Chief husband, strong love!

Even if he didn't recover from a serious illness, he was just a normal person, not a machine.

“……”

The implication was that Su Yan couldn't speak at once.

Is this comfort?

How did she feel that hearing this comfort from him was even more frustrating.

Su Yan held his legs tightly.

Her body, which began to heat up, made her too stiff to move.

She has never heard of this medicine.

This is just the beginning.

Mu Beishen saw that she was still motionless and silent, and her feet were obviously not cured. "I'll find a doctor to deal with your injury..."

"No!" Su Yan almost blurted out.

She is so scared now that she doesn't know what will happen next.

If there's a third person here, she'll really run away.

Su Yan bit his lip and tried his best to restrain it.

Time seems to be static, so painful.

But in fact, only a few seconds later, she heard the man's magnetic voice, "come here."

"No!" Su Yan not only didn't pass, but moved to the side.

In fact, she is not afraid of him. What she is most afraid of is herself.

Mu Zhao's approach seemed to dig out and enlarge the side she hid the deepest in her heart and refused to face.

And her sober brain seems to let her look at these clearly.

If there is a smell of men around him, Su Yan's heart beats fast.

She clenched her teeth and whispered, "you go out."

In fact, what he said just now was right. Since Mu Zhao considered it carefully, he also said that he had changed the composition, it was impossible to make the effect too strong.

She's locked up in her room alone, and it won't do much.

"You can't make it by yourself."

Su Yan insisted, "I don't need your help. If you're really kind, you'll go out!"

The man suddenly gave a low smile.

His thin lips rose gently, raised his arm and fished the woman trying to stay away from him.

Su Yan was pressed under him before he could resist.

Mu Bei lowered his eyes and looked at her. He stretched out his hand to gently push away the broken hair in front of her forehead. In his sight, a blush on her cheek became more and more obvious.

"You know I'm not a good man, so you don't have to wear a high hat and say anything kind." His voice was low and dumb, his thin lips were next to her hot side face, and his big palm held her thin waist to stop her retreat. "Mu Zhao's way is really not my style, but I don't agree, it doesn't mean I don't want you."

He despised the practice of taking medicine, which was that she never thought of it when she was most unwilling to give in.

He wants a woman, so he doesn't need medicine to conquer it.

Moreover, for Su Yan, even now, he doesn't need to prescribe medicine to make her need him.

She didn't resist him physically, she just resisted in her heart.

"... asshole!" She really wanted to scold him, but even she heard a charming desire to refuse and welcome.

Su Yan didn't dare to speak anymore. He just wanted to cry.

She knew how much unhappiness was calculated for him.

The only person who really can't accept this thing is himself.

Even if it was Mu Zhao's own opinion, Mu Beichen accepted it without obstacles.

Otherwise, Mu Zhao didn't dare to do anything that would damage his interests.

The man kissed her trembling lips, put his other hand on the back of her head and whispered, "smoke..."

Su Yan's hands were hooked to his neck by him, and his legs were very soft.

Mingming just felt that he could resist everything. At the moment of his kiss, it seemed that all reason was about to collapse.