Nangong Han held his breath tightly and stared at her with his cold black eyes. Suddenly, the corner of his mouth curled up. The moment the needle pierced his back, he turned around and grabbed her wrist.
Ling Ran glanced at the syringe in her hand and asked, "What are you going to do? Kill your husband?"
Xiang Yimo was so frightened that she took in a breath of cold air and bit her lip, "This... this, I am protecting myself. What if you show your bestiality again after a while and hurt me?"
"You're not afraid of the sky or the earth! How dare you be afraid of this?" Nangong Han pressed his palms hard, and her delicate hands creaked, as if her bones were about to be crushed by him.
"It hurts so much, let me go!" Tears welled up in the corners of Xiang Yimo's eyes.
"I didn't expect you to use such despicable methods!"
"How could I win you without some tricks!" Xiang Yimo faced the power and violence, and still refused to accept it.
"You can't beat me even if you try some tricks!" She squeezed hard with her big palm, and her hand was still swollen and blue due to lack of blood circulation. She let go of her hand in pain, and the syringe fell down.
Nangong Han picked up the syringe, and a drop of clear water slowly came out from the sharp needle tip, "What a waste it is. Do you want to come and taste this?"
"Don't you feel ashamed to deal with a weak woman like me?"
"Then how are you going to apologize to me?"
Xiang Yimo curled her lips and muttered reluctantly, "I'm sorry!" Her voice was like a gnat, and her breath was like a gossamer. When she heard it, she knew that she was perfunctory.
"Not sincere!"
"I've already said I'm sorry, but why is a grown man like you so petty and careless!"
"I caught you red-handed. Why are you, a woman, so unrepentant and so obsessed with love?"
"Then what do you think is a sincere apology?"
"Let's dance and enjoy!" Nangong Han put his hands behind his head, assuming a leisurely posture.
Xiang Yimo's eyes turned, "I have become a good person, I only sell my body, not my art!" She suddenly turned over, pressed him under her body, and took the initiative to kiss his lips. After some training from him, what did she know?
It was considered a kiss. She gently licked his thin lips and traced them slowly with the tip of her tongue, every detail. Although it was still a little green and clumsy, it was sweet and attractive. Her little hands explored and rubbed his body.
His strong muscles swam down, and with a flick of his fingertips, he untied the bath towel around his waist...
His deep black eyes gradually became covered with a layer of misty light. He suddenly hugged her tightly with both hands and responded to her passionately. Then he took over the control and hugged her slender waist. He rolled over and the two of them were in the same position.
Then reverse.
The scorching kiss was like a hot iron brand, leaving ambiguous red marks on her neck, collarbone, and chest.
When he was sinking into the delicious and sweet taste, Xiang Yimo's hands clenched the sheets as if in pain, slowly slid to the bed, reached under the mattress, and picked up another syringe. This time, she didn't
Without the slightest hesitation, it plunged directly into his back.
Nangong Han felt a twinge of pain, and then realized that he had been plotted. He frowned and shot her with venomous eyes, "You..."
"This is called a soldier who never tires of deceit!" Xiang Yimo stuck out his tongue.
Nangong Han saw through her trick and must have started to take it lightly. He was confident enough that this woman would never do it again and challenge his majesty. However, he did not expect that Xiang Yimo was not afraid of him at all.
She had a fighting spirit that never gave up. She hid syringes in many corners of the room, ready to give him a shot anytime and anywhere.
"What medicine did you use?"
"Don't be nervous, it's just a little sedative!" She stole this from the medical station.
Xiang Yimo pushed away Nangong Han, who was gradually losing consciousness, climbed out of bed, and put on the stolen nurse uniform. Because there were many Nangong Han people outside, she had to dress up in disguise, so she chose a gorgeous burgundy uniform.
She put on lipstick to hide her haggard face, turned her head and glanced at Nangong Han who was lying on the hospital bed, and then a sly smile bloomed on her face.
The sedative took effect very quickly, and Nangong Han soon fell into a coma. He slept so deeply that he was like a dead pig being slaughtered.
"I didn't expect that one day, you would actually fall into my hands!" Xiang Yimo looked embarrassed. After being oppressed by him for so long, he finally stood up.
Thank you very much for taking care of him during this time. Of course I will leave something to express my gratitude!
Even if you have to leave, you must leave with dignity!
Xiang Yimo picked up the lipstick and approached him...
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early morning.
A ray of clear sunlight penetrated the glass window and slanted into the ward. It fell on a messy bed, on which lay a beautiful man. He was naked and sleeping peacefully, just like a statue carved by a master.
As soon as Nangong Han opened his eyes, he saw two smiling faces.
"What are you laughing at!" He scolded angrily.
"Cough! Cough!" Butler He coughed lightly, hiding his smile, "Master, my wife left a letter and ran away."
"Leave a book and run away?" Nangong Hanjian frowned, this woman is getting better and better at playing, "Where is the book she left behind?"
"You can see it if you lower your head."
Nangong Han lowered his head, his face immediately turned blue and black, the veins on his forehead popped out, and the blood all over his body surged up.
A row of strong and powerful characters were written on his muscular chest with bright lipstick, "Fuck you seven times a night, I won't serve you anymore!"
"Han, you are so energetic that you scared your wife away." Teng Yue couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed wantonly.
Nangong Hanhan glanced at him, with a gray face, and smeared the oily lipstick on his chest with his hand.
"Why are you wiping it in a hurry? It would be better if you left it alone."
"Keep it for you to admire and laugh at?"
"Of course not, wouldn't it be better if Little Momo licks it off!"
"This is a good idea!" Nangong Han stood up immediately and roared violently, "Old He, why are you still afraid? Why don't you go investigate her information quickly? I must catch her back!"
Sigh... It seems that the whole city's operation to catch his wife has begun. I wonder if Xiang Yimo can escape from the clutches?
This time, she had completely angered the lion. If she couldn't catch it, she would do it. If she was caught, Xiang Yimo's fate would definitely be quite miserable.