My Wife is a Beautiful CEO Chapter 103: [I said you are not]

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Qiangwei already closed her eyes and stopped paying attention to all this. Although she was facing the closest oneself man, she was still relatively conservative in this respect, even if the enchanting side was just to make men more happy.

At this moment, the Qiangwei is above the abdomen and below the chest, and is wrapped with white cloth. You can smell the smell of Chinese medicine from that place, which confuses the charming body fragrance of Qiangwei, which is especially refreshing.

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes, took a small pair of delicate scissors from the drawer of nightstand, cut it towards the bandage cloth. The cloth strips are not too tight. After being cut, they gradually fall to the bed, exposing the skin of Qiangwei.

"What are you doing, husband?" Qiangwei felt abnormal and asked strangely after seeing this scene.

Yang Chen didn't reply. After cutting all the wrapped and wrapped cloth strips, cautiously was removed, exposing the gunshot wounds on Qiangwei inside.

Although there was some pain, Qiangwei didn't pay much attention, just saw the ugly flesh wound of oneself was seen by Yang Chen, looking at Yang Chen sadly, worried that Yang Chen would not like it, after all, no one would want oneself women A hole.

In fact, the injury is not so serious for Qiangwei, but if this gunshot wound left a scar on the abdomen of own, this is the most important thing for a young woman born with a beautiful body and beautiful. hard to accept.

Yang Chen looked at the bright red in front of me, looked at Qiangwei with pity, and comforted: "Don't worry, I'm not the bloodless pretty boy. The gunshot wound is just like the medal of soldier in my eyes, I only like it , Not hateful. "

"But I don't like it." Qiangwei in a low voice saying said, don't overdo it.

Yang Chen smiled, suddenly raised the scissors on his hand and cut it towards the index finger of the other hand of oneself!

After cutting the index finger skin layer without hesitation, the blood of colorful flows from the fingertips of Yang Chen and drips to the wound of Qiangwei ...

Qiangwei felt the cold liquid in the wound location of own, turned around in doubt, a pair of beautiful eyes were shocked!

"My husband ..."

"Don't talk! Don't move! No matter what you see or feel, don't move!" Yang Chen took Qiangwei seriously.

Qiangwei saw the serious expression on Yang Chen's face, and did not dare to say more, and watched the blood flowing continuously between Yang Chen, dripping to the wound of own.

Soon, Qiangwei felt a slight amount of anaerobic oxygen from the own wound. It was a special feeling that was unclear, as if some force was pulling the own body, but it was not controlled by oneself The original painful sensation around the wound gradually disappeared, all of which turned into weird numbness and warmth.

But the following pictures make Qiangwei hard to imagine ...

Yang Chen just cut a fingertip wound that didn't last for tens of seconds, and it was crusting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and repaired the bleeding wound by itself!

Yang Chen frowned, pick up the scissors again, cut open the scar just formed, and let the blood drip down again. The finger seemed to belong to him at all, without mercy.

In this way, Yang Chen's fingers are constantly crusted and repaired, and he is continuously cut open by his oneself, so that the blood can drip continuously.

It's so painful to constantly hurt someone's wound! ?

Qiangwei finally understands what Yang Chen is talking about. This is really hard to bear, but not because the own body feels itchy and intolerable, but when oneself sees Yang Chen keeps cutting own fingertips with cold scissors, Let blood flow, connect your fingers! Qiangwei felt that the scissors were clearly piercing the heart of own!

But seeing Yang Chen's intensive dripping of own blood on the oneself wound, Qiangwei did not dare to move, only to feel that the tears that had just stopped came to the eyes again.

The tears that haven't flowed in my life in the past twenty years seem to make up this morning.

He is constantly self-harm, using own blood to "treat" oneself?

About seven or eight minutes later, Yang Chen ’s fingers do n’t know how many times to self-recover. Yang Chen saw the blood of already in the Qiangwei wound and put down the scissors. After wiping the lower finger with napkin simple, the fingers seemed to have nothing at all. wound.

Qiangwei was lying in bed staring at Yang Chen. I do n’t know when the beautiful goose and egg face started. already recovered a little blood-colored, and the jade-like face looked very soft.

"Okay, take a rest for ten minutes, it should be almost fine." Yang Chen said with a smile.

Qiangwei seemed to finally return to God, hesitated for a long while, and then asked: "Why is this ... I was seriously injured just now, but now I feel that the wound already is fine ..."

"Don't think too much, just treat my blood as the most advanced healing agent."

"But ..."

"Don't do it anymore", the Yang Chen looks abnormally calm, with a slightly distracted look. "I don't want to be seen as a monster, so don't ask me more, okay?"

Seeing the trace of sadness that appeared on Yang Chen's face instantly, Qiangwei immediately stopped questioning. She had never seen Yang Chen show such deep sorrow. What kind of secret was hidden in the body of this man? What kind of past is he tortured?

Behind his seemingly powerful and powerful, what kind of dark world?

"You are not a monster ..." Qiangwei said firmly.

"If you are injured, you can immediately get self-recovery. Even if you fall from ten floors, it will be undamaged. This is not a monster ... I do n’t believe oneself ..."

