The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 57
I couldn't help being stiff: "Can't you go?"

"Okay." He clenched his dagger and bared his teeth.

It was minus [-] degrees and I didn't know what to wear to ensure that I would not freeze to death. No matter how I thought about it, I felt that he was deliberately harming me.

Achang said again: "Old man, please go get the food box."

"Go ahead."

"He said you must go yourself."

Fanyin showed an evil smile: "Tell him, I'm following his wishes to discuss the Valentine's Day trip with my little wife, so I have to ask you to do it for me."

Ha ha!

As soon as Achang left, I immediately asked him impatiently: "Did your father ask you to take me on a trip?"

"What do you think?" He glared at me.

"Does your dad know you're going to the Antarctic!"

"He thought it was Tierra del Fuego." He smiled strangely: "But then it's up to him."

"So you really intend to let me freeze to death there!"

"It's up to you to go." He smiled dignifiedly.

I?
"When did I say I was going to the South Pole?"

"You said you were lonely on Valentine's Day, and you hoped that I would accompany you." He got serious: "This is my plan. Penguins are very loyal birds to their partners. How romantic it is that you and I are in a group of penguins."

"I never said that." I have no interest in what he said about "romance" and he's trying to kill me!
"Then I don't care, who told you to be nice to that old man." He spread his hands: "Go get ready, of course, you can wear a hospital gown if you want."

I hurriedly called Uncle Lin and asked him to pack all the things to keep out the cold, such as cotton trousers, cashmere sweaters, and down jackets.After Lin Shu wrote it down, he asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Sir is going to take me to the South Pole."

"Antarctica!" It seems that Uncle Lin still doesn't know: "You just had a miscarriage, how can you go to such a cold place?"

"He insisted on taking me." I said, "Would you please tell the old man for me? He doesn't know yet."

"Okay... uh!"

"Uncle Lin!" I yelled out loud.

There was a rustling over there, and Uncle Lin's voice came again: "This is absolutely impossible."

"What just happened?"

"It's okay," said Uncle Lin, "Actually, Antarctica isn't too cold. Since I took you there, it must be just for sightseeing. The scenery there is beautiful and can purify the soul."

Well, Uncle Lin must have been threatened.

I have been trying to find a way to sneak out of the hospital, but to no avail. At 08:30, someone came to the villa and handed me the box, which was full of winter clothes, and even the mask was made of cotton.Among them was a penguin onesie, the ugliest and the thickest.

The doctor also came to ask about it, and expressed firm opposition at first, but when he heard Fanyin's order, he also brought me some medicine, and left worried.

At nine o'clock, Achang came and said, "Let's go."

I was wearing a down jacket, and I still felt cold when I went out. It was only five degrees below zero today.

Fanyin smoked with the car window open, and the cold wind kept pouring in.Of course he didn't care, and he was only wearing a single coat.I used to dare to do this, but now I'm really too imaginary.

I was so cold that I didn't dare to show my neck, and Fanyin asked me a question: "Pilot?"

"what?"

"The mask is off." He glanced at me.

"Cold mouth."

"People warm their legs, dogs warm their mouths." He didn't know where he learned it.He didn't insist: "Do you have any documents?"

"No." Definitely let me fly, I don't have that ability.

"Oh." He said, "Then I'll get you a fake one. You fly to Buenos Aires first."

"Fanyin!" I took off my mask.

His eyes narrowed: "What do you call me?"

"Call you Fanyin!" Ren what Ren?I can't help it! "I'm not going to the South Pole, and I'm not flying! I'm going to tell your dad!"

"Why didn't you tell my mother?" He sneered calmly: "Divorce, get out, huge alimony. Dignity, freedom, happiness, choose your life again. She will give it to you."

My heart beats fast with anger.

He took a deep puff of the cigarette, turned his head and sprayed it out: "It's not good to like someone, but I just like a coward."

"Who do you call a coward?"

"Your husband." He threw away the cigarette butt and leaned back.

I deliberately waited for a while before saying, "Husband."

"Huh?" He reacted after agreeing, and glared at me: "Tired of work?"

"What?" I pretended not to know: "I mean you should smoke less, it's not good for your health."

He snorted coldly.

Anyway, I took advantage of it, and I felt more comfortable.

I really want to record his current appearance so that I can show Xiao Tiantian.But I don't have a mobile phone either, so I just watch it.

But I really hope that Britney is back now, so I don't have to go to Antarctica.

All the way to the airport.

Fanyin didn't insist on me flying, so I ran to the cabin.

Fanyin's private jet is indeed a Gulfstream, and the interior is very luxurious, with restaurants, bars, bathrooms, chess and card rooms, study rooms and other facilities. Of course, the safety is also top-notch.Except for the training aircraft, I have only touched a few civil aviation models produced by Boeing, and it is a lie to say that I don't want to touch them.

