"Who are you? Watch your words!" Wei Nuan's anger has not subsided.
She felt that Feng Churui was getting weirder and weirder. When he was cruel, he was completely inhumane. Why were he pretending to be gentle, worried, and innocent here now?
"Is it possible that you are not mine?" Feng Churui chuckled and reached out to lift Wei Nuan's chin. Wei Nuan immediately took a step back to prevent him from touching her. What came to mind was what Feng Qinghan said.
Sentence: When my eyes heal, if you let him come, I promise not to beat him to death!
Feng Qinghan must be jealous!
Seeing Wei Nuan's rejection, and then thinking about Wei Nuan being almost raped by Yu Zhirong's men earlier, Feng Churui felt a surge of anger rising in his chest. This anger was somewhat inexplicable, and he couldn't tell what it was, but
Just angry.
"If I want you here, who do you think you belong to?" Feng Churui sneered.
"Oh, so what if you want me? I have always been my own. If you want my body, you can take it. But my soul, you can never take it away!" Wei Nuan said calmly.
The more a man like Feng Churui resists, the more his desire to conquer will be aroused. It is better to be more direct. Of course, Wei Nuan is still a little panicked. If Feng Churui uses force, today's fight will be
It's inevitable.
"Soul?" Feng Churui said these two words softly, seeming to be contemptuous, seeming to be mocking, and seeming to be helpless.
Just when Wei Nuan thought he was going to make some remarks, Feng Churui suddenly knelt down. Oh my god! Wei Nuan was shocked. He knelt down no matter what. There was no warning, so I asked her to
It doesn’t matter if you prepare a little bit, but you still have to act like a queen mother, right?
"Feng Churui, you don't need to give me such a big gift, I'm not used to it." Wei Nuan looked down at Feng Churui.
But he soon discovered that something was wrong with Feng Churui. His hand was pressing on his own heart, as if he was in pain. What was going on? He had a heart attack? It didn’t look like that. If he had a heart disease, how could he still be there?
Able to exercise vigorously.
"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Wei Nuan knelt down.
"Come here!" Feng Churui shouted, but his voice was no longer right.
Someone rushed in immediately, and when they saw Feng Churui's appearance, they immediately went to help him, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Two people helped Feng Churui up, one rushed out to call for help, and the other stood aside as doorkeepers, all looking at Wei Nuan with a fierce expression, thinking that Wei Nuan had done something to Feng Chu Rui.
Wei Nuan shook her head innocently, "It's none of my business. I didn't do anything."
Soon a man about forty or fifty years old rushed outside to check Feng Churui, "My lord, you are poisoned!"
"Can you solve it?"
"It won't be cured for a while. This poison is quite powerful."
"What will happen if you can't solve it for me?" Feng Churui was still calm at this time.
Wei Nuan somewhat admired him, even though he was like this, he could still talk like this.
"The angina will continue, but I won't die in a short time."
"Go prepare the antidote immediately!" Feng Churui would definitely not ask Yu Zhirong, wouldn't that expose his identity?
"Feng Churui, a big shot like you doesn't have something that can detoxify hundreds of poisons?" Wei Nuan thought of the antidote holy product that Feng Churui gave her earlier. He should have something like that himself.
However, Feng Churui looked at her coldly, "How could I be poisoned?"
"You ask me how I know?" Wei Nuan rolled her eyes, but a scene suddenly flashed through her mind. Could it be that time?