PFC Chapter 187 Goblin
Chapter 187 Goblin
Yan Mingjue stood there frozen. He knew exactly what Su Qingwan meant.
When their eyes met, he clearly saw the cunning in her eyes.
At this moment, she looked like a little fox.
She was forcing him to confess and to give in.
If it were someone else, he would have walked away in anger.
But this person was Su Qingwan, the one who had made him feel bad for many days.
If he wanted to use force, Su Qingwan would have no room to resist.
However, her weak hand stood between the two of them.
After a long stalemate, Yan Mingjue's eyes flashed with annoyance, and finally he said angrily:
"There has never been anything between her and me. It was just a casual affair."
After saying this, he turned his head away, not wanting to look into Su Qingwan's eyes, for fear of seeing pride and mockery in them.
He pulled away angrily and wanted to leave, but the next moment, a pair of soft and boneless hands climbed onto his neck:
"Husband, I miss you."
Yan Mingjue: "..."
Vixen!
At this moment, these three words were the only ones in Yan Mingjue's mind.
He no longer cared about anything else, he just leaned over her, no longer caring about pity or forbearance, he just wanted to severely punish this damn woman.
After more than a month, Yan Mingjue was so depressed that he showed no restraint this time, like a wild beast that had just been released from a cage.
The difficult thing is that Su Qingwan was not squeamish, but always cooperated with him.
As the night deepened, she could no longer bear it and begged for mercy in a low voice.
However, her forced tears and soft cries for mercy made Yan Mingjue even more aggressive.
Before losing consciousness, Su Qingwan had only one thought in her mind: she could never play like this again.
When she woke up the next day, it was already past noon. Every time she moved, she felt as if all the bones in her body were about to fall apart.
"hiss!"
She uttered a cry of pain, and the next second, the bed curtain was pulled back, revealing the culprit before her.
"woke up?"
As Yan Mingjue spoke, he took out the clothes and put them on Su Qingwan himself.
When he bathed her this morning, he knew he had gone too far.
The fair skin was covered with marks of varying depths. The better ones were red, the more serious ones were purple, and some places were even broken.
Yan Mingjue's usually expressionless face showed a rare hint of embarrassment.
Su Qingwan naturally noticed the marks on her body, and she chuckled:
"Now, I believe what the adults say."
If he hadn't been so desperate, he wouldn't have been so violent yesterday.
Being teased by her, Yan Mingjue showed a trace of annoyance on his face:
"You have no shame."
"You dare to do it, but you are afraid of what others will say."
Su Qingwan was not angry and said with a smile.
After putting on her clothes, she naturally reached out her hand to Yan Mingjue:
"Master, carry me over. I am weak."
She gave the order as if it was natural, and Yan Mingjue looked at her deeply.
He felt that there seemed to be something different about Su Qingwan.
She would never be like this in the past, um, act like a spoiled child. Most of the time, she was dignified and observed etiquette.
Now, she seems like a different person.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Su Qingwan called out again:
"Husband!"
Yan Mingjue came to his senses, picked her up and carried her to the table.
Miao Hua and the others had already prepared the food when they heard the noise. As soon as they came in, they saw Yan Mingjue holding their young lady. She and Qin Shu looked at each other quickly, and then went downstairs with great tact.
Yan Ming never put Su Qingwan down, but held her on his lap and fed her porridge.
Su Qingwan didn't even mention drinking, and let Yan Mingjue feed her.
There was a rare warmth in the room.
After eating, Su Qingwan finally spoke:
"What's going on with Madam Liu?"