Sweet Wife in Palm: Mysterious Husband Loves Deeply

Chapter 36 Let Me Go!
Ye Qihan woke up slowly from the coma, opened his eyes and saw Ming Youyin, thinking that he was too uncomfortable and had hallucinations.

What happened?
He was originally drinking with Jian Che.

After drinking a glass of wine that Jian Che handed him, he passed out inexplicably.

And now...he is lying with Ming Youyin.

He reached out to touch Ming Youyin's cheek, and murmured: "Yinyin..."

Ming Youyin struggled hard, "Don't touch me, stay away from me!"

He frowned uncomfortably.

His whole body was hot as if someone had set him on fire, his blood vessels seemed to be bitten by countless ants, and a certain part of his body was as hard as an iron rod, the itching was unbearable, and he couldn't wait to vent.

He stared at Ming Youyin, like a thirsty traveler in the desert who has been short of water for a long time, seeing an oasis in the water.

Suddenly, he reached out and hugged Ming Youyin into his arms, calling over and over again: "Yinyin... Yinyin..."

He misses her so much.

Seeing each other in one day is like every three autumns.

My head hurts when I think about it, and my whole body hurts.

"Yinyin...Yinyin...Yinyin..." His lips kissed Ming Youyin's face, neck, and body chaotically.

"Let go of me, don't touch me!" Ming Youyin struggled desperately, but it was useless because she was tied up.

"Yinyin... Yinyin..." Ming Youyin's clothes affected the taste of Ye Qihan's kiss. He annoyed to tear off the rope that bound Ming Youyin, and tore Ming Youyin's clothes.

"Don't! Don't! Ye Qihan, you bastard, I hate you, I hate you!" As soon as Ming Youyin regained her freedom, she immediately attacked Ye Qihan, trying to knock him down.

Ye Qihan grabbed her arms, bound her arms tightly above her head, and pressed her body tightly.

"Yinyin... Yinyin... Yinyin..." He kept yelling over and over again, grabbing Ming Youyin's wrists with one hand, and continuing to tear Ming Youyin's clothes with the other.

His movements were rough, his eyes wild, and his expression crazy.

"Ye Qihan, you bastard! Let me go, let me go!" The clothes were torn to pieces, a large piece of skin was exposed to the air, Ming Youyin struggled desperately, his voice hoarse.

Ye Qihan turned a deaf ear, leaving hickey marks one after another on Ming Youyin's neck and body.

Ming Youyin yelled and broke her throat, struggling with all her strength, but she couldn't get rid of the development-crazed Ye Qihan.

She tried several times to free her hands to pinch Ye Qihan's neck, but Ye Qihan held her hands and suppressed them viciously.

Most of the time, the strength of a woman is simply not comparable to that of a man.

A woman who knows a little bit of kung fu may not be able to beat a man who doesn't know a little bit of kung fu.

What's more, Ming Youyin can only do three-legged kung fu, but Ye Qihan is a master of it.

The coat was completely torn, ripped from the body, and thrown on the ground.

Ye Qihan left one hickey after another on her body.

Ming Youyin was almost desperate.

She hated it so much, she opened her mouth and bit Ye Qihan's neck fiercely, biting tightly, Ye Qihan pushed her hard twice, but she refused to let go.

There was a strong smell of blood in her mouth, and viscous liquid poured into her mouth in big gulps.

She didn't have time to spit it out, a mouthful of blood slid down her throat and swallowed it.

The indescribable taste made her vomit out in one gulp, followed by heart-piercing vomiting.

Ye Qihan's expression was already crazy, but he had a serious obsession with cleanliness. Seeing the vomit sprayed on his shoulder, he subconsciously let go of his hand.

Ming Youyin gathered her strength, suddenly burst into a violent blow, and struck Ye Qihan on the back of the neck fiercely.

Ye Qihan was knocked down on the bed by her, staring at her blankly, closing his eyes gradually, slowly, bit by bit.

Ye Qihan fainted, and Ming Youyin collapsed on the bed.

uncomfortable.

So uncomfortable!

The whole body was so hot that it seemed like it was about to burn, and poisonous insects seemed to have penetrated into her body, biting her blood vessels and internal organs, and she almost went crazy due to the pain.

She bit her lip tightly, rolled over to the ground, picked up the clothes thrown on the ground, only to find that they were too rotten to wear.

Ye Qihan's clothes were intact, so she had to put on what she could do, and stumbled towards the door.

Walking to the door, she twisted the doorknob and remained motionless.

The door was locked.

Are you going to smash the door?

No.

No.

There must be someone guarding the door.

Slamming the door and going out is tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap.

She stumbled and ran back to the bed, pushed Ye Qihan away, tore off the sheet, tore the sheet, and tied a long rope.

Estimating that the length was about the same, she tied the rope made of sheets to the window and threw it out of the window.

As she climbed out bit by bit along the rope, her head was in a daze, in a state of confusion.

She felt that her whole body was floating, as if she was flying through the clouds, as if she would fall into the abyss at any time, and her body would be smashed to pieces.

Little did she know how she had scrambled down the rope to the surface.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, she relied on instinct, lost the rope and ran out.

She was lucky, she ran all the way out, but she didn't meet anyone.

She was so confused that she couldn't even tell the direction, she just kept running, kept running.

She didn't know how long she had been running when a car stopped beside her. A middle-aged man stuck his head out of the car window and asked with concern, "Little girl, what's wrong with you? Do you want me to call the police for you?"

"Call the police? No, don't call the police!" Ming Youyin shook her head, held on to the car door, panting heavily, "Uncle, uncle, can you, can you take me home?"

"No problem!" The uncle enthusiastically opened the door and got out of the car, helped Ming Youyin open the car door, and helped Ming Youyin into the passenger cab.

The uncle sat back in the car and restarted the car.

Ming Youyin huddled on the car seat, unable to tell whether she was cold or hot, trembling all over.

"Little girl, what's wrong with you?" the uncle asked with concern.

"I-I met a bad guy..." Ming Youyin held on to her spirit and answered intermittently.

The uncle took a look at Ming Youyin, "It's no wonder for a pretty girl like you, how about uncle calling the police for you?"

"No, no need, thank you uncle," Ming Youyin huddled herself into a ball, resisting the itching and pain that came one after another, "I, I'm afraid of being retaliated."

The police station in Jincheng is where Jian Che and Ye Qihan have the final say.

Call the police?

Ye Qihan said "my sister made a false report", and the police could personally send her to Ye Qihan.

"Sigh." The uncle driver shook his head with emotion, asked Ming Youyin's address clearly, and didn't say anything else.

The uncle enthusiastically sent Ming Youyin to the door before leaving.

This time, Ming Youyin was not so lucky.

After knocking Ye Qihan down, she failed to retrieve her key.

The uncle left her at the door and left. She didn't have a key and couldn't enter the room.

Sitting paralyzed by the door for a long time, she felt so uncomfortable that she was going to die.

She couldn't help it, tears flowed out one after another.

While crying, she forced herself to get up from the ground, held on to the stairs, and walked towards Zhan Yunting's house step by step with difficulty.

(End of this chapter)