Spoiled Wife: Husband, You're Enough

The wound on the young lady has healed for seven or eight points. The young master will not allow him to give up halfway.

"Go and tell him that I won't drink any more. I won't drink if I kill him." I didn't know before. She can drink it calmly, but now she knows that the medicine is full of his blood. How can she drink it? She would rather die than do such harm to him.

"Well, I'll tell the young master." seeing her look so firm, the sample knew that she had no way to convince her, so she had to leave the trouble to the young master to solve.

This night, the wind was a little cold, a little cold

Children's paintings did not lose sleep, but they fell into a dream all night.

In her dream, she dreamed of Han Yitian and the women around him.

She dreamed that they were very sweet and lingering together. They were doing things that made her envy, jealous and jealous. She saw a rare smile on his face. She saw a rare tenderness on his face. She saw deep feelings in his eyes that she had never seen. She hoped that the heroine in the dream was her, But I couldn't see the woman's face, even her side face.

All night, she struggled in her dream. She didn't want to do it anymore, but she couldn't wake up until it was bright and the smell of bitter medicine came. She suddenly woke up and put her hand on her forehead. Unexpectedly, her hands were full of cold sweat.

"You're awake," came a low male voice.

"It's you." the child picture looked up and found that the person who came in with the medicine was Han Yitian. Her face suddenly changed. Her whole body was like falling into frost. She sat up from bed and screamed, "Han Yitian, I said I don't want to drink the medicine. I don't drink it. You take it away."

"No, this is the last medicine. You have to drink it." Han Yitian put the medicine on the bedside table, reached out and lifted her sleeve, pulled off the bandage on it, and the wound was already seven or eight points better. If you drink it again, the wound will disappear completely, and even there will be no scars.

"Han Yitian, don't force me, I won't drink." that's his blood. She doesn't want to turn herself into a vampire. The bowl of dark medicine has become a bowl of dazzling scarlet blood in her eyes. She suddenly shook her head, pushed away his hand and wanted to escape from the other side of the bed, but her body moved and he saw her move, As if he had expected her to do so, he grabbed her foot with one hand, pulled her back, and then pressed his body on her to prevent her from escaping again.

"Ah... Han Yitian, let go of me. I don't want to drink your blood. Do you hear me? Let go of me... I don't want to drink your blood... Ah..." the child painting kept screaming and struggling. She refused him with her hands and feet. She didn't want to drink blood. She wanted to escape

"No, you have to drink. If your wound is not completely cured, it will relapse. At that time, you will think that you will die of bleeding." Han Yitian suppressed her with a strong high hiding body, and then tied her hands with a prepared silk scarf. His other hand is not well, so he can only do so.

"I'd rather die of bleeding than drink your blood. Han Yitian, let go of me... Let go of me... Did you hear..." the child painting struggled in horror.

"I'll let you go, but I have to finish the medicine."