"I said you are not, you are not!" Qiangwei stretched out a warm hand and pressed it on the back of Yang Chen, a bit coquettish and persistent.

Yang Chen smiled bitterly, "but some people don't think so."

"Then I will be a monster with you."

"Fool ..."

The warm and sweet quiet time always seems to be fast. kiss and Qiangwei in the bedroom for a while, I heard a knock on the door.

Except for the most important confidants of Qiangwei, nobody dares to knock on this door.

"Come in." Qiangwei said lazily.

Carefully opened the door is Little Zhao. The round-faced guy was a deep look before entering the door, locked his brows, but when he came in, he saw Qiangwei already sitting on the bed, wearing a clean white pajamas. Sick, smiling at oneself, he wondered if oneself was dazzling!

"Big Sister ... you ... how do you ..." Little Zhao stuttered.

"Why, my body recovers fast, are you upset?"

"no, no, no ..." Little Zhao waved his hands quickly. He couldn't figure out why he had just dealt with a gunshot wound. Why was Qiangwei suddenly stunned and okay. He looked at Yang Chen and Little Zhao who yawned beside him Guess if it is a miracle brought by this magical man ... But, Yang Chen is not a doctor, let alone Dora A dream, how can Qiangwei get better immediately?

But no matter what, the magical recovery of Qiangwei made Little Zhao smile with an eyebrow, and suddenly it had a backbone.

"Big Sister, fortunately you wake up, otherwise we really don't know what to do next. Someone will come to see you in our bar." Little Zhao said.

"Who?"

"Yes ... it is your father, President Situ of West Union Society. He also brought a lot of West Union Society heads, and said he was going to visit the injury of Big Sister." Little Zhao said carefully.

Qiangwei flashed a hard-to-detect bright light, glanced at Yang Chen aside, Yang Chen held an indifferent look, Qiangwei nodded, and thoughtfully said: "Little Zhao, you go out first, and entertain, let brothers not carelessly, Don't even argue first. When I take a bath, I will go out. "

"Good Big Sister ..." Little Zhao hesitated, but still asked with concern: "But Big Sister, are you all right?"

"You will know after a while."

After Little Zhao goes out, Qiangwei looks at Yang Chen, "husband, please go out first, I want to take a bath."

"I will help you wind." Yang Chen is serious.

Qiangwei rolled his eyes, apparently immune to the Yang Chen rogue appearance already.

Yang Chen saw no sweet taste, had to pat the **** reluctantly out of the bedroom and walked towards the bar lobby.

As soon as you entered the lobby, I felt the atmosphere in the bar was oppressively breathless. At this time, there were a lot of people sitting in the already in the bar. The crowd was crowded, and there were less than 20 or 30 on each side, and each was dark. Face, ridiculed and laughed again and again.

On the side of the bar are several young Red Thorns Society main characters such as Little Zhao. After all, Red Thorns Society was established shortly. Although the momentum is developing rapidly, the vast majority are composed of young people, so they will be in many confrontations with West Union Society Appears brave and lacks experience.

The other person who came from West Union Society, Correct was brought by Qiangwei's father, Situ Mingze.

The facial features of Situ Mingze and Qiangwei are not like father and daughter, but they are also handsome. They wear a Givenchy white checkered shirt and a Rolex silver collection watch on their hands. They look like ordinary urban middle-aged gold collars. In the same way, the temperament is totally not like a gangster big shot.

At this moment, Situ Mingze is sitting on a black leather sofa, holding Erlang's legs, holding a purple sand teapot in his hand, sucking tea without a bite, contented.

And beside Situ Mingze, there were also several big shot stances in various costumes. Yang Chen was a little surprised that the familiar Zhang Hu was also sitting beside Situ Mingze, and saw Yang Chen come out, but nothing happened. Seems completely unaware.

Both brothers on both sides are strangled, but several West Union Society big shot are idle and casual, talking about what theft is, and not taking it seriously, it is enough to see that these internal leaders of West Union Society who have seen the storm, and Red Thorns Society these " There is still a huge gap.

Yang Chen has only seen Situ Mingze in photos before. This is the first time I've seen a real person. To be said, this well-maintained man is still own "father-in-law", but unfortunately, everyone Qiangwei turned his face and did it. oneself this "son-in-law" still saves that heart.

"Little Zhao, why don't you sit there and stare blindly? Come over and get me a **** Mary." Yang Chen hooked at the little leopard-like Little Zhao. He didn't want to follow this group of people to be ridiculous. Momentum, still drink some wine and wait for Qiangwei to come out well.

Although Little Zhao finds this scene a little awkward, but Yang Chen summoned him to dare not go, immediately got out of his seat and smiled to Yang Chen to make a drink.

This picture made the entire bar tense in the tense atmosphere look at the Yang Chen with strange eyes.

Among several sitting West Union Society big shot, one of them is holding the pipe, it seems that the youngest thin-faced man raised his eyebrows, took down the pipe and pointed to Yang Chen, and smirked and asked: "Your boy, that is the slut raiser pretty boy? "