Chapter 6 I don't mind being a widower
She struggled to break the hand that was holding her, only to find that her head was dizzy and her whole body seemed to be drained.
Just when she thought she was about to lose her breath, Zhou Shi also suddenly let go of her hand.
"Ahemβ"
An Jinwei collapsed to the ground, clutching her neck and coughing violently.
"Zhou Shiyi, ahem, you ...... You bastard!"
She wiped the corners of her eyes angrily and glared at him fiercely, if she wasn't weak at the moment, she would definitely raise her hand and slap him!
Zhou Shi also hooked the corners of his lips, revealing an evil smile, "looking" in her direction and said:
"What, afraid of death?"
An Jinwei didn't know if she was angry with him or cold, she was trembling all over, her throat was hot and painful, but she still refused to show weakness, reached out and picked up the thin quilt on the side and criticized her body, and then replied coldly:
"Aren't the three young people afraid?"
Steward Mo saw that she had just walked away from the ghost gate, but she was still so hard-mouthed, she couldn't help but speak.
"Miss An, you just was-"
Before he finished speaking, he heard Zhou Shi and suddenly said:
"Give her some fever medicine first, but don't let her die. β
An Jinwei tugged at the quilt's hand, wondering how he knew he had a fever?
Mo Yan understood in his heart that Zhou Shi didn't want him to say it, so he stopped the end of his words, nodded and said:
"Yes, I'll arrange it. β
He was accustomed to his young master's moodiness, and he also knew that his young master's senses were more sensitive than ordinary people, thinking of An Jinwei's pale face before, he realized that she was really sick.
"An Jinwei, this time I just give you a small warning, and next time, I don't mind becoming a widower. β
After speaking, Zhou Shi also turned his wheelchair and was pushed by Steward Mo towards the door, leaving An Jinwei in confusion.
What is he talking about, what is there next time? Does it mean that you can't scold him?
But if he hadn't suddenly appeared in her room in the middle of the night, grabbed her by the neck and tried to kill her, how could she have scolded him?
It seems that the rumors are true, this week's third young man is a violent and perverted man!
An Jinwei was scarlet in her heart, but she didn't say much on her face, her little bun was still waiting for her, she couldn't just die in the hands of this perverted man.
At this moment, Zhou Shi, who had been pushed by Steward Mo to the door, suddenly stopped, and said sideways:
"The next time you dare to scold me, I'll have your tongue cut out. β
An Jinwei rolled her eyes and tapped the ground with her hand in response.
Hearing the sound, Zhou Shi also hooked his lips evilly, and then Steward Mo pushed him away.
After the two left, another maid brought fever-reducing medicine, and the maid stared at her without blinking and drank it until there was not a drop left, and then left with the bowl.
An Jinwei's whole body was warm after drinking the medicine, and after changing the medicine for her knees, the whole person seemed to be alive again.
She glanced sideways at the new thick quilt on her body, which the maid had brought with the fever reducer, and the quality was very different from the thin, rotten quilt before.
Could it be that Zhou Shi was also afraid that she would catch a cold, so he ordered someone to send it over?
will strangle her for a while, and let people send her medicine and quilts for a while......
Thinking like this, she fell asleep again in a daze.
Sleep until dawn.
When An Jinwei woke up, the sky was just gray and dawning.
She looked down at the quilt that covered her, and thanked him for making him breakfast.
After a simple freshening up, An Jinwei came to the kitchen.
When the kitchen maid saw her come in, she heard her say that she wanted to help, and several people looked at each other, but they did not refuse.
Anyway, the young master drove her to the basement to live, this woman must not be a young grandmother, and she should help them work.
Two hours later, when Zhou Shi also washed up and went downstairs, he smelled a burst of fragrance.
Even Steward Mo was stunned, only to see that the dining table was full of food, from Chinese to Western, everything was available, and the smell of it was appetizing.
An Jinwei stood behind a row of maids, she quietly leaned against the wall to rest her legs, she had stood for two hours to make this breakfast, and she could already feel the bleeding from her knees under the gauze.
Just when she was trying to reduce her sense of existence, Zhou Shiyi suddenly shouted:
"An Jinwei. β
An Jinwei's body stiffened, and she hesitated for a moment before slowly moving her steps out from behind the maid, trying to squeeze out a smile.
"Wednesday less, early!"
Zhou Shiyi's legs were spread casually, his head was supported with one hand, the corners of his eyes were raised, revealing a smile that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said in an evil spirit:
"What, you want to please me?"
β......β
It was seen.
When she first entered her adoptive father's house, she also used this way to please her adoptive father, and then she really succeeded, but now, she is not sure if this method is useful for Zhou Shiyi.
An Jinwei opened her eyes uncomfortably, and pretended to be calm:
"Half flattering, half grateful. β
Zhou Shi also changed his hand to support his head, and chose a more comfortable sitting position for himself, although the narrow peach blossom eyes were not focused, they gave people the illusion of being targeted.
An Jinwei suddenly became more uncomfortable, and only listened to Zhou Shi and said:
"Thank you for what, thank you for my mercy last night and left your little neck?"
β......β
An Jinwei was speechless again, a little annoyed in her heart, can this person speak?
"Half of the neck, half of the quilt, okay?"
Hearing this, Zhou Shiyi suddenly smiled, she looked at Zhou Shiyi's smiling face, and was slightly stunned.
I didn't expect this man to have a bad personality, but he looks like a demon dog, which is very good-looking......
Zhou Shi naturally spotted her gaze, his slender white fingers gently rubbed his thin lips, lifted his chin lightly, and pointed to the position of the dining table.
"You made it all yourself?"
An Jinwei nodded subconsciously, and after reacting that he couldn't see, she hurriedly added:
"Yes. β
The smile on Zhou Shiyi's face remained unchanged, his thin lips opened slightly, and he said word by word:
"Unfortunately, I'm dirty. β
An Jinwei looked up at him suddenly, and the blood on her face instantly faded.
When Steward Mo heard this, he waved his hand very brightly, and motioned to the maid to remove all the things on the table and throw them away.
An Jinwei clenched her fists, tried to keep taking a deep breath, and calmed down for a long time before calming down:
"That Wednesday was a little self-deed, and I went first. β
She walked past him, but she didn't expect Zhou Shiyi to trip her with a bad outstretched foot.
An Jinwei didn't expect this man to be so bad that she tripped over him defenselessly. Fortunately, she adjusted her posture in time, which barely protected her injured knee.
Bang β
Rao was like this, she still fell strongly, and her knees were even worse. She sweated profusely on her sore forehead, and she couldn't recover for a while.
The maid on the side mistakenly thought that she was pretending to be delicate, and one of the good-looking maids stepped forward and kicked her directly.
"Hey, what are you pretending to be, why don't you get up quickly? β
An Jinwei didn't want to show weakness in front of these people, she gritted her teeth, stood up on her knees, and turned around to leave.
The tip of Zhou Shiyi's nose moved slightly, and his face suddenly sank.
"Stop. β
She didn't even look at him, and walked straight to the door on crutches, only to hear his tone becoming more and more cold.
"I'll let you stop!"