Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

But the man was indifferent, as if he would not stop until he sucked her blood dry.

As time went by, every minute and every second was painful. The blood in her body was sucked away a little bit. She felt that she was about to die.

The body floats lightly, and the two eyelids begin to fight powerlessly. Finally, they close heavily and can no longer lift

"Yan Yan? Yan Yan!" Nie TingYang shook her vigorously, raised his hand and patted her white face, "Yan Yan, wake up, wake up!"

Yan Yanfang Buddha wandered in the boundless darkness and couldn't find the direction, but his eyes suddenly lit up!

"Hiss..."

She took a sharp breath and opened her eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he looked at the man's anxious face, but it was only a moment. The cold covered his anxiety, "I thought you were dead!"

"Nie TingYang, you bastard..."

Before she finished, Shengsheng cut off her words. She was so angry that she stared at him, asshole, vampire!

Nie TingYang raised his hand and wiped the blood on his lips. After wiping it off, he even put it in his mouth and sucked it. It seems such a delicious waste. It's a pity, "without pain, you won't have a long memory. Remember, if you make me angry in the future, it's not just such a light punishment. Be obedient. I'll be very good to you. If you don't listen, I have a way to make you obedient."

"Aren't you afraid that I have an infectious disease?"

"I've done everything. Are you afraid to drink some blood? I'm a doctor and I'm guarding the hospital here. If I'm really sick, I can treat it in time. The wife doesn't have to worry about it."

In fact, when Yan Yan was brought into Nie's Hospital for the first time, Nie TingYang had someone do a comprehensive examination for her, from the inside to the outside. Otherwise, would a clean person like him really touch a woman so easily? Especially a woman who just came out of prison, it's impossible!

After wiping his mouth, Nie TingYang raised his hand. Yan Yan subconsciously dodged, but he pinched his jaw with his big hand.

"Don't move!" he drank and looked at the wound he had bitten. The blood was still flowing out. It seemed that he needed to deal with it.

Yan Yan stared at her resentful eyes. If the eyes can kill, she vowed to cut him into pieces and feed him to the dog!

After he went out, he came in again, holding the medicine box used by the nurse and holding the anti-inflammatory cotton ball with tweezers. "If it hurts, you can call it out. It's not embarrassing."

Too lazy to talk to him, Yan Yan simply closed his eyes, but when the anti-inflammatory cotton ball was next to the wound, it really hurt, but she didn't cry out. Her hands clenched into small steel fists, Bei teeth bit her lips tightly, and a layer of small sweat oozed from her forehead.

"It is estimated that there will be a scar, but it is also a beautiful scar. When someone asks about the origin of this scar in the future, you must be proud and proud to say that this is left by my husband, remember?"

“……”

Instead of answering, she got a hard stab. She screamed and suddenly opened her eyes. In her clear eyes were high-speed rotating tears and burning anger.

Nie TingYang didn't feel anything wrong with what he did. He glanced at her lightly, took medicine for her as if nothing had happened, and asked, "remember?"

She couldn't bear to roar, "Nie TingYang, you bastard!" at the same time, she opened his hand, "don't touch me!" then she opened the quilt and was about to go down, but because of her sudden force, her body was cut off from her waist, which was extremely painful!

She was sweating. She sat there and didn't dare to move. Her whole body trembled violently, and her eyelashes trembled.

Nie TingYang stared at her indifferently, like an outsider, and let the pain engulf her a little bit like a devil.

Yan Yan was fainted by pain. After she fainted, Nie TingYang treated the wound on her neck. Then he got up and went outside to call a doctor, while he stood in the corridor at the door, lit a cigarette and smoked dully.

As soon as Jiang Wencheng came out of the elevator, he saw a melancholy man in the corridor. He hesitated and then came forward, "what's the matter? Is she in bad condition?"

Nie TingYang twisted out the smoke in his hand and walked towards him, "how about going for a drink together?"

"Well, where are you going?"

"I'm there."

"OK."

This "I'm there" is not the villa where Nie TingYang and Yan Yan live now, but a high-end apartment in the urban area. This is the place where Nie TingYang and Wei Zishan lived many years ago. Everything in it is what Wei Zishan looked like when he was alive.

Nie TingYang took out two bottles of unopened red wine from the wine cabinet and handed Jiang Wencheng a bottle.

"I can't see that Nie Dashao is so generous. Today he is willing to buy me a bottle." Jiang Wencheng joked.

Nie TingYang ignored him, opened it alone, poured a cup and drank it.

Jiang Wencheng frowned, "red wine needs to be tasted. You waste as much as drinking water. If you're thirsty, I'll pour you a glass of water. You can drink as much as you want. Can I take this red wine?"

