High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

"Heh..." He curled his lips bitterly, "You don't love me anymore? You don't have any feelings at all, do you?"

Wu Xuewei gritted her teeth, "Yes, I don't love you anymore."

"Okay, don't talk about this!"

Feng Churui's voice was a little hurried, and he ended the topic, then took out a Barbie pink brocade box from his jacket pocket, opened it, and a pink diamond four-leaf clover bracelet lay quietly inside.

With the help of the faint light, it refracted the bright and shining light.

"Didn't you always like pink things? See if you like it." He took out the bracelet, took her hand and put it on his knee, intending to put it on for her.

She struggled and wanted to pull her hand out, Feng Churui held her down and forced her to put it on, she couldn't move, she could only vent her anger with her mouth.

"Not always, I liked it before, but now I think pink is very childish! Very childish!"

Feng Churui put it on carefully for her, and then held her soft hand. Her wrist was very slender. On her fair skin, pink diamond four-leaf clover shone brightly, and the golden chain made her wrist delicate and soft.

"It matches you very well." He smiled, sincerely complimenting.

Wu Xuewei also likes it in her heart, but when she thinks that it was given by him, she tells herself that she can't have it, let alone like it!

She didn't take another look, and stretched out her other hand to pull the bracelet, trying to tear it off: "It's a pity, I don't think it deserves me at all, it's extremely ugly."

"Don't take it off!" Feng Churui stopped her in time, and then tightly clasped her wrists, looking at her with a little sadness in his eyes: "If you take it off, I can guarantee that you will be pestered by me every day !"

"You think I'm threatened?"

Feng Churui suddenly said, "Do you really want to pester me every day? Or do you still have feelings for me at all?"

Wu Xuewei sneered, mocking his self-indulgence: "You think too much."

He pretended not to hear, "I'm going back to S City later, let's go, I'll take you back to the hotel."

He stood up and looked at her still sitting still, "Can you still stand up by yourself?"

"You don't need to worry about it, I've had enough sitting, and I'll go back by myself."

"You twisted your ankle, are you sure you can walk back?" She didn't take anything, and there was almost no one on the beach. She was sure she could really walk back by herself?

Wu Xuewei remained silent.

Feng Churui sighed, and squatted down with his back to her, "Come on, I'll carry you back. I don't want my feet to be swollen like pig's feet tomorrow, so I'll go back and apply medicine now."

Wu Xuewei stood there stubbornly, refusing to move.

Feng Churui simply pulled her two arms around his neck, and then directly carried her on his back, soaring into the air, Wu Xuewei subconsciously hugged his neck tightly, fearing that she would fall.

A slight smile escaped from the corner of Feng Churui's lips, and he walked back step by step with her behind his back.

He walked very slowly, hoping that the road back to the hotel could be longer, and longer, preferably without an end, so that he could keep memorizing it like this.

Wu Xuewei lay on his back and didn't say a word. In fact, she felt awkward in her heart. She knew her feet well, and she would never be able to walk back alone. She had no choice but to rely on him.

It is because there is no other choice, so it is more angry.

They obviously don't want to be entangled, but they always get entangled together.

After sending her back to the hotel, Feng Churui wiped her with medicinal wine, washed his hands, and before leaving, he said to Wu Xuewei who had been watching TV with silent eyes.