The moment Yuxuan saw him, he was surprised, shocked, and more angry.

Looking down, his handmade limited edition suit customized in Italy just threw it under her feet and stepped on her.

He is good, she is not rare.

"Get out!" Yuxuan's face was pale and terrifying, and her index finger pointed at him stiffly, "Mother Wu, kick him out!"

Shi Junye's face sank.

Without words, he grabbed her wrist and looped his neck.

Leaning over, the other hand reached under her two smooth legs, and hugged her in the air.

"What are you doing!" Yuxuan stared at him angrily, kicking hysterically with his legs, struggling constantly.

Seeing this scene, Wu's mother was anxious, and she shuddered in front of the man, "Who, who are you? Let go of our wife, otherwise...or I will call the police."

"Master Shi family, Shi Junye." Holding the person in his arms firmly, his low voice like a cello weighed heavily down, "Tell Li Beichen for me, this business marriage, the Shi family broke the contract!"

As soon as the voice fell, he locked Wu Ma outside the door.

With the bang of the door, Yuxuan yelled at him fiercely, "Shi Junye, you bastard!"

Clenched his fist, and slammed his chest.

The hysterical force, every time, twitched the wound on his head, so painful.

But he was neither angry nor annoyed, and kept her in his arms, letting her go crazy.

Yingrun's two legs kept kicking in his arms, and she could feel it across the shirt. She was sometimes cold and hot from time to time because of her fever, which was frightening.

Putting her on the bed, she still struggled.

Until the end, I was tortured by the high fever and collapsed, as if my ribs had been taken away, without any strength.

No matter how angry and unwilling, he can only be powerless, staring at the lamp on the ceiling with distracted eyes.

Shi Junye looked at her quietly, and for a moment, there was endless heartache and helplessness in his eyes.

He covered the air conditioner for her, and she kicked it away.

Cover it again, she kicks it away again.

He knew she was resisting.

The weak body can only resist in this way, don't want his good, or even tolerate a little bit.

He really didn't know what to do with her.

Holding his breath, the air conditioner was covered on her again.

She glared at him and kicked away.

"Don't force me." Shi Junye looked at her painfully, his eyes covered with horrible bloodshot eyes.

She did not speak, her pale lips pressed tightly, and she stared at him tightly.

Once again, the air conditioner was covered on her.

She kicked her cold foot and was caught by him.

In the next moment, he clasped her smooth calf and pulled her down.

Yuxuan kicked in a daze, and his entire delicate body fell on his back.

Shi Junye's eyes were cold, and he pressed himself down.

Shaking off her other leg, the slender white fingers lifted the hem of the loose men's shirt that was worn on her.

"..."

Yuxuan was stiff and yelled lowly.

Why does he still humiliate her like this?

She hated him, gritted her teeth bitterly, bitterly deep into the bone marrow, but her body with a high fever of 41 degrees made her unable to struggle.

"Kick the quilt?"

The people under him have not moved for a long time.

He paused and saw the tears in her eyes.

My heart trembled, and the overwhelming sins surged up.

Holding his breath, exhausted all his self-control, pulled out his hand, pulled the air-conditioning quilt, and wrapped her in it.

Without staying, Shi Junye's elegant and long figure got up and walked out of the room.

When the door was closed, I saw her curled up, so weak and helpless.

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