"Go find her some clothes."

"Your clothes or mine?"

"Yours."

"I don't have clothes."

"Not a single one?"

"I don't have a dress."

"You can't buy it."

"It's dark, I can't buy it."

In the dead of night, I leaned on the railing, and there was no ride back to Guanbei.

He suddenly got up and walked towards me, still weighing the golden Browning with the totem engraved in his hand.

I looked down at the gun in his hand, and gasped, but I couldn't stop my principle: "I won't borrow my clothes." ”

"Wen Meng, you are the mistress of the Commander's Mansion." His dark eyes stared at my face, and he asked in a cold tone, "This is your hospitality?" ”

I turned around and told the servant to deliver a new bathrobe to Ma Wanyang, clean up a side room, and spread out a clean bedding.

Guan Beili didn't seem to be satisfied with my arrangement, and asked me why.

I replied to him crisply: "I don't borrow clothes, only my husband." ”

His expression froze for a moment, and soon returned to a sneer that did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and his gloomy voice was really not worthy of the words of praise: "It is really my good fortune to be able to cultivate such a generous and loving wife like you in this life." ”

I looked at him with a smile on my eyebrows, and said with a good voice of golden wind and jade dew that was better than singing, "The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and I advise you to do it and cherish it." ”

4

Guan Beili and I didn't share the same bed for a day or two, and although I couldn't get the whole out of his mind, I could tell that he was going to cook rice with the Overseer's daughter, Ma Wanyang, tonight.

Ma Wanyang's personal guards were splashed with blood in the main hall, and no one returned to the house to report his good deeds.

I had no choice but to push the boat.

Turning around and going upstairs, before he could take the steps, his whole body was in the air.

Guan Beili carried me upstairs, kicked the door open, and I was thrown into the futon.

I wasn't allowed to make a move, and he tore most of my skirt with a 'snort'.

The lights went out, and I fell into a darkness, and the weight suddenly gained on my body.

He blew a warm current in my ear: "Madam, the night is not up, and the good night is short." ”

I couldn't resist the lack of pity, and I suddenly became disgusted and let out a heart-rending scream.

I clutched my stomach and cried out in pain, hot tears wetting his chest.

The entire commander's office seemed to have pulled the alarm, and all the personnel were in a panic.

In the car, Guan Beili hugged me tightly wrapped in a silk quilt, and soon arrived at the foreign hospital.

The nurse gave me a tocolytic injection, and the doctor said that I was stimulated during pregnancy and was emotionally unstable, so the fetus was unstable.

He also tactfully told Guan Beili that in the month of pregnancy, the first three and last three fetuses were unstable, and sex should be avoided.

In the ward, my little maid Hongliu took my hand and cried into tears.

I said, "Don't cry, my stomach is fine." ”

Hongliu choked up and said, "I know that Madam, you were almost miscarried by Ma Wanyang. I don't know your temper yet? The more it hurts, the more silent it is. ”

I wiped her tears with my handkerchief: "Little red willow, don't cry!" I'm really fine, I'm pretending. ”

Hongliu grabbed my handkerchief and was reluctant to wipe her tears, shaking her head constantly, not believing that I was pretending.

The last time I had an argument with Guan Beili in the hospital, I jumped from the window on the second floor, and the thought was that I wanted to die and get rid of it, but I forgot that I was a practitioner, and at that height, I couldn't fall to death or be disabled.

The waves between the beds are nothing to me.

After Hongliu heard this, she cried even more fiercely.

She said that I pretended to have a stomachache and pretended to be too similar, and she lost her soul in a scared way.