Private customization, wife, love you to the bone

It's a pity. Is he Shen Junyu so talkative?

How could he please her?

Shen Junyu thought of Wen Jian. The woman's desire to die now is to go underground to date her dead husband. The anger in her heart soared like a burning flame, almost burning him.

His hand, almost uncontrollable, stretched out, mercilessly pinched Wen's simple and thin chin, and the cold voice sounded domineering in the room:

"Wen Jian, if you don't wake me up, I'll catch your sister-in-law again. Even if you die, your brother will be happy in his life. I heard that your sister-in-law is your brother's sweetheart. At the same time, I want to tell you, don't doubt my ability. My business may not be as big as your brother, but I want to kidnap your sister-in-law I still have this ability. "

Cheng Xiang couldn't help shaking his head while listening to Shen Junyu's words. Shen Junyu really has some BT. he always uses this means of threat, even if Wen Jian is already ill and about to die.

However, after Shen Junyu's words, Shen Junyu, who was originally like a dead man on the bed, coughed twice. Then Shen Junyu loosened his hand and Wen Jian woke up.

"Cure me," Shen Jun ordered Cheng Xiang, then turned around, slammed the door and went out.

Cheng Xiang was startled. He had known Shen Junyu for nearly ten years. This was the first time he had seen him so cruel to a woman!

Wen's simple pale face gradually had color, and the sweat slowly came out of his weak body. The sweat on his body was wet one after another.

The simple care is sister-in-law Li sent by Shen Junyu, who is also an old servant of the Shen family. She stays by the bed and constantly changes simple clothes with sweat.

Early in the morning, the morning light was slightly dew, and the high fever finally subsided. However, the carved jade face was pale with hunger yellow and vegetable cyan.

Shen Junyu came in with a very green face and looked at the simple high fever lying in bed. His face was darker and colder than when she was sick and had a high fever. His dark and cold eyes hit the simple face without temperature.

Sister-in-law Li couldn't help being frightened when she stood aside. She obviously felt that Shen Junyu's body sent out a terrible anger. Her eyes were as fierce as if she wanted to strangle simplicity alive.

Shen Junyu did. He quickly stretched out his hand, directly pinched his simple and delicate neck, and then slowly increased his strength. The back of his hand was exposed because of his strength.

Sister-in-law Li immediately trembled with fear and her face was pale. She couldn't help taking a breath. She couldn't help turning around and wanted to leave quickly. But at the moment of correction, when she saw that simple face with difficulty breathing turned purple, she was scared and knelt down with a "Dong" sound.

"Yushao. Yushao. You'll strangle her."

Sister-in-law Li has been scared out of control. Her mind is blank. She doesn't know how to dissuade Shen Junyu. She just keeps shouting yushao and wants to bring Shen Junyu's reason back.

She didn't understand what happened to Shen Junyu. Yesterday, Miss Wen was ill. He ran with her and asked people to find Dr. Cheng Xiang.

Now that Miss Wen was out of danger, the fever finally subsided. According to common sense, he should be happy, but he was even more angry and even pinched Miss Wen with his hand.

Sister-in-law Li couldn't understand Shen Junyu's behavior. His purpose of letting Cheng Xiang save Miss Wen was to kill her by herself?

Shen Junyu finally recovered from sister-in-law Li's kneeling and shouting, and looked at the woman whose face had become sauce purple and finally released her hand.

Looking at the woman whose face gradually eased back from lying in bed, he lowered his head, put his thin lips close to her ears, and the cold and cold voice clenched his teeth in his simple ears:

"Wen Jian, do you think you can get rid of me when you die? Dream, I tell you, even if you really die, I won't let you go. I'll pull you back when I chase you to hell. This is just the beginning of you being my woman."

The words fell, the cold face quickly withdrew from the simple ear, immediately turned and left, and didn't even look at the simple look on the hospital bed.

Simply lying in bed quietly like a dead man, a tear flowed from her black pearl eyes, slipped down the corners of her eyes, and finally slipped into the messy bun silently.

Is this just the beginning? How does she feel like a hundred years?

The heavy door noise woke sister-in-law Li, who was kneeling on the ground. She touched her forehead with her hand. It was cold. It turned out that she had long been sweating.

Sister-in-law Li breathed a long breath. It was terrible. Shen yuanshao was so terrible. Just now he was like the king of hell and almost killed Miss Wen.

It's terrible. Shen Junyu looked terrible just now.

It's like the king of hell.

Does he really hate this Miss Wen?

The rising sun cuts through the clouds, slowly wakes up from sleep, opens the eyes of sleeping for a few days, looks at the furnishings in the room, and then looks at the rising sun outside the window.

After a serious illness, she was weak and weak, and the scars on her body were healing, but her heart seemed to be hollowed out.

The room was very quiet. There was a small piece of gauze on the back of her hand, which silently showed that she had given a drip. She supported the bed surface with her hand, sat up slowly, and then leaned against the back of the bed.

There was a dresser at the end of the bed. She looked straight at herself in the mirror.

White with a vegetable green face, I don't know duoyutian's uncombed hair has become strips because of sweat. At this time, I can smell the smell when I stick it on my head.

There was a thin shell on the bloodless lip because she didn't drink water. She couldn't help pulling it with her hand. She immediately pulled out the blood, and the pain of pulling came from the lip.

She couldn't help smiling bitterly. It turned out that she still knew the pain. It turned out that she hadn't died yet.

But she didn't understand that he hated her so much, why didn't he let her die?

The door was pushed open, and sister-in-law Li came in with a tray. Looking at the simplicity leaning against the back of the bed, she was finally relieved.

"Miss Wen, are you better?" she put the tray on the bedside table and asked with concern.

"Well, it's better, thank you!" he said simply and gently, although his voice was still very weak.

Thank you for your concern, even if it's just a simple greeting.

In this strange place, let her feel the hard won warmth.