Chapter 646

"Cook a meal, avoid hot and sour."

Leaving the words behind, Christine strode forward and held Catherine horizontally. Regardless of her frown caused by pain, the corners of her lips bent violently, hugged her arms and tightened them for a few minutes. She was satisfied to see her frown tighter before holding her back to the bedroom.

Catherine secretly clenched the hem of her dress, endured the pain that was more and more painful due to his malicious tightening strength, and sighed that this man is really bad!

On the surface, he wanted to hold her upstairs, but he was actually holding her wound and pressing.

Indeed, on the white gauze, the next moment there was a bloody exudation and dyed the gauze red.

Catherine's face turned pale again, her forehead was cold and sweaty, and Christine laid her in her bedroom bed In fact, the action is not gentle and contact. It is better to throw than to put.

Catherine was thrown into bed by him On the, the body bounced and then stabilized. At this time, the wound had cracked faintly, and the heart like pain etched the bone into the marrow.

She held back and didn't hum, but the sheets under her body were folded by her.

Christine looked down at her from a commanding position and looked at her trying to bear the pain. There was a vague anger in her heart. He knew that this anger was just to vent her delusion and escape without permission.

Also, I was so hurt that I tried to be strong!

Even if he is ruthless to others and treats the people around him, he will never ignore it.

What's more, Catherine has been with him for nearly ten years. They are tacit partners and subordinates at work. In bed, she is also the most suitable woman for him.

I never thought that this situation would be broken, and I never thought that she would be the first to break it.

"It hurts?" He asked ponderingly, and the banter and ridicule at the bottom of his eyes were so undisguised.

"It's okay if you're not dead." Catherine did not want to say more, so she looked away and closed her eyes.

It's the ultimate to be able to hold on to the status quo.

Hum, it's very hard!

Christine watched her close her eyes and go to sleep. She became more and more angry. She grabbed her wrist and tightened it hard——

"What are you doing!" Catherine ate pain, opened her eyes fiercely and looked at him.

Just because she doesn't want to quarrel doesn't mean she can let him fool around!

This hand, she still wants it.

"It hurts?" Repeating the previous sentence, Christine's face is not very good. It can be said to be gloomy.

Looking at her big and small injuries and unspeakable boredom, I wanted to find a breakthrough to vent.

Catherine stared at him in a cold voice, "will you let go when I say it hurts?"

"Maybe."

"... no pain."

"I'll see when your mouth is stiff." With a faint hum, she dropped her hand and Christine turned out.

Catherine stared at the ceiling. For a moment, she was awake in chaos, awake in chaos

I don't know how long it took, Fangke came to the bedroom.

She knocked at the bedroom door first, then pushed the door in without waiting for a response, walked to the bedside, put the tray in her hand on the bed cabinet, and looked at Catherine, who was seriously injured but could not hide her beauty.

Who is this woman from the young master?

When she woke up in the morning, she only saw that there were designated hourly workers in the apartment to clean up, not even a redundant servant.

So, usually only she and the young master live together in this apartment?

What is their relationship?

Thinking constantly, Fangke whispered, "Miss, the young master asked you to eat before you can sleep."