How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2347 Sweet Marriage Chapter 908 You let me out of here, I will find something to eat myself.

While hesitating, the man seemed to have seen through her thoughts at a glance, and said coldly: "Why do you think he went to the Nan's Group that day, why did he attack me, and why didn't I fight back?"

"..."

She was startled, looked up, and looked at him in surprise.

The man met her gaze calmly, and added quietly: "You go to him, he will only send you to the operating table faster and more decisively."

The last road was completely blocked, and Hao Xiaoman, who had been panicking all the time, calmed down instead.

"Okay, then you can send me back to the operating table."

Her body, which had been tightly curled up all this time, stretched out, as if she was ready to let him slaughter her: "See, after I get off the operating table, I can last for a few more days."

The man frowned slightly: "Xiao Man!! How old are you and still so self-willed?! As long as your body can bear this child, I can't force you to take it away! Can't you be obedient for once?"

"Be obedient."

She smiled, with a calm face: "I don't agree to let you send me back to the operating table, why are you disobedient again? Do you want to go now? I can go back with you now."

While talking, I really want to get out of bed and put on my shoes.

Nan Mubai closed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to hold her down: "Calm down first, think clearly, it's not too late for us to go."

She glanced at him coldly, but didn't insist, she retracted into the quilt again, lay down, turned her back to him and fell asleep.

……

In fact, he hadn't fallen asleep, and he knew he hadn't left, but he just lay there motionless and pretended to be asleep.

It lasted until after 9 o'clock in the evening, and the maid came and knocked on the door several times. After Nan Mubai went out for a while, and then came back, the delicious aroma of fish soup wafted faintly from the room.

"Get up, eat something before going to sleep." He finally leaned over, knowing that he would not get a response if he simply called her, so he hugged her directly through the quilt.

"I'm not hungry." She said almost without thinking.

Nan Mubai hugged her with one hand, scooped some fish soup into the small bowl with the spoon in the other hand, stirred it a few times, took out a small spoon, put it on his lips, blew it, and handed it to her lips: " Drink a little even if you are not hungry, it was boiled for you by mother herself."

She pulled her hand under the quilt, and pushed the soup bowl and the small bowl down on the table.

The wooden floor, the soup bowl was not broken, but all the fish soup in the bowl spilled out.

Deathly silence.

When the man lowered his head, he could clearly see her slender eyelashes, her cold side profile and her tightly pursed lips, as stubborn as a little wild cat who would not listen to scolding.

"What are you going to do? Are you on a hunger strike?" He stared at her, with no trace of anger in his tone.

After another long period of stalemate, she finally said forcefully: "You let me leave here, and I will find something to eat myself."

Well, it sounds more like a little wild cat that can't be kept.

Nan Mubai suddenly laughed: "What? Are you afraid that I will put medicine in the food?"

She said nothing.

In this case, not speaking is also a default.

Nan Mubai looked at her with some amusement: "Do you think I might use this dangerous method for you? I would rather choose to take you to the hospital forcibly than put medicine in your food."

But she just sneered and remained silent, obviously not intending to believe him.

(End of this chapter)