After Shi Ying finished speaking, she strode out, leaving only a locked door to isolate her from his world; or maybe he hid her deeply and isolated her from the entire world.
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Shi Ying went to Mansion No. 8, which was the home his parents left in City A. Over the years, he would occasionally come back to play for a few days. The mansion was always kept under the care of servants and bodyguards. When Shi Ying came back, everyone was there.
Busy in front of and behind in waiting.
Shi Ying was cold and stern all day long, and the servants who served him were also frightened.
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In contrast, Yan Zhen, who was lying in the ward now and had just woken up from a comfortable sleep, had a face full of tenderness.
He looked at Si Jin, who was sleeping very sweetly beside him, and his eyes fell on the traces of lust on her neck. He recalled the soul-sucking moments before going to bed, and the corners of his mouth were brightly stained with a soft smile.
When Sijin was awake, there was only the remaining warmth left in the quilt next to her. She was about to stretch out when the mobile phone on the bedside lit up. She grabbed the mobile phone and squinted, shouting at the top of her lungs: "Sincerely, phone.
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Yan Zhi walked out of the washroom, half of his face covered in foam. He came over and looked at the caller ID, ignored it, lowered his head and kissed Sijin hard on the face, and continued back to the washroom.
"It's annoying, it makes people look so confused." Sijin complained behind Yan Zhi, then threw the phone on the bedside and continued to sleep with the quilt rolled up regardless.
After a night of fun, she felt like she was falling apart. The guy had plenty of ammunition this month. He was determined not to let her go last night because she had an injury on her leg. He was so happy with his monotonous posture that he made love to her.
Several times, she muttered dissatisfiedly: "A hungry wolf is as fierce as a tiger, so unlucky!"
As soon as Yan Zhi finished washing, the secretary immediately brought a change of clothes over.
He changed into clean clothes and returned to the ward. He glanced at Sijin who continued to sleep, walked to the sofa, rolled up his sleeves, and silently ate the breakfast brought by his secretary.
Sijin couldn't stand the fragrance that filled the room. She opened her eyes and looked at him while swallowing her saliva. Her voice was flattering: "Sincerely, I'm hungry."
"Didn't I feed you?" Yan Zhi smiled slightly, with a bad intention.
Sijin looked at him with a wolfish look in his eyes, and swallowed again with lingering fear: "I will continue to sleep, I'm not hungry."
After he was full, he answered a few phone calls, then lifted her quilt and tossed her restlessly, "Okay, get up."
"I'm really not hungry." Xijin Kugua emphasized with a face.
Thinking back to how irresistible he was last night, Sijin wrinkled her face, fearing that he would become interested again. He would not pamper her at all in bed, but would only torture her. Especially last night, she had not touched her for many days.
A woman is as serious as a beast. No matter how she begs for mercy or says nice things, he refuses to let her go. Time and time again, his control in this area is really bad, or he is deliberately causing harm, and her body is affected inside and out.
We all fell apart several times, and when I think about it now, I still feel itchy with hatred. In the past, she would have glared at him, but she was really not sure whether it would be rainy or sunny, so she acted rashly.
"I asked my family to send you your favorite Tremella and Lotus Seed Porridge."
"..." I told you earlier, Sijin blinked.
She immediately raised a smile and stretched out her hands to act coquettishly, "I have no strength at all, I can't even lift my hands."
Yan Zhen indulged her and held her in the water, coaxed her with nice words, gave her a bath himself, then pushed her in with a wheelchair and put her in the wheelchair. At this moment, the servant at home actually brought her.