This little emotion was also discovered by Fanyin: "Try?"

"My technique is not good." I said coyly, "It will be dangerous."

"It's okay." He bared his teeth: "If you die, you will die first."

"It's really unnecessary..." My current physical fitness absolutely cannot fly.

"Go." He must have deliberately made things difficult for me.

I thought about it, sat next to him, hugged his arm: "Husband..."

He glances at me.

"Husband." I said, "You are the best."

"I'm a pervert." He positioned himself very precisely.

"You are the most perverted." This pervert, I will get it all back one day.As I thought about it, I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

He immediately pulled his arm out and pressed my back.He pushed me onto the couch as he kissed me on the mouth.

I endured it tenaciously until I heard the hatch close and the plane begin to slide on the runway.

Become!

I hurriedly pushed Fanyin, but when he failed, I bit him.He raised his head in pain, his face darkened.

"Husband, seat belt." I said softly, "The most dangerous thing is when you take off."

Fan Yin didn't move, and the flight attendant came over: "Mr. Fan, please fasten your seat belt."

Fanyin went back to sit down and put on her seat belt.

I put on my seatbelt, too, thinking about the most important question: What if he forces me to have sex?
What a terrifying possibility.

This time I will fly to Buenos Aires first, then fly to Fire Island, and then I should take a cruise.Although this possibility is very slim, I still hope that I can go with the group. In case Fanyin throws me in Antarctica or plays some other conspiracy, I still have someone to turn to.

Once you start cruising, you can unbuckle your seat belt and go for a walk.

Fanyin leaned against the back of the sofa and closed his eyes. He didn't move when I stood up, he might have fallen asleep.

I went to eat something first, and then went to the study to check the travel notes related to Antarctica.The trips to Antarctica are all in the warm season. Different travel reports report different temperatures, but none exceed minus fifteen degrees.It made me feel a little hopeful.

Of course, I also want to visit the cockpit. I didn’t go in because I was flying, but I think it’s really nice from the outside. For me, this kind of aircraft is equivalent to the fairy diamond in most women’s hearts. I don’t want to own it. It is enough to touch it in this life.

It must not be far from Buenos Aires to Fiery Island, how about I discuss it with Fanyin?

Just as he was thinking, heat suddenly came from his back.I knew who it was, and hurried forward, sticking to the wall all the way, his body was still stuck to my back.

I shrank my neck and heard him ask, "Want to try?"

"A little..."

He smiled and touched my waist with his palm.

I really guessed it!
"I, I, I can't."

"What is the long mouth for?" He seemed to have a deep obsession with it.

"don't want."

"Revenge." His hand moved down slowly: "Do you want me to teach you how to do it?"

"Let's talk about it." I'd rather chat here, it won't matter if I touch it twice, maybe he just wants to make things difficult for me.

"If you want to achieve the effect of revenge and minimize the loss at the same time. You must let that bastard replace me, and after replacing me, you must ensure that he can take over all my work smoothly." He squeezed tighter and tighter, and his palms were deeper and deeper, Kissed my neck and said quietly: "But no one wants him to stay, because he is not me, he doesn't even know my mother. He can't get any information, so his first step must be to imitate me , so that you can understand what I only know."

You are right...

"Let me tell you what you can do to help him." His tone was as if he was talking about love, gentle and lingering: "Your goal cannot be achieved by any physical means, and you can only fight psychological warfare with me. Therefore, you just You need to use all your ways to show that you love me, win my trust, become my wife, and give me a few more children. Then..." He suddenly smiled coldly: "You and your children, just They can all die."

I shivered, and was completely substituted into this idea by what he said: "Why is this?"

"Because there is no way to break the nerves more easily than the destruction of the family." He asked with a smile, "What do you think?"

I didn't think much of it at all.

But what he said made a lot of sense, which is the scariest thing about this idea.

"Why do you say that?"

"I'm just repeating your plan." He let go, leaned against the wall, tilted his head, and said with a smile: "Are you willing to be beaten passively like this, without doing anything?"

I thought about it and asked, "Are you scared?"

He was silent.

He must be terrified, otherwise he wouldn't have said it.I think it's a sign of lack of self-confidence as long as you say it.

This is a good sign, and I can just negotiate with him: "If you don't go too far, he and I won't have such thoughts. But if you treat me like this again... your plan is perfect. "

"It's perfect." He smiled leisurely: "Then come on."

"What?" His thoughts jumped too fast!

"Please me." He shrugged: "Annoy me all day, how can you make me like you?"

(End of this chapter)