Beiming Shaoxi clenched his weak hands into fists and forced out his roar: "I don't agree."
Asking him to give his wife a holiday and watch her fall into the arms of another man? He can't do it!
"Then there is one way, cold war, the deadline is forever." Ji An'an sneered, "Ye Chen, let's go."
"Where to go?" Beiming Yechen sat on the chair with a confused look on his face.
"I'm sleepy and want to sleep." Ji Anan turned around and walked out. Of course she would avoid suspicion and go to the guest bedroom.
I say this just to stimulate Beiming Shaoxi...
Beiming Yechen, however, was confused by the excitement, his blood was rising, and he felt like he was going to have a nosebleed.
After walking only a few steps, an ashtray fell at his feet.
He turned around and saw Beiming Shaoxi's face as terrifying as a demon from hell: "Brother, believe me, I have a limit and will not exceed it."
Ji Anan, who was walking at the door, sneered: "I can't guarantee it. After all, a woman like me is so hungry and thirsty that even I feel terrible when she goes crazy."
Beiming Shaoxi knew that she was blackmailing her and was determined to defeat her...
A gloomy voice came: "Two days."
"See you!" Ji Anan waved with his back and left the room.
"Brother, you have a good rest, I will go and persuade her right now..." Bei Mingyechen quickly caught up with her.
Just as the door was closed, a vase was thrown over and shattered.
The wound on Beiming Shaoxi's arm split open, causing him to break out in cold sweat from the pain.
The few servants who stayed in the room were too frightened to vent their anger...
The young mistress is gone, and this space instantly becomes so scary!
Ji Anan took out his ears and still had the strength to hit things, so the injuries weren't that serious!
Anyway, the old man ordered her to recuperate at home, and she wouldn't be able to leave the manor for a while, so she was slowly wasting away.
When his patience is exhausted, he will agree to her conditions.
Ji An'an was thinking this, and the servant's coaxing voice came from behind him: "Young master, you are so seriously injured, you can't walk around!"
Where does he want to go? It’s such a toss-up!
Ji Anan had already passed Beiming Yechen's room, so he pretended to go back and stood at the door.
His dark aura is approaching...
"Three days." His deep voice was like gravel, and he pressed one hand on the lock of her door.
Ji Anan's heart tightened slightly and he smelled a strong medicinal smell.
He was driven crazy by her torture, and the more he tried to catch her, the farther she went.
"Ten days, don't bargain with me anymore!"
Beiming Shaoxi pressed the door and stared at her sulkily, refusing to back down.
She could feel his heavy breathing, each inhalation and exhalation with difficulty, as if the air was so thin.
Even she felt suffocated
The two were in a stalemate for a while, with neither one willing to give in.
"Beiming Shaoxi, please let go, I want to rest!"
"One week, let's take a step back," Beiming Yechen said.
Beiming Shaoxi suddenly pulled her into his arms, as if the huge hollow body was filled in an instant. "In one week, you will do your duty as a wife!"
Ji Anan's body was hit hard into his arms, and he felt his wounds tightening painfully due to the collision.
"You agreed?" She was surprised. She thought he would wait for a few days. But he couldn't even wait ten minutes?
"We are still like before, pretending that nothing has happened." He held her tightly and breathed hot breath on her neck.
Does he have any intention of not agreeing? From the moment he fell in love with her, his soul was sold to the devil.