After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

"The quality is not good, I will go to that company tomorrow!" the man said.

Nanhuang knew what he was worried about.

He doesn't want to have children.

Nanhuang touched his head and comforted him: "It's okay, I can take medicine."

"Taking medicine hurts your body." Rong Wuye said apologetically.

Nanhuang smiled slightly, raised his upper body, and touched his head lovingly. "fine."

Rong Wuye looked apologetic and felt irritable. He left the room again, lit a cigarette and made several phone calls.

Nanhuang still wanted to sleep in a daze, but felt that the man was approaching her again.

His voice was low and sexy, with a strong indescribable masculine charm. "Bao'er, 72 hours."

"Huh?" Nanhuang didn't realize what he meant for a while.

"The drug's effect time is 72 hours." He charmed her, "It's ten o'clock in the evening now. Continue counting for 70 hours. Honey, let's take the medicine later. Huh?"

Nanhuang came to her senses and looked at him with hazy eyes.

Drowsily, she opened her eyes and saw that it was already dawn.

Its daybreak. Rong Wuye fed her porridge and eggs. When her legs were weak and she wanted to put on clothes and go out, he once again tied her in his arms and kissed her domineeringly.

Nanhuang only felt that her waist was too sore and painful.

The man rubbed her waist while she was sleeping on her stomach. When she woke up and wanted to get up, the man kissed her until she fell asleep.

The past few days have been very absurd.

Nanhuang complained angrily to him. Rong Feng only admitted her mistake, which made Nanhuang punch the cotton in anger.

Even though he was usually rebellious, he was still very well-behaved in front of her. I don’t know what happened this time, why it suddenly stopped.

72 hours finally passed, and Rong Wuye handed her the birth control pills and water sent by the housekeeper.

Even though the man had been arrogant for three days, he didn't dare to make any mistakes in front of Nanhuang at this moment.

"Be good, take the medicine." He coaxed softly.

Nanhuang glared at him extremely weakly. His voice was dry and hoarse: "I won't eat."

The man's arrogance was completely gone, and even his ears seemed to have been pulled down. "Bao'er, be good, take your medicine, okay?"

Nanhuang stared at him.

The man's scalp was slightly numb, but he said regretfully: "It won't happen like this again."

His dark eyes looked into hers. "I will never...never make the mistake of asking you to take medicine again. I will definitely not hurt you again. I swear."

Nanhuang stared at the water and medicine with a deep expression.

Because of the curse, he was very resistant to children.

Thinking of this, Nanhuang pursed her lips slightly and took the medicine in front of Master Rong Wu.

Just as he was about to stand up, his legs were so weak that he almost fell to his knees.

The man grabbed her waist and held her on the bed.

The gentle voice said seductively: "Have another night's rest and go out again tomorrow. Be good."

As he spoke, he gently touched her head.

"Let go!"

Nanhuang's back ached, and he almost felt like he was no longer his own. She gave up going out and lay back on the bed. Stay away from the beast on the other side of the bed.

I slept with a sore back all night.

Opening her eyes, she saw the sun outside the house.

The girl glanced at the sun twice, then covered her face in the pillow.

She simply couldn't face the absurd memories and the absurd 72 red-faced hours.

"Are you awake?" The man entered the room carrying breakfast.

Nanhuang slumped in the pillow and said dullly: "I don't want to drink porridge or eat eggs!"

The man smiled hoarsely and said, "Today is thin noodles, do you want to eat them?"

"No..." Nanhuang stayed in the pillow and didn't want to come out.

"You'll be hungry if you don't eat."

He took the girl out of the bed, hugged him, and coaxed: "I'll feed you. Huh?"

Nanhuang was reluctant and turned her face slightly. After Rong Wuye fed her several times without success, he bit off the noodles himself. When he wanted to feed her mouth to mouth, Nanhuang finally gave up.

She got up to eat noodles.

She ate the noodles honestly and slowly. The pain in her waist made her whole body uncomfortable.

This beast!

She had exhausted a lot of energy. After eating the noodles, she went back to sleep. It was not until noon that she felt that she had regained some strength and energy.

She got out of bed and went to the bathroom. In the mirror, she looked at herself covered in marks.

Pulling off the thin sling, he looked at his body.

He rinsed his face with ice-cold water, propped himself up in front of the sink, and breathed a sigh of relief with extremely complicated emotions.

Although she refused the absurdity of the past few days, she did not refuse it to the end. She was somewhat indulging in Rong Feng.

It's all because of that goblin, who has a handsome face and keeps bewitching her.

Physical pain is the price of this indulgence.

After washing up, I started to change my clothes for going out.

"Bao'er, want to go out? Where to go?" Rong Wuye asked.

Nanhuang glared at him and sulked without answering. She put on her sneakers, went to Rong Wuye's garage, picked a car and drove away.

Rong Wuye watched the car drive away with dark eyes, but did not stop it. His bony hands slowly took out his mobile phone, edited and sent messages.

Fifth Master: Bao'er, don't be angry, okay?

Fifth Master: You’re here, send me a message and tell me where you are, eh?

Fifth Master: I prepared the snail noodles you like to eat tonight. The chef at home made the snail noodles. You must come back to eat them.

Fifth Master: What should I do? I miss you now.

Think, think! indivual! ghost!

Nanhuang threw the phone aside angrily.

When they arrived at school, Nanhuang parked the car.

There weren't many things to do in the school, but she had to do some homework, and she had to contact the professor to choose a topic.

As soon as I got off the car, I felt my legs were sore and weak. Her feet stumbled and she could only hold on to the car to slow down.

Deadly.

Really terrible.

How does that bitch have such strong physical strength? !

After about ten minutes of relief, Nanhuang finally felt better.

She stood up straight, put her small bag on her back, and walked to the professor's office.

After choosing a topic, Nanhuang left the professor's office and walked in the huge Xicheng University.

Several students looked at her with strange expressions, and she felt a little strange in her heart when she happened to meet her schoolmate Cen Si.

"Senior! Senior!"

"Cen Si." Nanhuang said, "I just have something to ask you, and I feel like everyone looks at me a little strangely."

Cen Si trotted over and gasped: "Senior, I was just about to tell you this."

"What happened?" Nanhuang asked.

"Senior sister, do you know someone named Ye Xinyao?"

Nanhuang nodded. "What's up with her?"

"She is spreading rumors about you." Cen Si held her hand with an angry expression, "Follow me."

Nanhuang was dragged all the way by Cen Si to a small square outside the office building of the Academy of Fine Arts. A platform was set up in the square, and two cubicles were built behind the platform.

At this moment, Ye Xinyao took a loudspeaker and shouted loudly on the stage: "Ye Nanhuang, Academy of Fine Arts, calls himself Master Qinghuang? It's fake! It's all fake!"

"She is just an ordinary art school student, Ye Nanhuang! She is not Master Qinghuang at all! Her results in the three-school competition are all fake! She stole Master Qinghuang's works!"