Nie TingYang gave him a look of "shut up, don't drink and go away", and then poured another cup.

Jiang Wencheng sighed, turned to the wine cabinet, put down the wine in his hand, picked up an open bottle, poured a cup, fell on the small bar and slowly tasted it.

Then he picked up the picture of Wei Zishan on the bar and said to the picture, "Zishan, a Yang has been a little abnormal recently. I guess he is empathic and not in love."

The photo was suddenly taken away and forced to buckle on the bar. Nie TingYang glared at him and continued to drink red wine.

"Don't look if you don't let me see it. What's wrong with losing such a temper? Am I right?" Jiang Wencheng deliberately approached him and stared at his face. After a while, he tutted his mouth, "Ah Yang, if I'm right, you're not in a bad mood today because you miss Zishan. Did you quarrel with that Yan Yan? I can't see that the woman still has some skills to make our young master Nie so angry."

"Go away if you don't drink!"

"I didn't say not to drink. Besides, didn't you ask me to drink to tell me the depressed feelings in your heart? Ah Yang, even if you really fell in love with Yan Yan, I don't think Zishan will be angry. She has been away for so many years. You should put her down and start a new life, but other women can do it. In short, I don't see her any better."

"Shut up!" Nie TingYang suddenly put the red wine cup in his hand on the bar. "Click", the red wine cup broke into glass fragments, and the red wine inside flowed out, looking like blood.

Jiang Wencheng sighed, "I really can't understand why you like such a woman."

After knowing him for so many years, what kind of Nie TingYang he hasn't seen? Just because a woman is out of control, this is his second time to see him. The first time is because of Wei Zishan.

As a man, he can't appreciate a woman like Yan Yan, so he doesn't understand or understand what kind of muscle such a arrogant man is wrong. He likes Yan Yan. Whether it's because his brother Wen Yang also likes this woman or not, he hopes Nie TingYang can leave this woman as far away as possible.

"Click... Click..." the door was twisted with a key from the outside, and the door was pushed open from the outside.

Jiang Wencheng just raised his head because he was facing the door. Nie TingYang also heard the voice and slowly turned his head.

Only Nie TingYang and Wei Zishan have keys to this house. Now Nie TingYang is inside. Who will be at the door?

The woman was obviously frightened by the two men who suddenly appeared in the room. Holding the key on the door lock, she forgot to pull it out and stood there like a dull chicken.

The room was as quiet as if the air had condensed and there was no sound.

For a long time, Nie TingYang and Jiang Wencheng didn't know who opened the mouth, with disbelief and doubt, "Zishan?"

With hair standing on end, or a woman as like as two peas in the doorway, it is absolutely a creepy thing.

Because Wei Zishan died eight years ago!

A woman who has been dead for eight years suddenly appears in front of her. Even two big men will inevitably think of one thing and will not be afraid.

The woman stood quietly at the door, as if she had been hit by a acupoint, holding a posture and motionless.

In the shopping bag in hand, it seems that there is a cup of white coffee, and the fragrance gradually overflows the whole room.

White coffee is Wei Zishan's favorite.

In the room, the "ticking" sound of the floor clock is particularly loud because it is quiet. The drum vibrates people's eardrums and seems to break them.

"When... When..."

The voice of the whole hour told the people in the room that it was already 1:00 p.m.

Finally, it was Jiang Wencheng who first recovered from the shock. He slowly stood up, walked towards the woman at the door step by step, stopped two meters away from her, looked at her quietly, and opened his lips, "Zishan, is that you?"

The woman's long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly like a feather fan. She slowly opened her mouth, "Wencheng, a Yang..."

Jiang Wencheng's body suddenly trembled, and then he couldn't wait to come forward and hold the woman tightly in his arms. The white coffee fell to the ground. The aroma drifted more wantonly in the room. The man was ecstatic, "Zishan, it's really you! You're really back!"

Wei Zishan nodded slightly, but his eyes always looked at Nie TingYang. When they held together, he turned his head back. He had planned to pour himself a glass of red wine, but found that the glass had broken. He simply picked up the wine bottle, raised his neck and drank directly.

However, Wei Zishan clearly saw his hand holding the wine bottle shaking. Although it was not particularly obvious, it was enough to make her see clearly.

"Ah Yang..." she called his name.

Nie TingYang's body trembled obviously, paused slightly, and then continued to drink red wine like water.

When Jiang Wencheng heard her "a Yang", he suddenly released his hand, looked embarrassed and smiled unnaturally, "I'm too excited. I didn't think you were really alive..."