Obviously, Fan Yanqiao was under him, and it was obvious that he was taking possession of her, but when he heard her words, Xue Shao's face still changed color all of a sudden.

His mind, which had just been a little confused, also woke up instantly.

He looked down at her viciously, but his movements were merciless, the sweat on his forehead fell down his chin and fell on her snow-white chest, he lowered his head and bit her collarbone hard, but she gritted her teeth tightly and didn't snort.

The more she was like this, the more Xue Shao deliberately tortured her, until the end, he himself was a little hot and painful, but she gritted her teeth and didn't say a word, and closed her eyes like a martyr to bear under him.

She is the first time, he should be considerate of her, but her appearance is too hateful, knowing that she is in pain to death, he just hugs her and does not let go.

All night, until she finally fainted in his arms after she couldn't bear it, Xue Shao stopped his movements with a cold face.

He rolled over and lay down beside her, pulled the thin quilt over her, and looked at her with his eyes down. But a trace of chagrin gradually rose in his heart, he has always been conceited, since the age of sixteen after the first taste of clouds and rain, the so-called stunning, has seen a lot, he is also extremely self-disciplined in this kind of thing, when he needs to vent, there are naturally a lot of women waiting for him.

He had never tried to force a woman to do such a thing, just like he did today when he forced Fan Yanqiao.

But tonight, maybe because they were all frustrated people, he really knew her pain too well, so he lost control in front of her.

He was staring at her side face in a daze, but Uncle Fu's deliberately lowered voice sounded outside the door: "Da Shao...... Big or young but in it? ”

Xue Shao frowned, glanced down at Fan Yanqiao, who had fallen asleep, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?" ”

Uncle Fu whispered: "Da Shuai is not good, please go over and take a look immediately......

Before he finished speaking, Xue Shao got up instantly with a calm face.

When he was dressed, he stood in front of the bed and turned his head to look at Fan Yanqiao, and then hurriedly walked out.

There were already several people standing outside the door, Xue Shao glanced at Uncle Fu and said in a low voice, "Just now...... I was a little out of control just now, as if I had injured Miss Fan...... You go and ask Dr. Jiang to come and take a look at her......"

Uncle Fu instantly understood, lowered his head and turned around and walked down.

Sun Liangping stretched out and put a black tweed on Xue Shao, and said softly: "Dashuai has fallen into a coma, and Dr. Matsumoto said that I am afraid I can't survive it......"

Xue Shao raised his feet with a cold face and walked out.

When Fan Yanqiao woke up again, Xiaohuan and Dr. Jiang were surrounded in front of the bed.

Xiaohuan had tears in her eyes, and when she saw that she was awake, she hurriedly asked, "Miss, are you ...... How are you? ”

As soon as Fan Yanqiao's body moved, the pain almost seemed to fall apart, she gritted her teeth and whispered, "I can't die yet......"

Doctor Jiang sighed, lowered his head and took out some pills from the medicine box, and said softly: "It's okay when Miss wakes up, this is painkiller and anti-inflammatory medicine, you take two pills, and your body will be better soon......"

Fan Yanqiao's face was pale, and he stared at Doctor Jiang for a long time, then Fang raised his head and asked Xiaohuan leisurely: "Did he call Doctor Jiang over?" ”

Xiaohuan held back tears and nodded.

Fan Yanqiao was silent for a moment, then turned his face to the side with his eyes closed, and said softly: "What kind of person is he pretending to be, he looked like that before, and now he is pretending to be kind......"

After she finished speaking, she shrunk into the quilt and was silent for a moment, and then asked, "What about others?" ”

Xiaohuan looked at Doctor Jiang and said softly: "Da Shuai is not good, Da Shao got the letter and hurried over there......"

Fan Yanqiao buried his face in the pillow, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and said in a dumb voice: "Go out, I'm tired and want to sleep......"

In the early hours of the morning, Xue Zhenting finally didn't get through it.

The banquet that Xue Shao said was going to be held on the first day of the new year was canceled like this.

That night, it snowed heavily in the middle of the night, and in the early morning, the whole land seemed to be covered with a thick white quilt, and the day was just dawn, and the cars that came to pay their respects were already hundreds of meters away.

Fan Yanqiao stood in front of the window and looked at the people who came and went with a solemn face, but his heart sank little by little. Dwelling in the wood intestines died.

Xue Zhenting's death, the northern army is afraid that it will be turbulent, at this time, if Xue Shao can be pressed down with a strong wrist, it is fine, if there is a little negligence, maybe Xue Zhenting's career for half of his life will be ruined in his hands.

And his own fate must not be able to see anywhere.

In her heart, she hoped that he would not end well, but thinking that her mother was still in his hands, and her father's affairs had to be investigated by his hand, Fan Yanqiao instantly felt uncomfortable.

She reached out to hold on to the windowsill, gritted her teeth, slowly walked to the bed, and lay down gently.

The whole country was shocked by Xue Zhenting's death, and the Peiping cabinet sent important officials down to offer condolences, and newspapers in Japan and the United States also reported on it.

The Japanese side was particularly sorry, and the newspaper article specifically used the word "lamentation", saying that the death of Xue Zhenting, a friendly figure of the pro-Japanese faction, was the greatest loss for the Japanese side.

Half a month later, Xue Shao finally reappeared.

It was the first time they had seen each other since that night, also late at night, and when he returned, she had just fallen asleep.

She had actually heard him when he stopped downstairs, and she was staring at the dark night sky outside the window, wondering when she was going to see her mother again.

But after a while, she heard the sound of chaotic footsteps in military boots approaching. Walking outside the living room, there was only one sound of footsteps.

Her body instinctively stiffened, and when she looked up at the door, she saw the bedroom door slammed open.

With the light in the small living room, she saw Xue Shao's tall figure standing there like a tree.

Without turning on the light, he walked over in his military uniform and hugged her in his arms.

She instinctively reached out to hit him, but he shook his hand, wrapped her hand in the palm of his hand and pressed it to his chest, and whispered, "Don't move......"

His voice was hoarse, and he lost a lot of weight, and his whole cheek sank.

There was still a cold chill on his body, and she couldn't help but shiver when she hugged her.

He looked down to her lips, picked at her with the tip of his tongue, and whispered, "It's good that you're ......."

What he said was a little inexplicable, she didn't understand, and she didn't want to understand, she reached out and pushed his face, and said coldly with a calm face: "I'm going to sleep...... Please go to sleep......"

He looked down at her deeply, reached out and buckled his belt, took off his military jacket, and hugged her in his arms wearing only a snow-white shirt, and said tiredly, "Then sleep...... I'm tired too......"