As soon as the door to the room was closed, the airtight space and the strong masculine scent almost made Wen Ning unable to breathe.

She lost strength and said, "Get out."

"I know you don't want to see me, but you can't never see me."

Li Beichen spoke sensibly.

Wen Ning broke through his guard and turned around. A pair of apricot eyes filled with hatred fell on his exquisite facial features and bit him fiercely.

But what was different from her was that the man's dark eyes were always deep and calm, scanning down her face, neck, and lower abdomen.

He is full of affection.

Li Beichen put down the thermos cup, picked her up and put her on the bed forcefully.

Wen Ning struggled angrily, hating his touch, "Let me go!"

Why do you still dare to come?

Don't you feel sick?

Xie Zhiyin’s official fiancé!”

She struggled in vain like a deer in his arms, and her slender wrists looked vulnerable and fragile compared to his broad palms.

The bright white skin dazzled the ends of his eyes, and Li Beichen let her angrily mock, punch and kick him.

Those fists fell on him, but they made him feel comfortable and comfortable.

The corners of his mouth even curved slightly.

As long as she vents her emotions, don't be depressed, and she can beat him no matter how hard she feels.

When Wen Ning stood up suddenly and tried to hit him on the head with a pillow——

"That's enough." Li Beichen stopped gently and carefully placed his palm on her belly!

Seeing her strange expression, he immediately moved to her stomach and said, "Stop bothering."

Wen Ning was discouraged, her head was covered with pale cold sweat, but the man in front of her was indifferent, and he didn't even feel a trace of guilt.

This made her heart freeze, and her hatred and anger were on the verge of collapse.

Seeing her tears falling, Li Beichen panicked.

He leaned over and wiped her hair, his slender fingers causing rough friction, strong and masculine.

Wen Ning couldn't bear it, and his skin spasmed.

"Don't touch me!" She almost bit her lip in pain.

Li Beichen softened his heart and lowered his voice, "I know how much you hate me, but don't be in trouble with yourself.

In the current situation, Wen Ning, you know very well that you should cheer up.

It’s just that my body can’t keep up.

Get up, drink soup, and ensure your health is the most important thing."

"What does it have to do with you if I die?

Aren't you just happy?

My father was lying unconscious in the intensive care unit, and Xie Zhiyin suddenly became the heir to the Xie family. Do you know the weirdness behind this?

You know it!

You stand on Xie Zhiyin's side and help the emperor do evil. Li Beichen, I have never hated you as much as I do now.

Your heart is rotten."

Her words stabbed him like a knife, and the wound in his heart, which had not yet healed, ached faintly.

Li Beichen's expression remained motionless, the depth in his eyes was compelling. His slender fingers poured out the soup gracefully and put it in the bottom of the bowl. He hugged her with his other hand and asked her to sit down. His gentle voice was oppressive enough, "Since you are

I know your father’s shooting is not simple, it’s weird, you are always lying in the hospital, there is no way to fight back, drink it, refresh yourself, and stop blaming others!”

"Without you, nothing would be like this!" Wen Ning's eyes were scarlet.

He is an accomplice, Xie Zhiyin's invisible accomplice!

Li Beichen pursed his lips coldly, "If you think Xie Zhiyin and I are on the same side, then just stand up and deal with me together!"

Wen Ning did not answer, but her eyes gave a positive answer.

Li Beichen suppressed her restless little hand, feeling unhurt. He handed the spoon to her pale lips, fearing that she would refuse to push him. He then said something, "Huo Ling went to the scene to investigate clearly."


Chapter completed!