the cemetery with the best Fengshui is selected, and people are sent to sweep it dozens of times a year."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"Say you are innocent." He smiled evilly: "Eat quickly, replenish more blood, and you will bleed in the future."

I clenched my fork tightly, so angry that I had no appetite at all.

I figured it out, he just came here to curse me.

I want to talk back, but I can't, I have to bear it.

Maybe my non-response made Fanyin lose the pleasure of being sarcastic about me, so he closed his mouth for a while and asked again, "Do you want to eat apples?"

"No apples," I said, "only pomegranates."

He squinted his eyes with a fierce look: "There are two more in the morning!"

"I'm done eating." Otherwise, where else can I go!
With a bang, he threw the pomegranate onto my lap, which hurt my thigh.

This fellow has a forced look on his face, probably the same as sending pork liver, it is the result of being forced by his father.

The pomegranate has been scratched a few times, but this one is not deep enough, and it can't be broken apart after a long time.I had no choice but to pick it with my hands, but the nails hurt so much that I had to put my fingers in my mouth and bite the nail cover with my teeth, which made it a little better.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Fanyin frowning, staring at the pomegranate in my hand.

I asked, "Why do you look like this?"

"I can't even open a piece of fruit." He narrowed his eyes and said in disbelief, "20 years of living in vain."

"Then try driving it!"

He raised his eyebrows: "Say it again."

I gritted my teeth and squeezed out a smile: "Then I won't eat."

He showed a threatening smirk, bent down and pulled out the short knife in his boot: "Okay, try it."

Ok.

I said, "Mr. Gong Gong Fan lent me the knife, and I will cut it myself."

"No." He still had that expression.

"Then husband, can you open a pomegranate for me?" You want to hear this sentence, right?
He gave a satisfied smile and held out his hand.

I gave him the pomegranate, and he smiled and broke it, but he didn't break it, and immediately frowned.

I laughed at him crazily in my heart, but I had to be sullen.He glanced at me, re-strike with the dagger, and said, "Dish."

There was a small bowl in the bedside table, I took it out and put it on the table.

He began to pick out the pomegranate seeds, and they were all intact and beautiful.This must have been forced by his father. He picks one and I eat one, and picks two and I eat a pair.Suddenly I heard his low growl: "The surname is Su!"

"What's the matter!" Shocked me!
His face was burning with rage: "Are you uneducated?"

"What's wrong with me?" I didn't babble again, how could I be uneducated?

He pressed the pomegranate on the table with a bang and stared at me.

Okay, I get it now.

I picked up a pomegranate, picked out one, and put it in a bowl: "Eat it, don't be angry, it's childish."

"It's not childish." He said as he tossed the pomegranate seed into his mouth, "It's parenting."

Huh?
I leaned over and asked, "Husband?"

He glanced at me: "Huh?"

"Which one are you?"

He leaned over, narrowed his eyes, and smiled evilly: "I've always wanted to tell you that your voice called C is so attractive."

"you--"

"Peel the pomegranate." He suppressed his smile, leaned back on the chair and ordered.

I peel!

I peeled a big bowl for him, and he ate until sunset without giving me a single one.

Who is more uneducated!
It's so late, it seems that going to Antarctica is just talk.I was just rejoicing when someone knocked on the door suddenly. It was Ah Chang who came in and said, "Everything has been arranged, we will leave at nine o'clock."

"Yeah." Fanyin looked at me: "Is it packed?"

"What to pack?" I decided to pretend not to know.

"Go to the South Pole." He threw the last pomegranate seed into his mouth, stood up, touched my head, and smiled hypocritically: "Baby Xiao Lingling, my husband will show you the penguins."

(End of this chapter)