Wang Fan brought Gong Feixue into the hotel and went straight to the big round bed.
Gong Feixue was already very weak. As soon as she touched the big bed, she let out a loud squeak and fell limply on the bed like a peeled egg. When she touched the wound, she subconsciously said "Uh huh huh"
groaning in pain.
Her soft and delicate body twisted slightly like a water snake, coupled with the sweat on her cheeks, and the moans she made.
This posture, this expression.
It's simply unbearable.
"Oh my, I'm not Liu Xiahui. Is it really okay for you to seduce me like this?" Wang Fan clicked his tongue in frustration, pulled off a large piece of bed sheet, and folded it into a strip of cloth.
Gong Feixue would definitely not dare to go to the hospital in this state, and there were no bandages in the hotel, so he could only make do with it.
"Ah, um, it hurts, it hurts so much." Gong Feixue was almost unconscious from the pain, clutching her waist with both hands, her seductive little mouth opened, moaning in pain, and her delicate body twisted even more violently.
The blood flowed out continuously, and in just a moment, most of the bed was stained red, which was shocking.
Seeing this situation, Wang Fan didn't dare to waste time. He stabbed and stabbed Gong Feixue's clothes to pieces, leaving only the bloody underwear.
After reciting the Calming Mantra silently three times, Wang Fan quickly took out a silver needle and pricked her waist a few times. He then took out a towel soaked in water to wipe away the blood near the wound, applied some medicine, and then began to bandage it.
I didn't know if it hurt, but Gong Feixue groaned in pain even more, and her slender legs couldn't help but kick hard, one after another.
At first glance, I thought it was Wang Fan who was forcefully doing what he was doing, while Gong Feixue was resisting violently, which was unbearable.
Wang Fan was a little depressed. He suddenly sat on Gong Feixue's lap and controlled her not to move. Then he stretched out one hand to cover her mouth tightly to silence her from moaning, and used the other hand to bandage it.
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Gong Feixue was suppressed by Wang Fan, and after two hard kicks, she lost all strength and passed out completely.
Wang Fan took a deep breath and quickly bandaged it.
The next day, when the bright sunshine hit her buttocks, Gong Feixue subconsciously opened her eyes.
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she suddenly saw Wang Fan next to her. When she lifted the quilt again, a look of shame and anger suddenly appeared on her pretty face.
At the same time, Gong Feixue also saw the torn clothes on the ground.
"Ah!" A scream pierced the sky. Gong Feixue took off the hairpin from her head and stabbed Wang Fan mercilessly.
Cruel! Decisive!
Wang Fan, who was having a sweet dream, sensed danger, reached out with his left hand, grabbed Gong Feixue's wrist, and then pulled with his backhand.
Gong Feixue, who was only wearing underwear and underwear, lay on Wang Fan's body with a face full of shame and anger, in an ambiguous posture.
However, she didn't dare to move.
Because the two fingers of Wang Fan's right hand were stuck in her throat, he could cut her throat with just a little force.
Wang Fan felt a wonderful touch and squeezed it subconsciously, then opened his eyes and looked at Gong Feixue.
Seeing this, he was a little dumbfounded, "Sister, what are you doing this early in the morning? In fact, you don't have to be willing to promise me, you can just give me money."
Gong Feixue's face was red. Although she was strong and domineering, she was still a woman. Being hugged by a man like this made her feel ashamed and angry like a little woman.
"You beast, scum, bastard!" Gong Feixue didn't dare to move, but was just ashamed and angry, "You don't count as a man when you take advantage of others' danger!"
Wang Fan became a little depressed, "Sister, are you still talking about your conscience? I saved your life last night and even bandaged your wound for free."
"If it weren't for me, even if you weren't shot to death randomly, you would still have bled to death, and your beauty will be gone!"
"I risked my life to save you, but you're not grateful, don't commit yourself to me, don't give me money, that's it, but you still call me a beast, do you still have a conscience?"
When Gong Feixue heard this, she was stunned for a moment. She seemed to have remembered what happened last night, but she was still a little angry.
"So what if you saved my life? You took my body while I was unconscious, and you're still a beast!"
Gong Feixue still seemed a little excited, pointing to the torn clothes on the ground and the sporadic blood stains on the sheets, "Don't make excuses, those, those, are all irrefutable evidence!"
Wang Fan was about to cry but had no tears. He jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it away. "The clothes were torn to bandage your wounds, and the blood stains were also left by the wounds on your waist."
Wang Fan said, and couldn't help but point at the space between Gong Feixue's legs, "If you don't believe me, just feel it. It really hurts there?"
When Gong Feixue heard what Wang Fan said, she immediately felt something and even twisted her body. Not to mention, it really didn't hurt.
Wang Fanke is in trouble. It's so early in the morning when a fragrant beauty is twisting her body on top of you. Who can bear this?
Gong Feixue soon realized that she had really wrongly blamed Wang Fan, but when she thought that Wang Fan could hold back in the face of such a beautiful woman like herself, she couldn't help but feel a little contempt and cursed secretly, "Nothing better than a beast."
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He was scolded, but when he thought of Wang Fan risking his life to save himself, and of Wang Fan not taking advantage of others' danger, Gong Feixue couldn't help but be moved, and she also developed a strange feeling for Wang Fan.
As soon as the impression changes, the feeling begins to be different, as if the body begins to heat up.
"I..." Wang Fan became even more depressed and was about to retort when Gong Feixue suddenly pressed on him and kissed his mouth.
For a time, the room was filled with life and fragrance.
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Two hours later, Gong Feixue went to the bathroom with a satisfied look on her face, while Wang Fan looked depressed and didn't want to move.
This woman is so terrifying.
"What kind of shabby hotel is this? There is so little toothpaste and there is no water in the shower. I want to call and complain."
Within a minute, Gong Feixue walked out angrily and picked up the phone.
Wang Fan was startled and quickly pressed her hand, "Sister, we came in secretly and didn't register. It would be nice to have some accommodation. Let's not be so demanding, okay?"
"Wait here for a while. Don't go out and don't make a sound. I'll buy you clothes and I'll be back soon." After Wang Fan finished speaking, he got dressed in a few seconds and was about to jump out of the window and leave, but was stopped by Gong Feixue.
"Why, after eating and wiping clean, you just want to pat your butt and leave?" Gong Feixue stopped in front of Wang Fan and stretched out a hand, "You can go buy clothes, but leave your phone."
Wang Fan wants to cry but has no tears. Is he like that kind of person?
Looking at Gong Feixue's strong eyes, he finally left the phone behind and jumped out of the window.
Gong Feixue looked at Wang Fan's leaving figure, walked to the window, and took another look at the protective fence that was opened with great force, shrewdness flashing in his eyes.
"What a mysterious man. I didn't expect such a person to be hidden in Jinzhou City. Maybe he will be my noble man."
As Gong Feixue murmured, an unfamiliar cell phone rang. She was stunned for a long time before she realized that it was Wang Fan's cell phone.
I glanced at the caller ID.
"Song Rumei."
Gong Feixue narrowed her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth in a charming arc, and answered the phone.
"Wang Fan, where are you? Get back to the company within half an hour!" As soon as the call was connected, a cold voice came.
Gong Feixue's eyebrows arched, and her voice suddenly became coquettish, "I'm sorry, Brother Fan is sleeping. I'll tell him when he wakes up."
After saying that, bang, I hung up the phone directly.
Silverland Group President’s Office.
Song Rumei's face turned pale as she listened to the blind tone on the phone!