The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 608 The Wife
I gave him a blank look and said, "Go out. Don't delay my medicine."

He came over instead, got down on one knee and grabbed my calf.

I was taken aback, and quickly shrank my legs: "What are you doing?"

"Help you with the medicine." He pressed my knee, lowered his head and pressed a kiss on it, and said, "My Lady Queen."

He suddenly made me feel very awkward, "Don't call me that, and you don't have to."

He smiled, ignored me, and opened the medicine box instead.

I couldn't resist him, so I didn't move, just looked at him like this, and I really wanted to know what he was thinking now.

After being silent for a long time, he asked, "How many men do you have?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"It's nothing." He raised his head and gave me a meaningful look: "I think we should use condoms."

I said, "Isn't it too late for you to say this now?"

"I didn't say me," he said.

I didn't say anything, just looked at him.

After a while, his tone became more relaxed: "People like Mr. Mo and Miss Feng are mostly sick. As far as I know, they are also infected. You should avoid dealing with them."

I said, "You're not much cleaner."

He glanced at me again: "I'm not sick."

I said, "Let go."

"The reason why your sister designed you in this way is because you are always with them and have a good reputation." Instead of letting go, he insisted on telling me: "Even if she does it, you can sue your father There, your father won't be too shocked, anyway, you always mess around like this yourself. If you have a better reputation and clean yourself up, his attitude will definitely be better than now."

I said, "Let go."

He stopped talking and looked up at me.

I got annoyed and tried to free my leg, but he clenched it before me.I became more irritable and pushed towards him fiercely.

His injury has not healed, and he has been overdrawn in the past two days. I kicked him until he sat on the ground, so he let go.

I stood up and looked at him, pointed to the door and said, "Get out."

He frowned at first, then smiled after a while, sat on the ground in a leisurely manner, and said, "If you don't want me to misunderstand you, don't hang out with them all day."

"Who do you think you are?" I asked, "What right do you have to misunderstand?"

The smile on his face froze, his brows furrowed: "Su Lingyu."

Not wanting to see him, I turned and walked towards the door, straightening my nightgown.When he put his hand on the doorknob, his voice came from behind: "Where are you going?"

"Mr. Mo's party."

I went out to get my mobile phone and dialed the assistant's number, who just said: "Boss, what just..."

The phone was snatched again, and this time it was smashed directly into the TV, making a loud noise.

I stared dumbfounded at the instigator, Fanyin, and was about to ask questions, when I saw him raise his hands in fury, as if he was about to strangle me to death at any moment.I quickly shut my mouth, couldn't help taking a step back, and my legs were a little weak.At the same time, the hand he was about to slap me dropped and grabbed my arm instead.

I didn't dare to resist, and was dragged to the bed by him, and then he let go and turned around.

I hurriedly got out of bed when I saw this, but he stopped abruptly and ordered without looking back: "Stay!"

I paused momentarily and watched him go into the bathroom.

Of course I couldn't just stay on the bed obediently, I hurriedly opened the drawer, opened the box inside, took out the pistol, quickly loaded the bullets, and was about to get out of bed when Fanyin came out with the medicine box.

I quickly pointed my gun at him and said, "Don't move!"

He stopped.

As I got out of bed, I pointed a gun at him.I found that the door between the room door and the bathroom was too close and had to be quick to get there because he reached out very quickly.

After all, Fanyin was pointed at by the gun, so he stood there, motionless, looking at me coldly.

I walked slowly to the door, and just as I turned the doorknob, Fanyin suddenly reached out to me, and I hurriedly pulled the trigger to try to load the pistol.But I didn't succeed. I didn't even see how he was doing it. I felt a sharp pain in my wrist. There was a click, and the gun was pointed at my forehead.I froze subconsciously, Fanyin stood in front of me, holding a pistol, and said expressionlessly: "Go back to bed."

I had to go back to bed and sit. He came over with a pistol and a medicine box and said, "Lie down."

I lay down obediently, and he sat down again, opened my legs, and began to apply the medicine.

I saw that he had a pistol in his hand, and he could take it away as soon as I reached out. I wanted to reach out to take it several times, but the pistol was safe, and it needed to be loaded immediately when I took it. My hand was unstable and it was easy to fire.And the bolt was tight, and my wrist was still hurting, so I couldn't point the gun at him faster than he would snatch the pistol after I finished loading it.Thinking about the way he raised his hand just now, and thinking about his means, he still gave up.

Now I really regret it a bit. Fortunately, I am stronger than him. As long as I am not in such a physical situation, I will not suffer.

