"Yes, I am sick! I am a completely cold person!" Moran admitted openly.
If she admits it, he can stop touching her, and she doesn't mind admitting it.
Others may feel inferior to their coldness and think it is a disease.
But she didn't think so. She regarded this as her protective shell. She was happy that she was a cold person.
Qi Ruigang narrowed his eyes. His wife felt cold. No matter what you did, she didn't respond. This is a fatal blow to any man.
Who wants to hold onto a feelingless ice cube all day?
It's better to buy a few inflatable dolls and put them at home, then throw them away when you don't need them anymore.
If it were before, Qi Ruigang didn't care about Molan's feelings at all, he wouldn't have touched her, since he had a woman outside anyway.
But now, he has no interest in touching any woman, he just wants to touch her.
But she feels cold...
"Treat the disease when you get back!" He dropped the words, stood up and left angrily.
Moran curled his lips, as long as her disease could not be cured, he would never touch her in this life.
This is a private plane, but it is fully equipped.
Qi Rui just went out and didn't come back in again.
It wasn't until it was time to eat that he came in with a dining cart.
"Eat!" He ordered her with a bad temper. Then he placed the food on the coffee table, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and started eating by himself.
Moran was also hungry, so she didn't stop eating out of anger. She sat down obediently and picked up her chopsticks.
She knew that she was caught by him and the possibility of escaping again was very slim.
Although she is not afraid of death, she still cherishes life and does not want to end it prematurely.
As long as he doesn't touch her or torture her, she can live and wait for the chance to escape from him.
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Qi Ruigang has a big appetite and eats quickly.
He quickly ate a large bowl and put down his bowl and chopsticks.
Holding a glass of red wine, he lazily leaned on the sofa and stared at Moran with deep eyes.
Like an elegant cheetah, looking at its prey from a high position.
Moran ate slowly, and with him staring at her like this, she couldn't eat at all.
Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, she said calmly: "I won't eat."
"Eat up, otherwise you won't have another meal!" Qi Ruigang said unceremoniously.
Moran raised his eyes indifferently: "You keep staring at me, I can't eat it."
"I look at mine, and you eat yours. I look at you because I'm not full, and I don't mind you staring at me if you're not full."
"..." Did he regard her as food?
Moran didn't bother to tell him. She picked up the bowl again and quickly ate the remaining rice.
Qi Ruigang pressed the service bell on the wall, and soon someone came in to take away the tableware.
There is an air freshener installed in the room, so there is no smell of food left.
Moran got up and walked to the bed and sat down, away from him, planning to sleep.
Now that they were both on the plane, it was impossible for her to escape, and there was nothing to do.
She lay down and as soon as she pulled the quilt to cover her body, Qi Ruigang asked her: "When did it start?"
Moran looked at him in confusion.
Qi Ruigang's eyes were dark: "I asked you when you started!"
Feeling cold?
Moran lowered his eyes, when did he start?
It started seven years ago after he and Mr. Qi came back from a business trip.
Qi Ruisen's health improved a lot that day, but he still got out of bed and walked around despite the doctor's dissuasion.
He had several broken ribs, and his injuries were not healed at all. He couldn't move around at all.
When she went to visit him, she found that he was not in the room.