Chapter 209

Name:Can You Love Me? Author:简十一
Before, Cynthia didn't think so.

But now, she didn't want to. She hated the relationship.

She is even more disgusted, jianzechuan without any warm touch, disgusted with no feelings, just desire communication.

People are greedy. Xinai knows that she has become greedy, but he can't control it. She is a person, not a sentimental object.

Xinai deliberately showed a frivolous smile, "Third Master, you can't do this. Can't Miss Tan satisfy you in bed? You're in such a hurry that I doubt her ability. "

Jianzechuan stopped, Xinai's hand on his shoulder, gently stroked his chest, deliberately said: "Third Master, since Miss Tan can't satisfy you, then what do you want her to do? Don't you just have me? No one else in the world loves you more than I do, and no one else can make you so happy in bed, right? "

Xinai knows what to say to make jianzechuan unhappy.

These words are that no man likes to be controlled, especially one in his opinion A woman with no status even wants to try to control him. It's like controlling him. Of course it can't.

Sure enough, jianzechuan pinched her chin, "Xinai, who do you think you are?"

Xinai pretended to be poor, "Third Master, I What's the matter with you? Did I say Isn't that right? "

"From the first day you and I told you that you shouldn't be in charge of it. Don't be a good boy. You think, don't use that thought. It seems that I'm used to you and forget all this."

Jian Zechuan said cold words with no expression on his face, and the desire that had been diffused in the fundus of his eyes had quickly dissipated.

Xinai knows that she has succeeded. That's what she wants. She doesn't want to be treated as a lifeless vent. In that case, what's the difference between her and those mass-produced inflatable dolls.

But when Xin AI heard these words from Jian Zechuan's mouth, she couldn't help feeling sour, and her tears almost flowed out uncontrollably.

But her crying at the moment only makes Jian Zechuan more irritable. He pushes aside Xin AI and puts on his clothes one by one.

"Don't forget your identity, Xinai. You are not the only woman who can sleep in this bed."

Xin AI did not move. Jian Zechuan's words seemed to turn into a long sword and pierced her chest.

She's not the only one.

Now she's not alone.

Jianzechuan left, Xinai heard the sound of the door closed, she lay naked on the sofa for an hour, suddenly began to laugh.

Mrs. Jane gave her a lot of money, she promised to go away, will not take the initiative to seduce jianzechuan.

But this premise is that Jian Zechuan should hate her and ask him to stop.

Xinai's laughter reverberates in the empty room. Before, she tried every means to please jianzechuan, just to leave more time beside him.

Now, what she has to do is to push down her efforts.

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When Fang Ziheng called xin'ai to go to the hospital for further treatment, an entertainment program was playing on TV. Tan ran, an international supermodel, had created the world's first physical store, which was going to open in Mingdu. It was said that Jian Zechuan, her rumored boyfriend, would be invited to attend on the day of ribbon cutting.

Cynthia picked up the remote and turned off the TV. "What did you just say?"

"I said, you should come to the hospital for a review."

"I'm fine. I'll review what." Xin AI looked at her right palm. The wound on the palm was not completely good. It was time for her to leave hospital. Fang Ziheng said that the wound on the palm was the most difficult to heal. Maybe it would crack with a hand, and she couldn't touch the water.

The wound on the palm is still red and swollen. It is inflamed. When you feel it, you can feel the temperature of the wound is boiling hot.

I can't help it. I use my hands too often during the day. Besides, I can't completely avoid it when I take a bath. I cook, wash dishes and brush bowls. Every time, the wounds on my palms are just healed and cracked again and again.

Palm is the pain, all the time to remind Xinai that day all the experience.

Sometimes wake up in the middle of the night, as if still feel trapped in a sea of fire.

The flames around her were engulfed like tides. She desperately wanted to get out of the fire, but she couldn't get out. The fire was burning all over her body, and her skin and flesh seemed to be burnt.

It wasn't until daybreak that the sun came into the room and dispelled the nightmare that she could wake up.

Compared with the torment of being haunted by nightmares, the pain in the palm wound has numbed Xinai.

Fang Ziheng did not give up, still advised: "I think you'd better come, I'm not because to ask about your sister's situation, I saw some examination data when you were admitted to hospital yesterday, I think you need to do a general examination."

"I'm fine now. There's no need to go."

Hang up, Xinai will Fang Ziheng number into the blacklist.

Fang Ziheng has been very attentive to her recently. It seems that he wants to come three times a day.

What's his purpose, Hsin AI knows.But she never disclosed that Xinhuan had disappeared.

Xinai thought that it's a good thing that someone in the world cares about Xinhuan like this.

It's better to let him worry with hope than to wait in despair.

But the next day, she went to the hospital.

Because, she has a fever.

Xinai went by herself. The wound in the palm of her hand was repeatedly infected and inflamed, leading to fever.

Cynthia is very hot. When she wakes up, she feels that there are double shadows in front of her eyes. Her throat is smoking. She has a headache and feels dizzy. It seems that she has drunk too much. When she walks, her feet are soft and she can step on the air with one foot.

Heaven and earth seem to be able to turn back at any time.

Xinai knew that she had a fever, and she should have a severe fever. There was no antipyretic at home, and no one could help her.

When you are sick, the feeling of loneliness and helplessness is the clearest.

Before she was completely burned out, Xinai took her wallet and stumbled out of the door.

Fortunately, the driver she met when she went out was a good person. Seeing that she was in bad condition, she talked to her all the way. However, when she got to the hospital, she was still out of her mind.

Or that kind-hearted driver, sent people to the hospital, not even the fare.

Fang Ziheng learned that Xin AI came to the hospital and ran out of the ward.

"What's the matter? How can I hear it's not good?"

Fang Ziheng came in a hurry. On the way here, he heard a nurse say something.

She had been in hospital for quite a long time before, and many nurses knew her.

The head nurse had just given Xin AI an injection. Now she was lying in the hospital bed with her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed, and she was in a little coma,

"she had a fever, which was 392 degrees. Fortunately, she came here. Otherwise, when it was 40 degrees, no one knew. It's really pitiful. Fortunately, she insisted on coming to the hospital."

Fang Ziheng suddenly feel sad, all burn so, three elder brothers unexpectedly all don't know? How can he be a man!

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