After I thought about it for a while, he had already applied the medicine, pulled the quilt over me, and his expression softened: "Sorry."

I tentatively asked, "Are you angry again?"

He glanced at me and said, "If you don't want to be beaten, don't mention those people named Mo again."

Naturally, I didn't dare to argue with him, so I lowered my eyebrows and said pleasantly, "Got it."

Then he kept silent, just sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me.

I didn't want to meet his eyes, so I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

I don't know why things have become like this, why can't I get along harmoniously with Fanyin in various states?

After a while, he asked, "Hello?"

I didn't say a word, intending to continue pretending.

He started pushing me and kept yelling, "Hey."

I got annoyed, opened my eyes and said, "I don't call hello!"

He smiled, "Then what should I call you? I can't still call you Miss Su."

"Why not?"

"It's too unfamiliar." He said: "After all, the relationship is already very close."

"Just Miss Su." It's better to remain unfamiliar.

He ignored me and narrowed his eyes: "You call me Yinyin, what do I call you? Yuyu is a mouthful, how is Lingling?"

"Not much." I said, "Just Miss Su."

He was obviously unwilling, so he changed the topic directly: "No wonder your subordinates all have ED expressions on their faces. It must be very hard to face a boss like you who has unreasonable attacks all day long."

I said, "I'm having a fit because you said something you shouldn't have said."

"What should I say?" he asked.

I close my eyes again.

In fact, there are not many people who are clean and self-sufficient in the circle, but just like I like Fanyin, a pervert who hits me, it belongs to the category of private life, and I was not invited to try it.If I don't associate with others because of these personal hobbies, I won't do business.

I know that I have been criticized for this, but I don't care about it, because I have always been criticized for living, and I can't stop others from judging me.

But I thought Fanyin would not say that at least, he clearly understood me.

So, those words were like knives, and I suddenly started thinking, without memory, is he still the same him as I knew?If you don't consider him as Fanyin, this man in front of me thinks I'm old, ugly, fierce, bad, with a stern face like a widow, like a dominatrix, with skin like sandpaper, who lowers his head, is a masochist, and has a rough private life Is it really what I want?

When I think about it, I feel so empty.

The urge to be with him again faded, so I decided to contact old man Fan to get him away.The old man must cooperate with me, because I haven't paid the 3000 million.

Fanyin didn't speak for a long time, and I tried to fall asleep, but I couldn't sleep because of the fear, and finally opened my eyes, expecting that he was no longer in front of me.

But anticipation is just anticipation, he is still there, sitting there looking at me.

I rolled my eyes to look at the watch, and found that it was already [-]:[-]. When I saw the TV with the black hole exposed, I felt depressed again.

After I finished the circle, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and I turned my head to see Fanyin's face.

He was staring at me, blinking with the excitement of a child hiding something and longing to be found.

His upper teeth bit his lower lip lightly, as if he was forcing himself not to speak.

This demeanor appeared on a mature man, which was naturally too disobedient, so I was stunned, looking into his eyes, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Finally, he narrowed his eyes, and the joy was so real: "Wife!"

I froze, unable to give any response.

"Wife!" He held my hand, as if reunited with me after a long absence, and reached out to touch my cheek: "What's the matter with you, wife?"

He called me several times in a row, and I finally recovered from the shock: "Yinyin?"

He made his mouth small, and laughed on that small basis. This expression was what he used to play tricks on me, like a child.

It's hard for me to react any more, just looking at him like this, there is a huge blank in my mind.

He finally paid attention, and restrained his smile: "My wife?" He asked with concern: "What's the matter with you?"

I just came back to my senses: "You are... Xiao Tiantian?"

"That's right." He was also a little nervous: "My wife, what's the matter with you?"

"I……"

I am speechless again.

Britney appeared, which means he still has two personalities.

This……

While I was in a daze, Fanyin became even more anxious, grabbed my arm and said, "Honey! You..."

I screamed and opened his hand.

He was stunned.

I didn't speak either.

I don't know why, the moment he held my hand, I suddenly felt particularly resistant.It felt like an electric shock, which made people very uncomfortable.

Fanyin stayed there for a long time before returning to his senses, tears welled up in his eyes, and said, "My wife..." His mouth was also flattened, "What's wrong with you?"

I didn't speak, and quickly opened the door and rushed towards the phone. Although the gun was still in his hand, I couldn't care less.

I picked up the phone, dialed the number and rushed into the bathroom, locking the door.

(End of this chapter)