Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 118 Struggling in the Endless Nightmare (2)

Hearing this, Beiming Haoting was stunned for a moment, then stood up holding her sideways, lifted her slender thighs and walked towards the bathroom.

Yan Chuyan wrapped her arms around his neck quietly. The curve from the man's chin to the neck was so graceful and sexy that it was enough to make people sink.

After walking into the bathroom, he carefully put her down, moved his throat slightly, and let out a magnetic and low voice: "I'll wait for you outside."

Beiming Haoting raised her hand and brushed the hair sticking to her cheek - behind her ear, and pampered her head before turning and walking out.

As soon as the bathroom door closed, Yan Chuyan leaned against the wall with a pale face, and wept silently.

He has found a new love, why should he be nice to her?Why?
She admitted that she had gradually become dependent on him. Although she had promised her father to break up with him as soon as possible, she was still unable to speak up.

She admitted that she was greedy for Beiming Haoting's tenderness towards her, for the warmth of home he brought her, and for waking up every morning to see his childlike but beautiful sleeping appearance.

Tears trickle down the corners of my eyes...

Yan Chuyan slumped on the toilet pale and weak, her heart was just like herself at the moment, locked in this space surrounded by walls, without the slightest thought of going out.

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It seemed as long as a century had passed, the tear stains on my cheeks dried and then became wet, and then dried again after getting wet, when finally there was an urgent knock on the door outside.

"Little thing, are you okay? Why has it been so long, and I'll go in if I don't come out again!" Beiming Haoting's magnetic voice was accompanied by bursts of urgent knocks on the door.

Yan Chuyan's thoughts immersed in the dark vortex were suddenly pulled back to reality, and she slowly raised her head and said in a hoarse voice: "Hurry up."

After solving the problem, Yan Chuyan stood up supporting the wall, went to the washbasin and took a brief wash, her legs became a little numb from sitting in the same position for too long, she walked to the door with difficulty and opened the door. Go out the door.

Beiming Haoting stood in front of him with a flat face, his blue eyes flickered, and without speaking, he stretched out his long arms to pick her up in a timely manner, and walked downstairs with steady steps.

"You let me down, I can walk by myself." Yan Chuyan blinked her red almond eyes, kicked her calf in resistance, and made a hoarse voice with difficulty.

"Shut up, your throat doesn't hurt anymore?" Beiming Haoting's blue eyes froze, his face turned a little cold, and his tone was very domineering.

Yan Chuyan struggled all the way to be carried into the huge and luxurious restaurant by him before regaining her freedom.

On the long dining table, baroque candlesticks are still burning candles in warm colors, and the breakfast dishes are very light.

The servant respectfully brought a bowl of fish porridge to Yan Chuyan, put it in front of her, and nodded politely: "Miss Yan, please take it slowly."

Yan Chuyan smiled and nodded at the servant, then picked up a spoon and stirred in the bowl, a thin piece of fish floated up.

At this moment, Yan Chuyan picked out the fish fillet with a spoon, and frowned in displeasure, looking at Beiming Haoting: "I don't have an appetite, you can eat it."

After saying that, she was about to get up and leave the restaurant.

"Sit down for me and eat your breakfast." Beiming Haoting stared at her with displeasure, and his tone was so domineering that no one could comment on it.

He was busy with repurchasing Yan's company last night, so he didn't close his eyes all night.

This is the fish porridge he personally made for her early in the morning, and this woman actually said she has no appetite!
The more Beiming Haoting thought about it, the darker his face became.

She has been too weak recently and must supplement her nutrition. Since she is not allergic to fish, she should eat more fish.

In fact, Beiming Haoting only cooks dishes related to fish.

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Beiming Haoting raised his arms and shackled her to the European-style dining chair, and only after confirming that she would not leave, let her go.

"Eat." He picked up the porridge, scooped up a small spoon and blew it gently, and brought it to Yan Chuyan's mouth.

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(End of this chapter)