It's a pity that the more Su Weiwei wanted to cover it up, the more Quan Shaoting felt that Su Weiwei was for Ji Yebai, his face was gloomy, and he reached out and opened Su Weiwei's text message.

Dozens of text messages were bombarded, all from an unfamiliar number, his eyes opened coldly, and the condensation in his eyes turned into anger when he saw the contents.

Su Qingya, it's her again!

Thinking that Su Weiwei had a share of this woman when she went away and escaped from her control, Quan Shaoting couldn't help but snort coldly.

He didn't read much of the following content, so he returned the phone to Su Weiwei, which was not a good word anyway.

"I will deal with all the people who threaten you, whether they are men or women, and tell me about such things in the future."

Su Weiwei took the phone and subconsciously blurted out.

"No, you don't!"

Seeing the thin lips of the man next to her tightly pursed into a straight line, Su Weiwei knew that this person was angry again, she hurriedly explained, and carefully pulled his sleeve.

"It's just a small role, what is my husband's identity, what is her identity, do you still need my husband to solve her? It's too much to lift her up. ”

This sentence was very useful to Quan Shaoting, he nodded, and readily agreed to let Su Weiwei solve Su Qingya's matter by herself.

However, he was still very uneasy, got up and left the room, and called Suke.

"Madame, keep an eye on her, if she loses a hair, you won't have to live."

Su Ke on the other end of the phone was startled, and while thinking about whether Su Weiwei had encountered something in the past few days, he sent someone to arrange it.

After making the call, Quan Shaoting went downstairs and poured a cup of hot soy milk, naturally returned to Su Weiwei's bedroom, and then lay down on her bed naturally.

He pulled out the plan that Su Weiwei was still looking at, threw it on the bedside table on the side, and stuffed the soy milk into her hand.

"Drink the soy milk and go to sleep."

Su Weiwei held the soy milk and subconsciously frowned and pouted.

"I don't like soy milk, I like milk."

Quan Shaoting held her in his arms, rubbed the cup to her lips, and said sternly.

"If you don't like to drink, you have to drink, from today onwards, you are not allowed to drink milk again, you are not allowed to eat soy milk instead, and you are not allowed to eat spicy and exciting ones, and you will be allowed to send someone to send you for lunch tomorrow, and you will go home for dinner."

Su Weiwei had a bitter face, took a small sip of the soy milk in the cup, and always felt that this husband, who had a cold face before, was now verbose and made her feel that she had changed people.

Finally, after drinking more than half a cup of thick soy milk, Su Weiwei finally couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled Quan Shaoting's sleeve and said pitifully.

"I can't drink anymore, my stomach hurts."

Quan Shaoting didn't force her, took the cup and drank the remaining soy milk directly, and then leaned over to Su Weiwei's lips, licked off a circle of milk mustache on her lips, and then hugged her and turned off the light.

"Sleep!"

Su Weiwei didn't expect the man in front of her to sleep in a bed with her, and she subconsciously resisted, but she didn't dare to show it on her face, so she could only sleep carefully in his arms, her body was tense, and she didn't dare to fall asleep.

Who would have thought that Quan Shaoting didn't mean to do anything to her at all, just circled her like that, and then quickly fell asleep.

Su Weiwei finally relaxed, and suddenly under the light of the night light, she saw an extra scar on the arm of the man around her, which was new, mixed with different medicinal smells, obviously I don't know how many kinds of ointments I tried on the wound.

She immediately understood, and her heart couldn't help but warm, and she scolded in a low voice, but the corners of her lips involuntarily hooked.

"Silly."

And at this time, the phone rang again, an unfamiliar number, it was a text message.

"Su Weiwei, go die!"