C40

Chapter 40 - I want it now (2)

Ying Hannian's eyes flashed, and then formed a curve, Jun Pang slowly walked towards her, his breath almost reaching her face, his thin lips moving slightly, "Right now … I want you! "

Just as she finished speaking, Lin Yi was carried away by him. Ying Hannian carried her into the bedroom of the presidential suite and threw her onto the bed covered with rose petals.

Her waist was ruthlessly rubbed.

Lin Yi moaned in pain. She lowered her head and fearlessly kissed her lips, then spoke in a hoarse voice, "I wanted to do that the first time I saw you. I wanted to touch your waist and see if it's really that soft."

"…"

"Looks like he's even f * cking softer than I thought."

"…"

A vulgar word came out from the man's lips. His body pressed down like Mount Tai, his breath did not enter her lips, and he could not taste any kiss. In a trance, the scenes of his previous life struck him …

The bite marks the man left on her, the man's disdainful sneer, the man's insulting eyes, and his endless demands.

After he had insulted her, she died. She died from the venom of the ten thousand devouring Gu's heart.

Pain.

It was really painful.

Lin Yi's body immediately became drenched in cold sweat, her head full of memories of her previous life. She rejected the man in front of her and said weakly, "Mr. Ying, wait, wait, I still have some questions to ask you."

"Little thing, who taught you to ask questions in a man's bed?"

Ying Hannian grabbed her hands and pushed his onto the bed. He lowered his head and sucked his lips, his breath becoming heavier.

Suddenly, he stopped kissing her. His eyes narrowed as they rested on her lips.

After the lipstick had been kissed off, her lips were so pale that there was not a trace of blood on them. It was obvious that she was sick.

Ying Hannianleng looked at her, then sat on her body and grabbed her hands to feel his pulse, then pulled up her sleeves again.

"What's wrong with you? You've been nursing for a week and you're still bleeding."

Natural not to clot?

Ying Hannian impatiently threw her hand onto the bed. He had specifically waited for a week, but in the end, the person who came knocking on his door was a patient.

Lin Yi sat up from the bed while enduring the pain, she grabbed onto her arm and said weakly, "I don't know either, but maybe because I caught a cold in the past two days, my recovery is especially slow."

"Didn't I tell you to go to the hospital to sew?" Ying Hannian lowered his gaze, his gaze sweeping across her sternly, "Miss Lin, you aren't doing this to ruin my mood, right?"

If so, he would make her regret it.

"Nope." Lin Yi shook her head, her lips turning white, "Since I agreed to it, how could I go back on my word? It might be that the doctor's medicine was not good, I will get the doctor to change it when I return tomorrow."

As if to prove whether what she said was true or not, Ying Hannianleng asked, "Where is your medicine?"

"In my bag."

Ying Hannian got off the bed quickly, and after a while he took her bag and poured everything out for her. His actions were extremely rough.

Lin Yi did not make a sound, and calmly looked at him.

The pain in her arm stabbed at her.

Ying Hannian took out a bottle of medicine and poured a red and white capsule out. He twisted it open and poured some yellow powder onto his palm.

Seeing that, Ying Hannian could not help but look at her, with ridicule and ridicule in his eyes: "Miss Lin, looks like your enemy is not as kind as me."