Chapter 1222

"He's Baron Pei." Chu Jiaxuan made a firm voice.

"Well, since you insist so much, I have nothing to say. The process of detoxification is very hard. You should think about it and see if you want to do it. If you really have no way, then accept my method. This is the only way to help him alleviate his pain." A deep voice came from the mouth of Song Ci. He took a deep look at Chu Jiaxuan and then turned away.

After Chu Jiaxuan watched her death, she turned around and looked at Pei nanjue. She slowly came to him and held him in her arms.

She thought that Lin qinger had told him before that her body could help Pei nanjue alleviate his pain, and that her body would certainly alleviate his pain.

At the thought of this, she stretched out her hand and slowly untied her clothes. A large amount of spring light was exposed in Pei nanjue's eyes. Pei nanjue looked at her appearance, as if he was greatly stimulated. He struggled desperately.

"Go away, I don't know you, I want qinger Qing'er... " Pei nanjue was like a wild beast, calling Lin Qing'er's name in his mouth.

Chu Jiaxuan looked at him. She sat down on his lap and put her hands around his neck: "Pei nanjue, you can see clearly that I am your wife!"

The words "wife" made Pei nanjue completely crazy. He smashed Chu Jiaxuan, who was sitting on his lap, and then stood up and ran into the wall like crazy.

"Don't Pei nanjue, I beg you... " Seeing his intention, Chu Jiaxuan quickly comes to him and holds him tightly.

But Pei nanjue as if did not hear her words, still crazy hit the wall, until finally blood from his forehead, until finally he lost consciousness.

Chu Jiaxuan looks at Pei nanjue, whose face is covered with blood. She is so heartbroken that she can't breathe. She calls Song Ci directly and asks him to come over and bandage Pei nanjue's wound.

After hanging up the phone, he held Pei nanjue everywhere, and tears fell on his face.

Why don't you just recognize me? Why? It was not until Song Ci dressed Pei nanjue's wound that she left the room.

The night is sultry, and the cold moonlight sprinkles on Chu Jiaxuan's face. Her delicate face is full of melancholy.

Pei nanjue, I will let you recognize me. Chu Jiaxuan's eyes flashed with light, and her hands hanging on her side tightly clasped.

The next day, the sun was shining, bringing warmth to the earth.

At this time, she and Xixi are sitting on the sofa. Chu Jiaxuan has already figured out how to make Pei nanjue admit his identity. Since Pei nanjue will show up every time she is in danger, she doesn't mind putting on a bitter plot.

"Anning, I can't believe that this man is really Pei nanjue. I just think he looks a little bit like him." Xixi's pretty eyebrows wrinkled.

When Chu Jiaxuan took Pei nanjue back to the villa yesterday, she was shocked. The man was thin and skinny, and his body was even more sick. Yangyang was a hermit at first sight. She was quite different from Pei nanjue before. She really couldn't believe that the man was the noble and wise Pei nanjue before.

"He's really Baron Pei. I won't admit it." Chu Jiaxuan firmly opened her mouth and held her hand tightly.